Chapter 200: The End of the Crossbow
The huge Thunderblade Python, like an ancient desolate dragon beast, roared wildly at Yan Lan, releasing shocking fluctuations.
"Dying throes!"
Yan Lan drank coldly, his eyes were fixed on the Thunder Blade Python, and as soon as his mind moved, he immediately broke a crack in the front end of the golden ball, and the golden ability was like a balloon leaking, and it went straight to the Thunder Blade Python.
Two energies, an instant hedge.
At this moment, there was no loud explosion.
I saw that the golden ability was like molten iron in the water of king, no matter how the thunder blade python rushed up, there was no return, and it was instantly dissipated by the golden ability into a free state of thunder, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
Situ Zhaoyun stared solemnly at the constantly dissolving thunder blade, his eyes became more and more crazy, he immediately jumped up, held the spirit talisman, smiled evilly, and slapped Yan Lan fiercely.
Yan Lan's eyes froze, and he shouted: "Look for death!"
After speaking, Yan Lan freed his right hand, and the red melt sword immediately appeared, and the silk thunder filled the sword body, and with a loud shout, he slashed towards Situ Zhaoyun fiercely.
"Boom!"
Yan Lan only felt that the Red Molten Sword was like slashing against a piece of hard metal, making a sharp buzzing sound.
"Yan Lan, with this little trick, you can't break my spirit rune, suffer death, ten thousand thunder runes!" Situ Zhaoyun's eyes were filled with even more intense madness.
"Ten Thousand Thunder Talismans, I didn't expect the Situ family to be able to refine such a spirit rune, looking at its power, I am afraid that it will be like another Situ Zhaoyun participating in the war. Today's Yanlan is simply a battle two, and the chance of victory is even slimmer!"
Among the monks who watched the battle, there were many people with outstanding knowledge, and they immediately saw the mystery of the Ten Thousand Thunder Talisman.
At this time, Yan Lan found that the spirit rune in Situ Zhaoyun's palm released a thunder blade storm, and the power was actually not under the ten thousand thunder blades released by Situ Zhaoyun's body.
Two thunder blade pythons surrounded Yan Lan from different directions, and tens of thousands of thunder blades frantically trapped Yan Lan in the center.
"Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Fu!" Yan Lan's eyes were solemn, and then the corners of his mouth opened and he sneered contemptuously, "No matter what tricks you play, I will kill your hope of victory." ”
With a wave of his right hand, Yan Lan released a ball of light with a diameter of nearly two feet, and as soon as his mind moved, he entered and exited the Zen heart space again.
Everyone only felt that Yan Lan's figure flashed, and the ball of light was filled with golden abilities.
"This kid of the Yan clan is a little strange, where did this golden ability come from, and I don't see how it works, as if it was generated out of thin air. Many of the monks who watched the battle wondered.
In fact, every monk has the secret of each monk, which is their life-saving hole card, and it is taboo to find out the root of it, unless you have the ability to peek into the mystery.
Therefore, they are confused, and it is not easy for them to ask for clarification.
The high-level leaders of the various clans also had different expressions, carefully investigating the source of Yan Lan's golden ability.
Yan Lan's palms were facing each other, and there was a golden ball suspended in the middle, and in the blink of an eye, he drank it suddenly, and the golden ball exploded violently.
A massive golden ability swept in all directions like a planet exploding.
Tens of thousands of thunder blades, in a matter of moments, the golden ability that was exploded swept away, leaving only the free thunder energy wandering between the heavens and the earth irregularly.
"Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade...... It's just broken?"
"How is it possible, Situ Zhaoyun's Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade, but with the blessing of Lei Dan, how can it be broken with one move?"
“......”
When many monks looked at a circle where the blade of thunder was not left, and looked at Situ Zhaoyun with a dull expression, at this moment, it seemed to span two time and space, and there was a sense of a long time as if they were separated from each other.
One moment, the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade was still violent, and the next moment, everything was gone. This sharp change in vision naturally makes everyone have a huge psychological gap.
Situ Hengyi couldn't help but jump up from his seat, and his old spicy eyes released an unbelievable look. Looking at Yan Lan's gaze, he suddenly became ruthless.
