Chapter 680: Green Sword!
"Cloud Sky Gate? Seeing that you are also a generation of strong people, why do you want to help the Iron War Dynasty poison the subjects of my Tiandu Kingdom? How can you bear it? "Wan Haoxiong has never heard of Yuntianmen, but seeing that the cultivation of the green sword is so high, presumably the power of this Yuntianmen is also extraordinary, and his heart is dark.
"Humph! The law of the jungle is like that of the ancient! This is the way of heaven! Marriott, do you decide it yourself, or do you bother to make a move? β
"Phew! What are you? If you want to kill our marshal, you have to pass our pass first! Shoot me, shoot him! As soon as Qingjian's words fell, there was an angry shout from below. One of Marriott-hsiang's lieutenants arrived with a large group of archers.
An order, ten thousand arrows are fired! A rain of arrows, under the cover of the night, loomed and shot straight towards the green sword.
Such a rain of arrows is very dense, there are almost no gaps, even if it is a fly, it is difficult to escape death.
However, in the face of this rain of arrows, Qingjian's expression was relaxed and untense. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes flashed with disdain.
"You wait for ants, you really don't know whether you live or die! Get the hell out of here! β
The green sword stood proudly in the void, with a cold drink, with a wave of his right sleeve, a green and bright light immediately burst into flames in the night, wrapping the rain of arrows and all the brains. As soon as this blue light came out, the rain of arrows that shot out of the sky froze in mid-air almost at the same time, and such a strange scene made Wan Haoxiong's heart jump out of his throat.
"Hmph...... Let you quietly immortal mana be powerful! Qingjian sneered, waved his left sleeve, and the sharp arrow fixed in mid-air slowly turned around, the arrow feather was aimed at himself, but the arrow was aimed at those archers.
Marriott's heart sank violently, and he hurriedly shouted, "Hide!" β
However, before Marriott's roar could disperse, the frozen rain of arrows shot out again, but it completely changed direction and shot at the archers, several times faster than before.
With such a domineering rain of arrows, the archers couldn't dodge at all, only to hear bursts of screams, which sounded like a splash. The archers fell down in pieces like wheat that had been cut down, and in the blink of an eye hundreds of casualties were killed.
These archers, all brought out by Wan Haoxiong, were suddenly hit so hard that Wan Haoxiong's painful heart was about to be broken into eight petals.
"I'M CAO YOUR GRANDMA!" Marriott roared, raised the purple gold dragon spear, and stabbed towards the green sword.
"Huh...... is just a true qi eightfold, and he dares to act in front of this seat? Go back! β
Qingjian obviously didn't put Wanhaoxiong in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a blue-green sword light immediately slashed towards Wanhaoxiong.
As soon as this sword came out, Marriott's heart suddenly froze. That feeling was like being targeted by death, and the hairs all over my body stood up one by one, not to mention, even in the cracks of the bones, there seemed to be gusts of cold wind, which kept passing through.
In the face of the consummation realm, the ninefold peak can only be tied up, not to mention the eightfold peak of Marriott Xiong?
Before the sword reached Wan Haoxiong, Wan Haoxiong's heart had sunk to the bottom, and the whole person was ready to accept death.
However, at this moment, a strange air flow suddenly burst out of the purple gold dragon spear, and through Wan Haoxiong's palm, it went straight into his body.
The chill in Wan Haoxiong's body was instantly swept away by this air current, and then, the purple gold dragon spear in his hand seemed to come to life, and it began to tremble incessantly. A burst of majestic and vast dragon groans suddenly made a big splash between heaven and earth.
"What's going on?" Qingjian, who was about to kill Marriott, suddenly changed his complexion, and felt a very threatening aura.
"Could it be him?" Qing Jian looked at Wan Haoxiong in surprise, because the place where Wan Haoxiong was at this time was the source of this terrifying aura.
"That gun is ......" But soon, Qingjian's gaze fell on the purple gold dragon spear in his hand from Wan Haoxiong's body, and his complexion changed dramatically.
At this moment, Wan Haoxiong suddenly erupted, and the purple gold dragon spear in his hand suddenly rushed forward, a faint cloud of smoke, not real, but it could be seen that it was a dragon-shaped purple energy, and suddenly burst out from the tip of the purple gold dragon spear, and hit it straight towards the sword of the green sword.
Click! Rumble!
The two collided together, and the sword rays from the green sword were instantly torn apart, and they quickly returned to smoke and dust. And the purple dragon qi slowly dissipated.
This scene made Qing Jian's eyes pop out, and a martial artist with eight true qi actually caught the killing move of him, a perfect powerhouse, which was like an ant carrying an elephant, which was simply incredible.
Qingjian was stunned, and Wan Haoxiong was also taken aback, and at the same time, a wave of ecstasy that was expressed was even more irresistibly flooding in his heart. It wasn't until this moment that Wan Haoxiong realized that the purple gold dragon spear that his precious son had built for him was a hundred times more powerful than he imagined.
"Dog Ri's! Scourge the people of my Tiandu country, kill the soldiers of my Tiandu country, today, Lao Tzu makes you look good! β
The brave performance of the purple gold dragon spear gave Marriott Xiong's incomparable confidence and fighting spirit.
