Chapter 17: Only One Man Can Reach the Top (Page 1/1)

"Fourth Knife! Fourth Style!"

"I always thought that the Blood Knife Puppet could only cast a third knife at the most!" Mo Huan was stunned.

Some of the other golden-clothed saint realms were also a little puzzled: "This kind of attacking and killing power is actually smashing the hundred refining puppets by force, how can the power of this fourth sword reach what level? How many years has he only cultivated?"

Every golden-clothed saint realm has a sense of powerlessness, even in the face of those old purple-clothed holy realms, they will not be afraid, even if they see Hei Yanfeng and Wu Jiang's amazing performances, they all seem to be looking at their juniors.

But at this time, looking at Jiang Han standing upright in the wind on Sendai...

How many years has it been?

Hundreds of years!

There was silence in the entire martial arts hall.

The black-clothed god who was the referee in the air in the ring was a little hesitant, but when he saw the blood-red battle knife still suspended in the void, he finally made a verdict: "Jiang Han, win!"

Judging from the scene, Jiang Han did have an advantage.

"Did you really lose?"

"Lost?"

"Ling Lian's law perception should be one level higher than this Jiang Han, but the Blood Knife puppet... is too strong, fight for his life, and if he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent, and he won this game in the same way. ”

"It's just, this fourth knife... I've never seen anyone do it!"

This group of veteran golden-clothed saint realms was a little difficult to accept this result, with their realm level, they could still see why Jiang Han had won, but because of this, it was even more difficult for them to accept.

It must be known that Jiang Han didn't even participate in a ranking duel, but their group of golden-clothed saint realms who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years had no way to deal with each other.

What about another 100 years, 1,000 years, or even 10,000 years?

Unwilling!

...

At the top of the Guarding Divine Temple, Yun Yu Immortal Monarch and the black-robed Daoist were all staring at Jiang Han on the light curtain, each with their own thoughts.

"Haha, robbing the black, it seems that in the battle of Hanjian Peak, the new generation of the two factions of Buddhism and Taoism is going to have a strong opponent again. Yun Yu Immortal Jun said with a smile, he knew what the black-robed Daoist had come to this Saint Realm for.

His thoughts were terrifying, and he didn't hesitate to use his life-fighting technique. The black-robed Taoist shook his head and said: "However, there are only more than thirty years left before the battle of Hanjian Peak, and he will grow into a constant number at most, and it is difficult to change the general trend. ”

"Oh?" Yun Yu Immortal Jun smiled, not explaining much.

Although in the last two eras, the two factions of Buddhism and Taoism are also equivalent to a part of the human race, but these two factions were not founded by the human race after all, so they have always fought with the headquarters of the Terran Alliance, and between Han Jianfeng, it is a confrontation that belongs to the generation of generations.

In the past hundreds of years, the heavens and the earth have been in turmoil, not to mention the powerful ones who determine the direction of the heavens and the earth, many immortals and gods can feel that there is a terrible catastrophe coming, which is destined to be a catastrophe that sweeps the heavens.

Under the catastrophe, some of the world's heavenly pride will rise up at the right time, and the name will move in the universe.

There are two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and naturally there are some amazing characters.

Yun Yu Immortal Monarch, as the envoy of the town guarding the continent, if some amazing and brilliant geniuses emerge during his tenure, he will also be rewarded, but since he knew that the battle of Han Jian Peak was advanced a hundred years ago, he has always had pressure in his heart.

After all, the geniuses of both the Buddhist and Taoist sects had already risen, and the most high-profile holy realms of the human race, such as Hei Yanfeng and Wu Jiang, had grown up in too short a short time.

But seeing Jiang Han today, he had more confidence in his heart.

Entrusted by the Luo Dao Divine General, he had watched all the battle images of Jiang Han from the Yuanwu Great World to the peak battle of the Realms Realm, and he could analyze how terrifying Jiang Han's basic life level was.

With the same level of law comprehension, no one can defeat Jiang Han, even if the realm is much higher than Jiang Han, all of them are defeated by Jiang Han.

What's more critical is the speed of Jiang Han's progress... A hundred years ago, Jiang Han was able to break through the one hundred and thirty floors of the Tower of Babel, so what about another thirty years? Yun Yu Immortal Jun couldn't believe it.

The battle of Hanjian Peak is a real body battle, not a puppet fight like this martial arts hall.

"This Jiang Han, a hundred years ago, only broke through the seventy-seventh floor of the Tower of Babel, and today he actually broke through the one hundred and thirty floors, how did he do it?" There was a little curiosity in the eyes of the black-robed Daoist: "If there is really such a terrifying talent, it should have been revealed in the Initial Land." ”

"I advise you not to attack his idea. Yun Yu Immortal Jun smiled and said: "His master is the master of the army, his senior brother, not to mention the Luo Dao Divine General, there are no less than three of them who are powerful as emperors... The master of the soldiers... What kind of miraculous means are there for those who are mighty? It is normal if they jointly cultivate a peerless genius. ”

"The Soldier Master's lineage?" A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the black-robed Daoist, and then he said silently: "Well, I know, I won't ask too much about some of his secret information. ”

Among the human race, perhaps the Holy Realm and some ordinary immortals do not know the horror of the soldier master, but as the purple-clothed holy realm, they are very aware of the horror of the faction of the soldier master, which is one of the oldest and most powerful factions within the human race.

...

Fighting in the ring.

Jiang Han couldn't help but smile as he heard the black-clothed god announce his victory, but Jiang Han knew in his heart that if he really understood the law, he should still be weaker than Ling Lian.

"I have learned about Immortal Blade, but I have taken the most orthodox path in terms of the rules of killing. Jiang Han thought silently: "This blood knife puppet, every knife is an injury for an injury, fighting for life, I was able to cast its ultimate knife just now!"

What is killing?

Kill the heavens and the earth!

Only with the heart of self-slashing can you cut out the fearless sword!

Comprehending the "Immortal Blade" and comprehending the rules of killing, Jiang Han has long understood the true meaning of this, that is, the blood knife puppet has such tricks, so he and Ling Lian fought together, if other puppets are used, the probability of Jiang Han's defeat is as high as ninety.

"Jiang Han, you have a fearless heart. Ling Lian stood at the other end of the ring and stared at Jiang Han and said, "In this battle, I am convinced of losing, especially if you can cut out the fourth sword... It did beat me!"

Wow~ Ling Lian waved his hand, and two divine flying swords were suspended in front of Jiang Han. "These two ordinary divine weapons should be worth five hundred immortal crystals!"

Jiang Han waved his hand and put it into the space magic weapon.

"Jiang Han, although I was defeated, you have to understand that this battle will not end like this!" Ling Lian said indifferently: "The eight top saint realms, the six veteran purple clothes, as long as they receive the news, they will rush back to fight you!"

"This is a tradition, and it belongs to the persistence of our older generation!"

"Oh, what the hell is it going to take to end this dispute?" Jiang Han frowned, he didn't want to get bogged down in an endless fight, because it didn't help his cultivation in the slightest.

"The road to the sky, the bumpy road, the competition of ten thousand roads, only one person is allowed to reach the top!"

"Unless you can sweep across the eight directions on Han Jian Peak and truly establish the invincible power of your generation!" Ling Lian said, turning around and leaving the ring, flying towards the outside of the Martial Arts Hall.

Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~

The other veteran golden-clothed saint realms also left quickly.

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