Section 141 The Sword

At this time, Zhang Lan's strange appearance not only shocked the Zheman in front of him, but even Lu Sheng, who fell under the giant tree, was frightened, and the blue rays that gushed out from his seven orifices did not know whether it was light or flame, and together they made Zhang Lan's head look like a burning torch at this time, but in this burning torch, Zhang Lan's face also showed a sneer that made people shudder down his spine, so that Lu Sheng, who was far away from the battlefield, felt a chill.

At this moment, Zhang Lan's appearance was even more terrifying in Lu Sheng's eyes than a philosopher with a white skeleton. Although he was frightened of the great changes in the human race in front of him, the battle-hardened Zheman only came back to his senses after a short period of stunned, but the pent-up anger in his heart made the flames in his body burn more vigorously, and the light emitted by those swords floating in the air at this moment was also more intense, in his roar, those sharp swords, in the air pulled out the light and flowed in front of him Zhang Lan slashed down again, this more violent attack made the sword in the air The howls were all connected, On the outskirts of the forest, it sounds like a landslide that sweeps over everything and destroys everything.

Just when the incomparably powerful sword stabbed at Zhang Lan, the indestructible air wall just now did not appear at this time, which made Zheman greatly relieved, in his plan, this time was far superior to the previous quantity and quality of the blow, even if most of the sharp swords were blocked by the air wall, as long as there were one or two penetrating protections, Zhang Lan could be killed. And the vast majority of the sharp swords in his attack this time were originally used for containment, and only a few of them were his real killing moves, which were the key to breaking through the air wall protection. Although he is reckless, it is absolutely impossible for him to survive the battlefield and grow to the point where he is today, without brains.

The air wall did not appear, which made Zheman's strategy fail, but it also made him greatly relieved, imagining the appearance of this insect that teased him three times and twice being pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, even if the human in front of him was as weird as a torch, it also made him smile involuntarily.

But just as his smile bloomed, it froze on his face in an instant. Because the all-encompassing sword was about to shoot through Zhang Lan's body, but it suddenly disappeared strangely around him.

Hundreds of sharp swords that reached their bodies disappeared almost at the same time, if it weren't for the fact that the streamers in the air were still swaying, and the roar in the forest was still echoing, it would make people wonder if the hundred air swords had ever existed, and whether this amazing attack had been issued.

When Zhe Man slashed at him with a huge air sword, Zhe Man, who was burning like a torch, did not even look back at those sharp swords, and did not let go of his grip on Zhe Man's arm bones, and when those sharp swords disappeared in the air, he smiled even more contemptuously when he looked at Zhe Man, and wisps of blue flame escaped from the corners of his hooked mouth.

Seeing this situation, the anger in his chest was almost about to ignite himself, how could he have been so humiliated, most of the enemies who had done humiliating things to him on the battlefield had become fragmented corpses in his hands, and those enemies he could not strengthen, he would also make them pay enough price, and although the nickname of "reckless man" was joking among his comrades, but in his opinion, it was an affirmation of himself, and his reckless iron and blood was a banner he erected himself was the pride of his lone battlefield, And this part of his pride is also the fuel of his anger, the root of his breaking through the shackles of mortals.

And today, in the hands of this worm, his pride has been repeatedly humiliated, and even almost lost his life by the giant beast trap he designed, and after breaking through the fourth layer of refining and entering the fifth layer, he thought that he could easily pinch this insect to death, but at this moment, this insect has changed like this, all this is as if there is an invisible hand playing with him between applause.

Under these circumstances, his anger was so great that even the slightest flame spilled out of his blood-pooled eyes. "Click." A crisp sound of fracture came from under the arm bone that was grabbed by Zhang Lan, and Zheman, who was in a rage, broke one of the arm bones that was caught in order to get rid of Zhang Lan's clamps. Then he quickly jumped backwards for a distance of nearly ten meters, without any hesitation, he let out a roar and his upper and lower jaws were like a city gate, and a thick colored column of air nearly one meter erupted from his mouth, like an angry dragon going out to sea, straight towards Zhang Lan in front of him.