Seven hundred and nineteen, Blood Spirit Sword!
"What do you want to say?" Han Wu shouted impatiently.
"Why don't you and I move outside and compete, the space here is too small, it's inconvenient to move!" Lu Chen smiled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Han Wu's eyebrows were raised, and his gaze fell on Gong Qingyu's body.
Gong Qingyu said in a deep voice: "What Senior Brother Lu said makes sense!"
"Okay, let's go outside!" The cold light in Han Wu's eyes vibrated violently, his body rose and fell, and he rushed out, leaving only a lingering voice, echoing in all directions, "Han is waiting for his junior brother outside!"
The buzzing streamer continued to explode, and this guy was gone.
Lu Chen smiled slightly: "Lu is disrespectful!"
The same figure swept up, and the chilling shock wave burst out from his body, and rushed out here in a blink of an eye.
The eyes of the other Divine Sect No. 1 were all a little excited, and they chased after them.
In the blink of an eye, everyone had already appeared outside.
In mid-air, Han Wu's fierce aura was churning, his cold gaze fell on Lu Chen's body, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Lu, please!"
Lu Chen smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Han, please first." β
"Arrogance!" Han Wu's patience had already been wiped out by Lu Chen, and there was only one thought in his mind now, which was to suppress Lu Chen, and if the opportunity was good, he wouldn't mind killing this person who the Taixuanzong Yuan God asked him to kill.
Seeing Han Wu soar into the air, the ferocious power rolled out of his body, and an almost boundless light rose up.
The first Divine Sect who followed up had a little more emotion in his eyes: "No wonder Senior Brother Han dares to argue with Lu Chen, it turns out that his strength has reached this point!"
The cold light in Nie Chong's eyes flashed out, and he said in a deep voice: "The benefits this guy got this time seem to be really not small!"
I thought this guy was frizzy, but it seems that his mind is not as simple as it seems. β
Gong Qingyu smiled: "If it weren't for Senior Brother Han, who hated Lu Chen very much, I'm afraid we wouldn't have seen him burst out with all his strength!"
At the same time, the cultivators scattered in the various places of the gods and demons were also raising their eyes and shooting towards the two people in mid-air.
ββIn mid-air, Han Wu was covered in a chilling shock wave, shaking wildly: "Give me death!"
The cold light in Lu Chen's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "If you want me to die, this strength is far from enough!"
The one-legged bronze figure with the three-zhang body bursting up was critical in the air, and the ferocious shock wave exploded in an instant.
No matter how fierce Han Wu's attack was, Lu Chen defused it with ferocious power.
Just listening to the heaven and earth, the sound of a violent roar broke out, and the fierce power that exploded from Han Wu's body was smashed to pieces by him.
Lu Chen laughed loudly: "No matter how fierce your sword light is, if you want to suppress me, it's still not enough!"
"Bastard!" Han Wu saw the collapsing sword light, his heart ached, and he said sharply, "Okay, let you see Han's true strength." β
Han Wu pointed at his eyebrows, the ferocious power surged, and a blood-colored light and shadow bloomed from his body, and with a bang, it turned into a blood-colored sword blade that exuded strong blood qi.
As soon as the sword blade bloomed, it burst out with a momentum that surpassed Ning Dan, and even more so in the late stage of the secret realm, pointing directly at the peak of the secret realm.
Fierce and domineering, his breath was viscous, like a blood-colored river rising to the sky, across his head.
Lu Chen's eyebrows shook slightly: "Xuanyuan Weapon? It's not an ordinary Xuanyuan Weapon, it's really tough!"
The Xuanyuan weapon that broke out in Han Wu was much more fierce than the Xuanyuan weapon that erupted from Ji Shanhe who was killed by Lu Chen.
First, this blood-colored sword blade is incomparably compatible with Han Wu's breath, it is clearly the sword weapon that he has refined in his natal sacrifice, not like Ji Shanhe, which relies on the power of the Qingshan Courtyard Lord, and secondly, the power of this Xuanyuan weapon is much more fierce than the sword weapon of the Qingshan Courtyard Lord, and it is clear that it has reached the top level!
Lu Chen's facial muscles twitched a few times: "The Divine Sect is really amazing, the sword weapon that can only be used by a secret realm cultivator appears on your body so easily!"
"Why are you fighting with me?" Han Wu snapped his fingers, the blood-colored sword blade spun, and the fierce power shone out from the sword weapon, and the rumbling blood light swept across the sky, within a radius of a hundred zhang, it had already turned into a huge blood pool, and the strong blood qi was overwhelming, covering up some of the breath.
And Han Wu, who used such a sword weapon, was even more full of breath, and his entire body was much taller under the illumination of this kind of blood light.
When the other Divine Sect disciples saw all this, the look of awe in their eyes became much heavier: "Senior Brother Han's aura is really strong!"
"As the number one in Taixuanzong, how can you occupy the first place if you don't have any skills?"
The first of the gods sect, the excitement in his eyes was a little more: "If I remember correctly, the last time I saw this sword, it should have only been a Xuanyuan weapon...... It's only been less than a year, and when it reaches this level, Taixuanzong has really made a bloody investment!"
"Hehe, senior brother, why do you say that? If I'm not mistaken, your natal sword weapon should have reached this level!"
"Haha, everyone is the same, each other, don't say anything about anyone!"
"It's too!" each face, involuntarily with a deeper color.
In mid-air, Han Wu's cold gaze fell on Lu Chen: "This is Han's Blood Spirit Sword, hehe, this thing in your hand that is not even a Tianyuan weapon, how can it be my opponent! Let you see now, the power of the Blood Spirit Sword!"
With a bang, a violent breath burst out from the blood pool, the blood-colored sword blade rotated in the air, and all kinds of blood light bloomed violently, a force that was not a secret realm, and a force that was better than the secret realm had already crossed this world, and the fierce aura was rushing, and Han Wu rolled up the monstrous blood waves, rushing towards Lu Chen.
Lu Chen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he smiled: "The name of the Blood Spirit Sword is very majestic and domineering, but I don't know if it's really that powerful." β
"You dare to underestimate me, give me death!" Han Wu's good mood that he had finally accumulated dissipated on the spot, and the overwhelming waves of blood turned into a long sword that crossed the heavens and the earth, and with a buzz, he slashed down against the air and land dust.
Lu Chen only felt that the blood was shining on his face, and all kinds of strange powers, like thick chains, locked his whole person, trapped in place.
"Carving insect skills!" Lu Chen sneered, although the blood pool and the violent sword light crushed him, the spiritual machine was cut off, but his physical body was so fierce, the spiritual machine was sealed, and the qi and blood exploded! Circle after circle of blood-colored ripples bloomed from his body, directly turning into a blood-colored Dading, enveloping his whole person!