Chapter two hundred and sixty seventh decisive battle Huangquan
Huangquan Valley is located in the middle and west of the Moluo Kingdom. The valley bottom is thousands of feet deep, surrounded by dangerous peaks, jagged rocks, and intrigues. The valley is cloudy and rainy all year round, like a dark curtain at dusk. In the mountains, there are gusty winds.
The strange noises are like ghosts laughing, people crying, strange screams, and howling in the dark. Pedestrians passing by are all creepy, and they think they are in the underworld, so it is called the underworld valley. There is only one road to and from the valley, which is called underworld road.
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Huangquan Valley and Huangquan Road are the shortest roads to Moluo City. Xuan Haoran looked at the map and decided to pass here.
No one knows that underneath his calm appearance, there is anxiety buried inside him. He is said to be confident and sure of everything. But Yin Xuehai is a demon king after all. He has success or failure. Who can say that this time, he is all-in?
It's a failure or failure, so he hopes in his heart that he can meet this devil as soon as possible. Because every extra day of delay is a kind of torture for him.
On the opposite side, Yin Xuehai obviously had the same intention as him, eager to kill the ant army and flies that invaded his country as soon as possible.
The two have opposite minds, and they must meet one another, right here in the Huangquan Valley. On one side are the elites of the righteous way, and on the other are the army of the evil way. The two groups of people have opened up and faced each other. Xuan Haoran and Yin Xuehai stand at the head of their respective teams.
, looking at each other silently.
Yin Xuehai was the first to speak: Haoran, you are so brave. I, Yin Xuehai, did not come to the east to find you, but you still dared to come here to seek death.
Xuan Haoran sneered and said: Yin Xuehai, I will not sit still and wait for death. Your plan to invade the east has been known to us for a long time. If we wait any longer, we righteous warriors may be ruthlessly killed by you and all return to the west.
I know who it is, it’s the traitor Zhan Chen, Yin Xuehai, gritting his teeth.
It's true that I Zhan Chen shouted loudly at this time and boldly squeezed out from the crowd.
Zhan Chen, do you dare to come out? Yin Xuehai finally saw Zhan Chen's figure, and couldn't help but became furious. Suddenly, the dark clouds on the top of the valley seemed to collapse, and the strong wind blew so hard that people couldn't open their eyes, making the originally gloomy valley even more so.
Adding gloom.
Zhan Chen only felt that he was locked by a deadly aura, as if a mountain was added to his back. His hands suddenly trembled, his legs became weak, and his heart was horrified. He never expected that he could still feel it even though he was so far away.
Yin Xuehai's overwhelming demonic power, what kind of extraordinary level has this demon's cultivation reached?
At this time, Xuan Haoran's body naturally exuded a mighty light aura, which was in tit-for-tat confrontation with the dark power of Yin Xuehai. Like the early sun, Jixue melted away this overwhelming pressure. At the same time, he said loudly: Zhan Chen, don't
If you are afraid of this devil, I will support you
Humph Xuan Haoran, you are going against me again. Yin Xuehai snorted coldly, and at the same time turned towards Zhan Chen and said harsh words: Zhan Chen, I will kill this old guy later, and I will deal with you first.
Let you suffer the punishment of being cut into pieces with thousands of knives and swallowed by thousands of poisons
Yin Xuehai, stop talking nonsense, let's come. Xuan Haoran took out his weapon. It was a jade long sword that was as clear as crystal. It exuded bursts of prosperous atmosphere. It made people within a hundred feet feel it.
Really true.
A holy weapon is the highest symbol of a warrior's weapon. Each one has to go through thousands of tempers. The main material is the extremely precious eighth-level weapon refining material Ten Thousand Years Crystal Essence, which is then carefully crafted according to different attributes, supplemented by all the rare treasures in the world.
, formed by long-term warming, each one takes at least three years to cast, and the forging process of a good holy weapon can even take ten years.
Even with such a small sword, it weighs more than a million kilograms. With just one swing, it can split mountains and rocks, chop waves, and have unparalleled power.
Yin Xuehai smiled disdainfully and brought his own holy weapon, which was a pair of gloomy steel claws. The steel hooks on the claws extended out of the palm for two feet, and stars shone on the sharp hook tips.
The cold light makes people shudder. You can imagine how difficult it is to find a matching set of martial arts for such a strange weapon.
However, this was not a problem for Yin Xuehai, who was a genius. He created a unique claw method based on the Holy Book of Demon Luo, which was unique in Beihai.
Both of them were ready for battle. The aura on their bodies continued to rise, forming a strong air pressure within a hundred feet. Even the strong Emperor Wu could not withstand this pressure. Therefore, the troops behind them had to retreat again and again.
Retreat to make enough space for the two of them to fight.
Yin Xuehai, looking at the sword, Guiyue Divine Hook suddenly struck Xuan Haoran with a sword through the air towards Yin Xuehai, releasing the previously condensed true energy, forming a crescent-shaped sword energy that was more than ten meters high.
Coming after locking the Yin Blood Sea, although the sword energy was in mid-air, it was still sharp and sharp. Wherever it passed, the ground seemed to have been plowed by a giant plow, leaving a wide ravine up to three meters deep.
Zhan Chen saw Xuan Haoran's attack from behind and sighed again. He originally thought that Emperor Wu's attack power was already powerful, but now compared with Wu Sheng, it is nothing. The attack of the powerful Wu Sheng, just with momentum, can
Fatal. However, the next scene once again exceeded his imagination.
