910 The phantom of the mountains of Buzhou descends
"The third layer of swordsmanship, sword momentum!"
Yu Haoran roared, the blood jade sword in his hand was obviously wielding very slowly, anyone could see that this sword couldn't catch up at all, and the giant's ten thousand swords attacked, but what made everyone strange was that this sword was obviously very slow, but it miraculously took the lead in attacking the giant before the giant's ten thousand sharp swords arrived.
"Broken!"
As soon as a broken word came out of Yu Haoran's mouth, the blood jade sword in his hand immediately underwent earth-shaking changes.
At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the Blood Jade Sword suddenly became extremely tall, and the Blood Jade Sword seemed to have become a mountain, which stretched for tens of thousands of kilometers, and this mountain was overwhelming everything, and it was boundless.
Then the mountain slowly shrunk and turned into the Blood Jade Sword again, but on the blade of the Blood Jade Sword, it evolved into the boundless mountain just now.
This mountain, all the disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect do not know, there is no such mountain on the earth, but no matter who sees this mountain, it will be difficult to forget it forever.
This mountain is the first mountain in the divine realm, Buzhou Mountain/
At this moment, Yu Haoran's blood jade sword, with the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, slashed towards the giant, and the giant seemed to feel the horror of this sword, and trembled all over.
"What kind of mountain is that? What kind of swordsmanship is this? Why are the giants that our four Jindan Venerables have evolved together afraid of this sword?"
Elder Yunhai's face was ugly, staring at the sword that Yu Haoran swung, although he didn't know Zhou Shan, but just with the phantom that Yu Haoran had evolved, he felt extremely frightened.
"Senior brother, it's just a mountain, our Venerable Jin Dan can split a mountain alone, this mountain is not to be feared, and this is just a phantom of that mountain!"
The second senior brother, who was defeated by Yu Haoran with a sword before, said coldly, although he also felt the horror of Yu Haoran's sword, he still thought that no matter what tricks Yu Haoran used, this battle would definitely be lost.
"No...... I can feel it, this sword ...... We can't take it, no one can take it next, maybe not the real person in charge!"
Venerable Yunhai looked at Yu Haoran with a frightened face, his vision was the widest, and his strength was also the strongest, but it was real
The stronger the force, the more you can feel the horror of this sword, it seems that under this sword, everything will be destroyed, no matter anything, it will be worn out by this sword.
"Boom, boom!"
The blood jade sword moved slowly with the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, and every inch moved, everyone present could hear it, and a sound that was a hundred times louder than thunder came, and at the same time, everyone also saw it with their own eyes, the entire space was trembling violently, and it seemed that the space could not withstand this sword.
"Poof!"
There are disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect who have a relatively low cultivation nearby, and after hearing the sound of this sword, they were immediately shocked by the bleeding of their ears and eyes, and they struggled on the ground with their heads in their hands, just the sound can shake these disciples back to life, and the power of this sword can be imagined.
Even more terrifying is yet to come.
The blood jade sword carried the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, and crushed towards the giant in the sky, without any hesitation, every time the blood jade sword passed, those sharp swords with a terrifying aura were like paper paste, and they were crushed by the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, and even before the blood jade sword arrived, it was just that heavy breath, and all the sharp swords around it were broken.
"Click!"
Almost instantly, nearly 20,000 sharp swords that were originally terrifying were all crushed by the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and the two did not seem to be of the same level at all.
Buzhou Mountain Phantom, after easily crushing nearly 20,000 sharp swords, he rushed towards the giant.
This mighty giant faced the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and it was also not a level at all.
Everywhere the blood jade sword passed, the giant screamed again and again, first the two thighs were crushed into meat paste, and then the two palms were also crushed into meat paste, and finally under the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, after the giant screamed, the whole body turned into nothingness, and was completely crushed into powder by the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, and disappeared without a trace.
After the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain crushed the giants and swords one after another with its incomparably strong strength, the entire foothills of the Glazed Sword Sect were all quiet.
The disciples who were still noisy just now, saying that they were going to kill Yu Haoran, were all looking demented at the moment, and they were standing in place with blank expressions, as if they had not yet escaped from the shock of the illusory shadow of Zhou Mountain.
Until the shadow of the mountain is not around, continue to the direction
As the four Golden Pill Venerables crushed away, these disciples relieved themselves one after another.
At this time, the four Great Jindan Venerables also looked at the Buzhou Mountain Phantom with the same frightened face.
The second layer of the swordsmanship of his four people jointly evolved, how strong the strength is, they themselves know, the four Jindan Venerables know in their hearts, if any of them are any of them, they will definitely not be able to resist the giant's sword, but now the Buzhou Mountain Phantom, crushing the giant, is as easy as crushing ants, in the face of the attack of the Buzhou Mountain Phantom, they can only wait for death.
"Click!"
When the real Buzhou Mountain Phantom attacked, the Four Great Jindan Venerables deeply realized the horror of Yu Haoran's sword.
Almost as soon as the Illusory Shadow of Buzhou Mountain arrived, the Four Venerables immediately felt that it was like the heavens were collapsing, and this force was so powerful that they could not resist it at all, and in the face of the Illusory Shadow of Buzhou Mountain, they were like an ant, fighting against the entire earth.
"I'll wait, I'll rest today!"
Elder Yunhai muttered to himself sadly, in the face of the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain, they did not have the slightest heart of resistance, nor did they have the slightest strength to resist.
Yu Haoran was on the side at this time, looking coldly at the four Jindan elders.
No one knows that when Yu Haoran swung the third layer of swordsmanship, this sword had already absorbed all the spiritual power of Haoran's body, how terrifying Yu Haoran's spiritual power was, that is, dozens of Jindan Venerables were added together, and I am afraid that there was no spiritual power essence of Yu Haoran alone, but this sword was still used in Haoran's spiritual power, all of which were sucked clean, and there was nothing left.
After swinging this sword, Yu Haoran has been standing in place and has not moved, he is slowly recovering his spiritual power, fortunately, this glazed sword sect has a strong aura, which provides a lot of convenience for Yu Haoran to recover his spiritual power.
"My spiritual power has not recovered at this time, and I can't recover this sword, these four Jindan elders, kill them, they should also have this catastrophe!"
Although Yu Haoran didn't want to kill the elders of the Glazed Sword Sect and make the people behind him proud, his spiritual power had not recovered at this time, and he couldn't take back this sword.
These four Jindan Venerables, death is death, and it is not a big deal in Haoran's heart.