Chapter 169: Wing Texture
The Great Elder stood in place, withdrew his golden palm, his silver hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were terrifying, and he looked like he was self-serving, which brought a great oppressive force to people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
And Yang Han was also standing on the other side, confronting the Great Elder from afar, his white robe hunting, his expression was arrogant, and his body was full of an indescribable temperament.
Through the short battle just now, the two of them knew that they had encountered a great enemy of life and death this time, and the Great Elder was even more powerful than Yang Han imagined, full of blood and energy, and was in the golden age.
And the Great Elder was even more surprised by Yang Han, because he had cultivated for dozens or hundreds of years to reach the point where he is now, but how old was Yang Han's nephew, who was so much younger than him? It seems that it will be a few months before he will really become an adult, and after such a fight, the Great Elder is depressed and wants to vomit blood, as if he has lived to a dog for so many years.
And the strong people watching around, all of them have flashing eyes, seeing is believing, hearing is false, there have always been rumors before, Yang Han has been so beautiful these days, how powerful, how strong he has collided with Baojian Mountain, and he has defeated the top genius disciples of the two regions in the southwest in a row, and now seeing his fight with the Great Elder, everyone knows that the rumors are true, no wonder they can stir up trouble in that kind of chaotic place.
"It's terrifying."
The Great Elder's eyes burst into flames, staring at Yang Han tightly, and the sword qi that burst out from his body became even more powerful, like a knife slashing at everyone's bodies, and the grand square was all quiet at this moment, and an invisible killing machine surged out from the Great Elder's body.
In the face of such a top powerhouse in the foundation building realm, Yang Han suddenly felt a sense of crisis at this moment, although he still had hole cards that he had not used, but the other party was also likely to turn defeat into victory and inflict a fatal blow on himself.
Without saying a word, Yang Han directly took out the purple electric spirit sword, the slender sword body was glowing with a simple luster, and there was an immortal mystical power faintly flowing on it, and the terrifying power of lightning and thunder was surging in it, and the oppressive scene was about to suffocate.
"Spirit-level weapons, he actually has spirit-level weapons?"
Many of the older generations secretly exclaimed, their eyes were blazing, the number of spirit swords was very small among the many sects in the Southern Regions, Baojian Mountain, Guyue Sword Sect and other giants were okay, and spirit-level weapons were not too difficult to obtain, but some second- and third-rate sects were tragic, especially some small sects, thank God for being able to have semi-spiritual weapons, even if they were as strong as the Sword Yuan Sect, the Luoxia Sword Sect, up and down, there were only four or five handles, almost all of them were controlled by real big people, and it was difficult for ordinary people to even get in touch.
Now seeing that Yang Han easily took out a real spirit sword, how could he not make some strong people blush?
As Yang Han slowly injected energy into the Purple Electric Sword, it began to resurrect, wisps of thunder and electricity overflowed, crackling, and the void around it was unstable and full of violent aura.
"There is actually a spirit sword? Very good, take it. ”
The Great Elder's eyes burst out, and his right hand poked out again, this time the golden light on his palm was even more dazzling, and wisps of mysterious wing textures were intertwined on the skin of his palm, and a terrifying mystical power bloomed in it, and the vast power filled most of the square, grabbing towards Yang Han's spirit sword, terrifying.
"Oh my God, what kind of treasure is that? The palms of his hands are intertwined with golden wing textures, and he actually shakes the spirit-level weapon with his bare hands like this, which is conceited enough. ”
Some elite disciples were sighing.
Yang Han stared at the big golden hand tightly, his expression became solemn, this is definitely not an ordinary treasure technique, it must be prepared, and then the strength exploded, the long sword in his right hand shook, and in an instant, the purple electric spirit sword shook hundreds of times, forming an extremely powerful vibration force, carrying thunder and lightning all over the sky, and attacking the big hand with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.
The Great Elder really deserves to be the most veteran Foundation Building Realm powerhouse, his own foundation is very thick, far beyond those of the same level, the golden big hands are like Tianyue, the texture of the wings stretches out, and the infinite divine power is spewed, as if it can oppress the sky.
While.
The big hand he stretched out was even more terrifying than the power of some third-order sword tricks, and the purple lightning spirit sword that hit it roared, and it almost flew out of his hand.
Yang Han's heart shook instantly, what happened to this great elder's golden hand? Unexpectedly, it became so hard all of a sudden, and it could even be compared to his pure yang body, if it weren't for the fact that his strength was several times thicker than that of ordinary cultivators, maybe he might really be beaten out by him.
Taking advantage of the stalemate, Yang Han immediately made a decision, stretched out his left hand, used his palm as a knife, and slashed at the arm of the Great Elder, where the hand knife passed, the vacuum all burst.
"Hmph."
The Great Elder snorted coldly, and also stretched out his left hand, which was still covered by a layer of golden texture, extremely dazzling, and where his palm fingers passed, the vacuum was pitch black, as if it had collapsed under his pressure.
"Boom."
In the end, the palm fingers and the hand knife collided fiercely, making a dull sound of metal, as if the gods were forging divine iron, piercing the golden cracking stone, tearing the sky, making people's eardrums hurt, and then the two quickly withdrew their left hands, trembling slightly, it was obvious that in this confrontation, neither of them made a profit.
"How the hell did he get there? This is definitely not his original physical strength. ”
Yang Han and the Great Elder separated instantly, stopped fighting, and were secretly looking at each other, with Yang Han's pure yang body, known as the body of the god of war, they could not completely suppress the golden hands of the Great Elder, this is really a bit incomprehensible, you must know that the physical strength of the pure yang body is extremely amazing.
"He must have relied on some kind of secret method or treasure weapon to get to this point." Yang Han chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, it was obvious that the Great Elder had made a series of preparations for today, and was waiting for him to come to his door to die.
"I didn't save you today."
The Great Elder walked towards Yang Han step by step, condescending, with a faint look down on him, the killing intent in his eyes flowed, the golden wind was mighty, and the big golden hand grabbed it again, only taking the purple electric spirit sword.
"You're too conceited to think you'll be able to suppress me?"
"The power of energy transforms, the power of vibration."
Yang Han's energy erupted again, pouring into the spirit sword, and then it was pulled into strips, thin lines, covering the entire sword body, and then the power of vibration was fully opened, through the amplification of countless thin lines, it suddenly became extremely violent, thousands of shaking forces blasted out, landslides and tsunamis, like thousands of heavenly wolves, pounced fiercely, wanting to smash everything.
Rumble.
The long sword roared, the sound waves were like a sea, thousands of lines of energy, with the power of vibration, it was simply a torrent of impact, the golden right hand of the Great Elder was trembling at once, and the golden skin on it seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of this vibration at this moment, cracking cracks and rolling blood; Flowed out.
"Look for death."
The Great Elder was furious, he didn't expect Yang Han's combat skills to be so terrifying, he shattered his big hand at once, roared angrily, and more golden wing textures appeared, and then grew on his skin like countless golden feathers, each wing was lifelike, intertwined with dense complex Dao and Reason, covering the entire palm and arm, and the strength skyrocketed several times again. Bang. The terrifying golden hand pierced through Yang Han's energetic attack at once, and the power could shake the sky, catch the stars and the moon, and then brutally grasp the spirit sword.