A purple gold dragon spear, thousands of energy, swaying and flying, at first glance, like a piece of pear blossoms withering in the wind, cold-eyed, gorgeous, noble and full of Xiao Se murderous machine!
A shot is out, and the clouds move in all directions. The power of the purple gold dragon spear, together with Wan Haoxiong's true qi, exploded together, setting off a series of attacks, and the domineering rushed towards the green sword.
"How can it be!" Unexpectedly, an eightfold martial artist dared to show his fangs to himself, and Qingjian only felt as if he had been greatly insulted, and he was full of anger. With a slight flick of his wrist, a thin long sword immediately appeared in his palm.
This thin sword, the whole body is like a jadeite carving, emerald green, extremely gorgeous, aura bi people, at first glance is not ordinary.
The green sword is in his hand, and the figure of the green sword is swept obliquely, floating out of the dust, and it is extremely agile. Dancing through the sky of guns and flowers sacrificed by Marriott Xiong, it is like entering a no-man's land!
This kind of body method, how exquisite, Wan Haoxiong has never seen it, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry in shock.
No matter how dense the snow-white spear flowers flying in the sky were, even a trace of the corner of the green sword could be touched.
Wan Haoxiong's heart suddenly cooled down, he still thought about everything too naΓ―vely, and it was simply whimsical to want to use the benefits of this purple gold dragon spear to fight against the green sword.
The figure of the green sword is so strange and unpredictable, even if the purple gold dragon spear is domineering and powerful, no matter how powerful it is, what is the point of stabbing people?
If this purple gold dragon spear can really replace everything, then why should Wan Dong ask Wan Youqi to bring him a superior immortal technique?
"Marriott Xiong, let's take your life!" Wan Haoxiong's dense rain of spear flowers in the sky was completely ignored by the green sword, as if it was only one step, the green sword arrived in front of Wan Haoxiong, his wrist trembled, and thousands of Dao Sen cold sword light converged into a terrifying sword with the thickness of a bucket in the air, stabbing straight towards Wan Haoxiong's heart.
Wan Haoxiong couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and subconsciously blocked the purple gold dragon spear in front of his chest.
As if sensing that Wan Haoxiong was in danger, bursts of purple qi suddenly erupted from the purple gold dragon spear, emitting bursts of dragon groans.
Rumble!
There was a loud bang that shook the earth and exploded, and Marriott Xiong's whole person was like a baseball that had been pumped away, spitting blood and flying backwards.
When Wan Youqi saw this scene, she screamed sadly, and rushed forward desperately.
The head-on blow of the consummate powerhouse, how heavy is that? Wan Youqi is going to despair at this time!
However, when Wan Youqi flew to Wan Haoxiong and was about to help him up and check his situation carefully, Wan Haoxiong's burly body suddenly stood up by himself.
"Big brother, you ......"
Wan Youqi was taken aback, and after a closer look, although there were still traces of blood on the corners of Wan Haoxiong's mouth, his face was not ugly, nor was he very painful, his eyes were still bright and bright, even a blind person could see that Wan Haoxiong's injuries were far less serious than she imagined.
What's going on? Could it be that Qingjian, a perfect powerhouse, is actually a silver-like pewter spear head, which is useless?
Wan Youqi was confused, and Wan Haoxiong was also confused for a while.
The sword released by Fang Cai Qingjian was indeed extremely domineering and powerful, and Wan Haoxiong only felt that he was about to be torn apart in this sword, but who knew that it would be such a result.
"It's this gun again!" When Wan Haoxiong and Wan Youqi were puzzled, Qingjian's voice suddenly sounded beside them.
Wan Haoxiong looked up and saw that the green sword had reached three steps in front of him at some point. As long as he stretches out his hand, he and Wan Youqi can be put to death together! Marriott's ambition shook wildly, and the powerhouse of this consummation realm was by no means something he could challenge.
However, Qingjian did not take the opportunity to take the lives of their brothers and sisters, but a pair of eyes were fixed on the purple gold dragon spear in Wan Haoxiong's hand, with doubts and interest on his face.
"Hand over this gun, this seat can give your brothers and sisters a good time!" A cold light flashed in Qing Jian's eyes, and he said coldly.
This purple gold dragon spear was made by Wan Dong himself, and it is extremely precious to Wan Haoxiong, how can he give it to others casually?
Without thinking about it, Wan Haoxiong angrily reprimanded: "Let your mother's fart, unless Lao Tzu is dead!" β
"Good! If you want to die, this seat will fulfill you! β
"Protect the marshal!" Seeing that the green sword was moving, Wan Youqi's heart shook wildly, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Wan Haoxiong, and then he was angry and sank into the dantian, and the purple and gold double knives in his hands flashed with purple brilliance at the same time.
"Hahaha...... Even your brother is no match for me, so you're too self-conscious, aren't you? Seeing Wan Youqi shoot at himself, Qingjian looked up to the sky and let out a wild laugh, his face full of disdain and sarcasm.
Wan Haoxiong was also taken aback, and without waiting for his body to stand firm, he shouted loudly, "Don't youqi, come back quickly!" ββ¦β¦