Facing Xuan Haoran's explosive blow, Yin Xuehai smiled contemptuously, and also used the demonic energy, grabbing the sword energy from the air with one claw. In an instant, the surrounding area dimmed, and darkness gathered, forming a sword three meters wide.
The five-meter-tall dark giant claw grasped the sword energy.
At this moment, two forces were stalemate together, one was full of endless life, and the other was full of corrosion and devouring. The two kept wearing away, one ebbing and the other ebbing, sending out shock waves that spread like ripples.
,Will
The soil and gravel beneath them flew away, digging out a huge pit; and the sand, gravel and soil flew into the air and fell with a rustling sound, as if a hail of stones and earth rained down in this small world.
Seemingly tired of this stalemate, Yin Xuehai's eyes narrowed and he said: Break it for me.
Next, I saw the black light on the black claw suddenly increase sharply, crushing the sword energy in one go, and it was about to attack Xuan Haoran again.
Xuan Haoran smiled slightly and called softly: Ning
Then he saw that the sword energy that had been shattered into pieces rose up again, became thinner, intertwined with each other, and woven into a giant green net, tightly surrounding the giant claws.
Yin Xuehai's face darkened, and he increased his true energy input. Then he struggled to break free of the giant green net, and continued to grab Xuan Haoran.
However, at this time, the giant claw had shrunk by a full two-thirds, and its power had obviously been almost exhausted by the sword technique, so this move was already at the end of its might.
Xuan Haoran smiled slightly, struck with his sword again, and cut the giant claw of darkness into two.
Seeing this, Yin Xuehai gritted his teeth and said: Xuan Haoran, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your wood attribute essence has become more difficult to deal with.
Xuan Haoran smiled and said: Yin Xuehai, you are not the only one who is making progress. If you were not completely sure, do you think I would come here?
Yin Xuehai's face was slightly distorted. His majesty could not be challenged, so he shouted: Humph, Xuan Haoran, our battle has just begun. Today, I will definitely remove your bones one by one.
Xuan Haoran is not afraid of staying with him to the end. Although his wood attribute is not as domineering as Yin Xuehai's dark attribute, the victory lies in resilience and durability. As long as he can withstand Yin Xuehai's initial storm-like attack, he will win.
The scales will tilt towards him. And the most important thing is that he has read the Holy Book of Mara, and his confidence is supported.
The dead duck retorted, and Zhao Yin Xuehai's expression became even more sinister. With a slight step of his feet, he turned into a black shadow and rushed directly towards Xuan Haoran, as fast as lightning. Xuan Haoran also took one step forward, as if he was teleporting.
, and slashed towards Yin Xuehai with one sword.
The two fought fiercely in the center of the valley, turning into afterimages. For a while, the sound of weapons clashing was endless, like two high-speed rotating tops colliding together. From the battle between the two, the sword energy burst out from time to time,
Plowing through the ground leaves a series of criss-crossing ravines.
Gradually, the figures of the two people switched faster and faster, as if they were overlapping each other, and they could not distinguish each other. They turned into a tornado soaring into the sky, setting off waves of storms, sweeping and raging in the center of the valley.
Even though the large army was nearly a thousand meters away from the center of their battle, they were still not immune to the disaster. When the storm blew, those with low cultivation simply staggered and rolled around; those with high cultivation could still barely stand, squinting their eyes.
Continue to watch the fight between the two.
Zhan Chen was also among the spectators, and he was particularly impressed. He finally understood what the difference between the Martial Saint and the Martial Emperor was. It was not strength, speed, or reaction, but the control over true energy.
Take the first move between Xuan Haoran and Yin Xuehai as an example. Yin Xuehai was able to condense his true energy into a giant claw of darkness, which he could still grasp; but after Xuan Haoran's sword energy was shattered,
They can also condense into a network, which all shows that their control over the true energy has reached the pinnacle level.
The true energy seemed to be alive in their hands, capable of turning and deforming. This was completely different from the rigid attacks of warriors below the Martial Saint. Becoming a Martial Saint was a new world.
However, Zhan Chen today can only look up to them, because it is a long journey from the first level of Martial Emperor to Martial Saint, and even a genius often takes hundreds of years.
Time was passing minute by second, Yin Xuehai was frantically venting his attacks, but he still couldn't win. His heart began to feel anxious, and he felt that something was wrong, because Xuan Haoran seemed to know every move of his, and he could always win.
At the critical moment, he calmly defused his fierce attack. So he asked: Xuan Haoran, you and I have only played against each other once or twice, how come you know my moves so well?
At this time, Xuan Haoran was moving freely in the dark storm. The more he fought, the more confident he became. He smiled and said: Why, old man Yin Xuehai, do you only know how to say harsh words? Are your moves so crude? You cannot pose a threat to me at all.
My moves were crude and nonsense, and my face turned green with anger, and I danced even more crazily with my steel claws.
At this time, what he didn't notice was that a hint of cunning flashed in Xuan Haoran's eyes. Yes, Xuan Haoran's purpose was to anger him even more and make him lose his mind even more. Although such an attack would be extremely violent, it would be too much and sooner or later it would be revealed.
A flaw comes.
Xuan Haoran is brewing, brewing a thunderous counterattack, waiting, waiting for the moment when the fatal flaw appears, so that this devil can really go to hell.