Chapter Thirty-Six: The Power of Devouring (Ask for Recommendation!Ask for Collection!)
Ye Han landed gorgeously, and his posture was very handsome, which made the woman blush.
Thrillingly dodging the thin man's weird and tricky sword, Ye Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then became even more angry.
If it weren't for Ye Han's strong physical toughness and fast reaction speed, it is estimated that he would have become a eunuch by now.
Anyone who encounters something like this will probably get angry!
The baby who passed on the ancestry, his second child still feels cold and swishing, and he has been frightened a lot.
"Bastard, you like Zigong so much, then I'll help you!" Ye Han gritted his teeth, his eyes red.
The right leg glared, and the figure burst out, like a detached cannonball, and the attack was amazing!
In three or two steps, he came to the thin man, the long sword in his hand slashed horizontally, and the sharp sword qi was like a giant dragon, whistling past.
Faintly, you can still hear the sound of the dragon's groan, the sword aura is dazzling, and the stabbing eyes hurt.
"Not good!" the thin man screamed, his face extremely solemn.
This time the kick hit the iron plate, at first Ye Han's aura was restrained, and he deliberately released the strength of a fifth-level martial artist, thus misleading the burly man and the thin man.
These two people had always thought that Ye Han was just a fifth-level martial artist, and they could be crushed with just one finger, who would have thought that he would be so powerful.
The thin man hurriedly dodged, the sword was majestic and powerful, and the sword qi touched those big trees, as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.
The sharp sword qi crisscrossed this place, and no matter what it was, as long as it encountered this sword qi, it would be shattered.
Even if it was a boulder of several thousand catties, Ye Han's sword qi still split.
The thin man was frightened, dodged again and again, looking for an opportunity to make a move.
As soon as he found an opportunity, the thin man would use that extremely tricky and strange swordsmanship, like a poisonous snake, to the point.
The sword qi of the two collided, making a piercing sound, the wind howled, and the leaves fell, and a big battle was staged in such a venue for a while.
Although the thin man said that he was only a ninth-level martial artist, his swordsmanship was weird, and Ye Han had to defend frequently to avoid being sneak attacked, so that Ye Han's strength was limited.
As long as Ye Han makes a move, the strange man always has a chance to find a flaw, every time he shoots out his sword, it is aimed at the point, and if he is not careful, he will be hit.
"This swordsmanship is so weird, it's completely incomprehensible!" Ye Han muttered to himself in his heart, his face solemn.
If it goes on like this, it is not a way at all, if you wait for Ye Han's spiritual power to run out, maybe a demon beast spirit beast or something will jump out of nowhere, and then there will be no chance to run away.
Ye Han was anxious in his heart, wanting to find a way to crack it.
"You're stupid, I don't know if you wait for him to get closer, and then you use the Heaven Devouring Decision? Absorb his spiritual power, as long as his spiritual power is disordered, you can directly cast the Meteor Sword Technique, and he can still run?" Just when Ye Han's heart was anxious, the little flower cat seemed to transmit a voice to Ye Han, and his tone was full of disdain.
The little flower cat in the sleeve rolled her eyes at Ye Han for a while, very speechless, fortunately Ye Han didn't see it, if she saw it, she would be confused.
Being reminded like this by the little flower cat, Ye Han suddenly realized, and regardless of the sarcasm of the little flower cat's tone, he began to quietly recite the heaven-swallowing decision in his heart.
Devouring the Heavens, the first layer, can devour the spiritual power within a radius of 100 meters, and the cultivation of the first layer can control the spiritual power of devouring anything within 100 meters according to their own strength, first of all, they must be stronger than the devouring thing itself.
If the devoured object is also cast, 80% of it will be devoured by the devourer.
Therefore, Ye Han had to swallow the thin man in an instant, and then immediately use a thunder attack to kill him, otherwise if the thin man counterattacked, Ye Han would be hit hard.
Ye Han didn't dare to be careless, because he had just started this Heaven Swallowing Decision, and he had just reached the threshold of the first layer of cultivation.
Swallowing Heaven Decision, comparable to the existence of god-level exercises, if it is so easy to cultivate, what is it called a god-level exercise.
From the beginning of Ye Han's acquisition of the Heaven Swallowing Decision, he learned that the minimum requirement for the cultivation of the Heaven Swallowing Decision was also to reach the tenth level of a martial artist, otherwise because the Heaven Swallowing Decision was too domineering, it would be difficult to withstand if the physical strength was not enough.
Ye Han slashed away with a sword, and the sword qi burst out, and everywhere he passed, the trees flew one after another, and even the ground was ploughed with a long trace.
The thin man strangely dodged Ye Han's swordsmanship, and the sword qi grazed his head, a strand of hair fell out, and there was a blood mark on his forehead.
It was very thrilling, if it was an inch down, the thin man's head would be cut open.
After Ye Han took a sword, his body was deliberately exposed to the attack range of the thin man, how could the thin man let go of this opportunity.
After a flash of his body, several strange flashes appeared behind Ye Han in an instant, and stabbed Ye Han's back with the cold and shining black iron sword.
The spiritual power was infused with all his strength, and the tip of the sword burst out with a three-foot sword qi light.
This sword pierced into Ye Han's body, and it absolutely penetrated, and there was no possibility of survival.
The blow missed, and when he saw the thin man flash behind him in an instant, he stabbed down with a sword, and a strange smile lifted on the corner of Ye Han's mouth.
The sword qi cut through the air, making a piercing whistling sound, and it was about to stab Ye Han, the sharp sword qi had already pierced into Ye Han's skin, and blood beads had already emerged.
The thin man's face was full of pride, because he didn't know how many tenth-level martial artists had died under him, and they were all attacked by his strange swordsmanship, stabbing and dying.
Seeing that he was about to be pierced, the excitement on the thin man's face became stronger and stronger.
It seems that he has seen the scene where Ye Han was stabbed and penetrated back and forth.
Suddenly, a huge suction force appeared, and the spiritual power on the tip of the sword was instantly swallowed by Ye Han's back.
The devouring power continued, and it reached the thin man's arm in an instant, and the thin man only felt that the spiritual power in his body was involuntarily converging towards Ye Han's body, and he couldn't control it.
The thin man was shocked, his face was as ugly as eating dog shit, and he wanted to cut off the devouring force, but he couldn't do anything.
That devouring power was like grabbing a thin man, and it was hard to tear it apart.
"Damn, what the hell is this?" the thin man exclaimed, his forehead was already covered with sweat, full of cold sweat, and he secretly thought in his heart: "What the hell is this kid?
Just as the thin man was thinking in surprise in his heart, Ye Han's meteor sword technique had already attacked.
Ye Han held the long sword in his right hand and raised it lightly behind his back, and the devouring starry sky force that devoured the thin man suddenly broke off.
The thin man didn't react for a while, and Ye Han's sword qi was like a galloping tiger, killing directly.
In an instant, the thin man was devoured, and the sword aura was like a fierce tiger, opening the fanged giant mouth and biting towards the thin man.