Chapter 513 Counting Saint Laurent

The high bridge, the inclined suspension cable, standing in the distance, you can see a figure climbing up quickly, the scene is thrilling!

Bang Bang Bang!

The Holy Light attack continued to hit the suspension rope beside Zhao Yan, splashing out a white rain of light.

Zhao Yan didn't pay attention to it, gritting his teeth and climbing higher and higher.

In a few moments he had climbed to the top of the pier, which was a few hundred meters above the ground, and Yves Saint Laurent could no longer attack him by virtue of his height.

"Boy, do you think that if you climb to a high place, I will not be your opponent?"

Yves Saint Laurent snorted coldly, and a white ghost floated in the air like a ghost. In fact, the amount of spiritual power he consumed at the moment was huge, and he also fell on the top of the bridge pier at the moment.

"It saves a little effort!" Yves Saint Laurent walked towards Zhao Yan.

As soon as Zhao Yan raised his hand, he took out the piece of icy cold meteoric iron, and after urging it with spiritual power, the icy cold power suddenly overflowed, turning into a frost long sword.

"It's just cold meteoric iron, do you think my cultivation is still afraid of the cold?"

Saint Laurent snorted coldly, his body shook violently, and outside his body, a layer of spiritual power barrier was instantly covered.

With this layer of spiritual power barrier, the cold meteoric iron in Zhao Yan's hand couldn't cause any harm to him at all!

Immediately, he took the silver cross in his hand, waved it and pounced on it!

Boom, boom, boom.

The two of them fought at the top of the pier of the bridge across the river, and the vehicles passing under the bridge saw white light rain falling from above from time to time, and they didn't know what it was.

Bang!

The silver Holy Light Cross smashed on Zhao Yan's body again, and in such a battle, Zhao Yan was completely defeated.

Saint Laurent's strength is too terrifying, he is already a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, both his combat skills and the weapons in his hands are more advanced and powerful!

Zhao Yan's icy meteoric iron, although it would be frozen into ice everywhere he went, but Saint Laurent's body was wrapped around a powerful spiritual power barrier, completely isolating the damage of frost!

The Holy Light Cross in Saint Laurent's hand is also very powerful, and it can easily break through the spiritual power barrier released by Zhao Yan!

"Even your thin spiritual power barrier wants to block me?" Saint Laurent snorted coldly, and the Holy Light Cross hit Zhao Yan's back again.

Rumble!

A holy light smashed on Zhao Yan's back, and suddenly a large amount of white light exploded into a rain of light and scattered from the air!

And in this white light, Zhao Yan was beaten to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, he had already encountered the strongest crisis ever!

The strong man in the middle stage of foundation building is not something he can deal with at this moment! Definitely crushed!

"Boy, if you are honestly controlled by me, I can still let you live, it's better than being killed by me!" Yves Saint Laurent smiled proudly, and the Holy Light Cross in his hand continued to be photographed mercilessly!

"You dream, I'd rather die than let you control me!" Zhao Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, waved the cold meteoric iron in his hand, and pounced again.

"Stupid young man, I said a long time ago that your short stick is useless to me!"

Saint Laurent's face showed a hideous color, he no longer showed mercy to his subordinates, the Holy Light Cross in his hand suddenly lit up under his full urging, and then slammed down towards Zhao Yan!

I only heard a loud bang, and this time the whole smashed on Zhao Yan's body, an astonishing amount of white light, splashing out in all directions, under this blow, Zhao Yan's body could no longer maintain balance, and fell directly from the high bridge pillar!

Looking at Zhao Yan, who was like a meteorite falling downward, Saint Laurent's face was cold, he held a silver cross in his hand, stood on the edge of the most high-end of the bridge pillar, looked down, and spit out two words in his mouth, "Look for death!" ”

But what he didn't expect was that at the moment when he fell from a high altitude, Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I've been waiting for this only opportunity for a long time!"

Zhao Yan's strength, if he wants to defeat Saint Laurent in a righteous and bright way, it is absolutely impossible to do it!

So he had to wait for an opportunity, waiting for Yves Saint Laurent to relax, and Zhao Yan found this perfect opportunity!

Right now, Yves Saint Laurent thought that he had been seriously injured and fell from mid-air, and he was sure to die, and Yves Saint Laurent had completely lost his vigilance!

"It's time!" Zhao Yan's eyes burst out!

At that moment, he grabbed the void with his big hand and grabbed the "Silk Sword" that he had not taken out before!

"Give it to me!"

"Slash!"

Saint Laurent didn't expect that at this point, Zhao Yan could still attack, and he suddenly released a flying sword!

By the time Yves Saint Laurent found out that this flying sword had reached his feet, it was too late!

"Not good!" Even if he urgently released his spiritual power barrier, it would be useless at all!

The level of this silk sword is also very high, second only to the real flying sword, completely ignoring his spiritual power barrier!

At that moment, Zhao Yan's eyes shot out dazzling light, and the finger cuffs controlled by his two fingers suddenly emitted all his spiritual power!

Cha!

After the 10,000-year-old gloomy peach wood was infused with an astonishing amount of spiritual power, it suddenly brightened, and this wooden sword had completely turned into a dazzling spiritual sword infused with spiritual power!

Where the sword goes, everything is slashed!

Saint Laurent's face turned white in a flash, and he hurriedly wanted to use his special skills to fly.

However, with a flash of blood, he let out a painful scream of pain!

In the midst of this screaming, one of his feet was cut off from his body and rolled out of the air!

"No!" Yves Saint Laurent's roar echoed over the river, anger rolling.

Dressed in a white robe, he was like a big white bird, hovering in the night sky for a moment before falling back to one side of the bridge.

He looked down to see that one of his feet had been completely severed from the knee down, and had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, there was a sound of water, and Zhao Yan had already fallen into the river below, and one of the feet of Brother Saint Laurent fell down together!

"Damn! Damn it! Damn it! Saint Laurent said three times in a row that he was already angry.

In his life, he doesn't know how many battles he has been able to get to where he is today, and he doesn't know how many opponents he has killed!

I didn't expect that today, it was planted in Zhao Yan's hands! Zhao Yan's cultivation was much weaker than him, but he still planted it!

"This bastard has been holding back, he has endured the attack of my Holy Light Cross, and he has insisted on not taking out his weapon! Just waiting for me to reveal my flaws...... Then, a sword cut off my leg! ”

"Nope! I was completely calculated by him! ”

At this moment, Yves Saint Laurent's face was extremely hideous, and he couldn't wait to tear Zhao Yan to pieces!

But now Zhao Yan has fled into the river and does not know where to go. And a large amount of blood was still flowing from his calves, and it was impossible for him to chase down Zhao Yan anymore!

(End of chapter)