Chapter 340: Just a sword
Han Zuo had disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already within a foot of the Ten Spirits.
He can't say more than ten spirits, so he can only use his strength to keep this noisy guy shut his mouth. "Ice Feather Killing Array!"
Han Zuo's right hand walked towards the top of the Ten Spirits' heads, and countless tiny Ice Orchid Leaves were wrapped around it, and in the next moment, the Ice Feather Killing Array in his hand swelled out, enveloping all of the Ten Spirits.
The expression in the eyes of the Ten Spirits flashed, in this case, he would not have any psychological burden to kill the Cold Curse Lan Clan. Not to mention how many innocent people the Han Curse Lan clan killed in the cultivation world, it was such an idea that the Ten Spirits wanted to envelop all of them, and the Ten Spirits had enough reasons to kill him.
Although the Ten Spirits have also had innocent lives in their hands, the Ten Spirits believe that what they do is for the sake of the great righteousness and the selfish interests of the lesser righteousness, and the Ten Spirits will not cause unprovoked killing.
"Human Array!" A layer of transparent enchantment appeared out of thin air in front of the Ten Spirits and the others, making Han Zuo who attacked defenseless, this combat skill has no energy fluctuations, if it wasn't for Han Zuo slowing down in time, I'm afraid he would have crashed into it by now.
Controlling the human array again, it gave the Ten Spirits the feeling that it was not only powerful, but also a strange feeling appeared in his heart, and he didn't go for a long time.
The current human array is indeed much stronger than before, these people are a big level higher than the cultivation level of the guards of the Hai family, and they naturally have more things to experience, and the special energy that can be provided by the human array is naturally a lot more.
The blow almost failed, Han Zuo became angry, and shouted directly at the clansmen who were watching not far away: "Shoot together and kill them!"
Although he hadn't attacked the Ten Spirits' defensive skills yet, Han Zuo was sure that this skill couldn't last a breath in his hands, and the reason why he wanted to call the Shang Clansmen was to see the Ten Spirits' fearful expressions in the face of absolute strength.
However, the truth was going to disappoint Han Zuo, his people had already arrived at his side, each concentrating their own combat skills, preparing to bombard the transparent barrier in front of him, but he could not see the slightest fear in the expression of the ten spirits.
On the expression of the ten spirits, not only was there no fear, but even a little confused, coupled with the clarity in this guy's eyes, there was a strange aura on his whole face.
Han Zuo was furious, in his eyes, the confusion on Shiling's face was a naked mockery of him, how could he not be angry?
"Let's see how long you can laugh!" Han Sa's angry face showed a fierce look, and he casually waved away the group combat technique condensed on his right hand, the Cold Ice Feather Killing Array, and began to condense the handprints that made people's hearts throb at a glance.
When his clansmen's combat skills hit the human formation, his combat skills finally slowly took shape, followed by an explosion of applause.
"Spellword!"
Between Han Zuo's lips and one by one, a strange energy came out of his mouth, penetrated the human array, and finally landed on the left chest of the Ten Spirits.
At this moment, the agility in Shi Ling's eyes suddenly recovered, he did not suppress the fishy sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Shi Ling's mouth, he was obviously not lightly injured, but Shi Ling's face did not have any solemn expression, but instead evoked a smile, which made Han Zuo, who was still proud a moment ago, feel inexplicably frightened in his heart.
Shi Ling could still laugh when he got his hand, this strange feeling made Han Zuo's scalp tingle, and he always felt that he had made a fatal mistake somewhere.
"The end of the crossbow!" said Han Zuo, gritting his teeth, he didn't allow a feeling of fear to appear in his heart, he forcibly thought that this was the mind of the Ten Spirits that made him feel weird and retreated. He condensed an ice sword in his hand and continued to strike.
"Are you too naïve to disturb my mind? ”
Ten Spirits just smiled when he heard this, he looked at the human formation barrier that was already crumbling under the attack of these people, and simply closed his eyes.
"Hahaha, you all have to die, your boss has given up resistance, hahahaha!" Han Zuo laughed, wanting to make these people inside automatically disintegrate, because the sense of crisis in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
"Has Brother Ten Spirits given up yet?" Some people don't understand why Ten Spirits is injured, closes their eyes, and gives up. Although these people in front of them are not weak, they are obviously not as strong as the Ten Spirits in their eyes, why the Ten Spirits would give up, they can't understand.
"yes, why give up, we don't want to die!"
The mood of these people was affected, the light above the human circle dimmed in an instant, and the speed of the opening of the crack above became faster, and in this case, it was obvious that their defense would disappear in the next moment.
"Shut up!" Qin Yuxin shouted, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, although the behavior of the Ten Spirits was a bit weird, but if Qin Yuxin wanted to believe that the Ten Spirits had given up, it would never be possible, he had seen the methods of the Ten Spirits, how could he be defeated without a fight?
If he made the plan of the Ten Spirits fall into passivity at this moment because of his poor discipline, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the wrath of the Ten Spirits.
Before Qin Yuxin's words fell, the state of the ten spirits changed, and the human array also became strong again, and the cracks on it disappeared in this instant.
Everyone only saw that the body of the ten spirits gradually rose in the air, his hands spread out, and countless thoughts began to merge into his palms.
This instantaneous change made everyone stunned, and the people of the Cold Curse Lan clan couldn't help but stop the attack momentum in their hands, and the human array returned to its original state, how could they fight?
"Run!" Han Zuo shouted, he could no longer hide the fear in his eyes, and turned around and ran, because it was at this moment that the sense of crisis in his heart was infinitely magnified, and the last self-deception in his heart was buried by the fear brought by the boundless breath.
He finally began to flee backwards desperately, and his state of mind was also shattered in the ups and downs of this time.
"Fleeing !!" Although Hanzuo's clansmen were aware of it, they still did not go in one direction when they fled, but scattered and ran.
"Escape?" The sound of the ten spirits is like a flood of bells, and it is extremely domineering.
"Can you escape?" The light in his eyes was great, and the ten spirits were pointed at as a sword, and a transparent lightsaber ten zhang long and one zhang wide had already appeared in the air, and the momentum on it was the Ning Yuan Realm!
"Slash!"
Spit out a word, and the lightsaber drew an arc with the ten spirits as the center against the ground, and everywhere it passed, it was devastating and decaying, and everything was broken.
"Ah......h
Countless screams rang out, and countless green blood mist exploded in the air, making people's scalps tingle. There was only fear left in Qin Yuxin's eyes, and Ye Teng's eyes also had an indescribable taste, and everyone in the Qin family only felt a cold air rushing to the heavenly spirit from under their feet.
"One...... It's just a sword. "There are a few cultivators who are secretly watching here, their faces are extremely ugly, and they have killed the Cold Curse Lan clan with a single sword, and some of them have not even been able to scream and turn into two, such strength They have not even encountered in this trace, even in the ruins.
In their eyes, the ten spirits are like the gods three feet above their heads, sacred and inviolable, and the fate of offending the gods is the stumps and broken bones all over the ground.