"This son must not be kept, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"
Situ Hengyi pinched the stone seat under him, and when his palm was removed, the hard side of the stone seat had turned into powder.
Yan Lan's body turned, facing Situ Zhaoyun directly, and with a movement of his right hand, he immediately released a huge spirit element, guiding the golden ability to cover his entire body.
"I warned you a long time ago, don't be arrogant, now, pay the price for your viciousness!"
Yan Lan's red melting sword pointed directly at Situ Zhaoyun, and the huge power of the thunder soul stabbed Situ Zhaoyun along the sword body.
Situ Zhaoyun's expression changed drastically, he didn't expect Yan Lan to be able to break through the Thunder Blade Storm with one move, and from Yan Lan's sword, he felt a strong killing intent.
At this moment, Situ Zhaoyun is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and his most powerful hole card has been broken by Yan Lan, even if he still has a lot of combat power, but the battle intent in the depths of his soul is no longer vibrant.
However, the strong still have the background of the strong, and just when the power of Yan Lan's thunder soul was about to invade Situ Zhaoyun's body, a silver light appeared on Situ Zhaoyun's body, blocking most of the power of the thunder soul for him.
Yan Lan's eyebrows tightened, and he snorted coldly: "There are a lot of magic weapons, I'll see how many magic weapons you have for you to resist my attacks." ”
Smiling proudly, Yan Lan's palm suddenly grasped the Red Molten Sword, and suddenly, the five elements of energy between heaven and earth swarmed together, and in the blink of an eye, the Red Molten Sword turned into a three-zhang sword gang.
"Sacrifice your strongest magic weapon!"
Yan Lan roared, and the huge sword gang slapped towards Situ Zhaoyun like a divine whip.
"Bang!"
Situ Zhaoyun was slapped to the ground, and the silver light around him flickered even more intensely.
"Okay, what a powerful talisman. I'd like to see how many times it can protect you!"
After speaking, Yan Lan frantically absorbed the energy of the five elements, and gradually increased the doping of the golden ability, and the three zhang sword gang, as if whipping a criminal, sword after sword, continued to slash at Situ Zhaoyun's body.
Every time he slashed, Situ Zhaoyun's body would flash with silver light.
It's just that every time it passes, the silver light on Situ Zhaoyun's body will dim a little.
Situ Zhaoyun's qi was completely locked by Yan Lan, and his momentum had fallen to the upper hand, and for a while, the genius who had been extremely majestic in the past and had never fallen to this point was extremely unsuitable for this kind of fighting method that was covered and fought.
However, the more uncomfortable they are, the more powerless they are to resist.
"Die!"
Yan Lan gathered another sword, and the silver light on Situ Zhaoyun's body finally made a crisp sound and shattered.
At this moment, Situ Zhaoyun's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yan Lan, if you kill me, our Situ family will never give up, hahaha......"
Situ Zhaoyun completely entered a state of madness, and the magic weapon was sacrificed unwillingly, part of it was used for defense, and part of it was rushed to attack Yan Lan like a spark.
However, these magic weapons were sacrificed by him in a hurry, although there were quite a few of them, but they were all weak and could not cause any harm to Yan Lan at all.
Yan Lan pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Situ Xiao'er, thank you for giving me the magic weapon, I'm not welcome, and I accepted it for you." ”
Immediately, Yan Lan's right hand rolled, and more than a dozen magic weapons were swept over by him and included in the storage ring.
Situ Zhaoyun froze, and couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart. These magic weapons are all high-grade magic weapons given to him by the family, and even most of the clansmen who are a generation higher than him are not qualified to have these magic weapons, but he didn't expect that this panic attack would cheapen Yan Lan in vain.
"Yan Lan, I'll fight with you!" Situ Zhaoyun roared wildly, and the spirit yuan around him skyrocketed, like a dangerous cannonball, shooting straight at Yan Lan.
Yan Lan smiled faintly and said, "My life is more precious than yours, and I won't play desperate stupid things with you." ”
With a movement of his fingers, several golden abilities shot towards Situ Zhaoyun, instantly breaking through several loopholes in his defenses.
"Vulnerable!"
Yan Lan's eyes were cold, and he poured all the golden abilities covering his body into the Red Molten Sword, and the huge golden sword gang slashed towards Situ Zhaoyun without hesitation.