Chapter 339: Two hundred and eighty-two half-step martial emperors, three swords

Seeing Han Yi's furious palm power sweeping over, the Martial King who spoke just now had no time to urge the martial spirit, so he could only operate the Xuan Qi in his body and release layers of defensive Qi.

Rumble!

The palm force hit the defense of the Gang Qi hard, directly blasting the Gang Qi of the Martial King powerhouse, and the whole person was also beaten out and crashed into the crowd behind.

The other Martial Kings of the Zhou and Song families were surprised at this time, although Han Yi's palm power just now was strong enough to slap a Martial King away with one palm, it did not affect the other people around him at all.

A person who can control Xuan Qi to such a subtle realm has at least reached the late stage of the Martial King Realm, and he is also an absolute master in the later stage.

It can be said that Han Yi in the later stage of Wujun has been able to crush most of the martial kings.

The Martial King who was beaten away was not injured, and struggled to fly back from the crowd, although he was furious in his heart, he didn't dare to shout and kill Han Yi again.

Han Yi's subordinates knew that he was merciful, if it weren't for that, one palm would kill him.

The Half-Step Martial Emperor Ancestor was still tepid, and his voice was like a broken Hong Zhong: "It seems that the rumors are true, you are indeed a cultivation wizard who has not been out for ten thousand years." ”

After a pause, he continued: "My clan's Song Xuanqi's fate fell to you, which is not wronged, but my Zhou and Song clans can't stop there. is still the same sentence just now, if you want to protect your Han family, you Han Yi need to take my three moves. ”

"If you can take my three moves and not die, if it is not for our clan, I will not embarrass you, I can also guarantee that the Sun family, the Zheng family, and the Linghu family will also recognize the position of the leader of the alliance of the countries of your Han family. ”

Han Yi said lightly: "What if I don't want to take your three moves?"

In the cloudy eyes of the half-step Martial Emperor Ancestor, a little brilliance suddenly shot out: "In this case, today my Zhou and Song clans will lose many Martial King powerhouses, you may be able to escape by luck, but the Empress of Hedong will definitely die here." ”

Ji Yunli's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, with her understanding of Han Yi, such threatening words would not only not make him soften, but would completely anger him and give birth to the violent side in his heart.

This time she thought wrongly, Han Yi nodded with a heavy face, and said loudly: "Okay, today, I will teach you the powerful mastery of the half-step Martial Emperor." ”

The ancestor of the Zhou family slowly raised his head, and soul power gushed out behind him, condensing a simple long sword in the sky.

This sword, like his own, has been eroded by the ages, and looks like a rusty piece of broken copper.

But when this inconspicuous martial soul long sword was condensed, the aura of the ancestor of the Zhou family also changed suddenly. The appearance of the old dragon bell just now was instantly replaced by a resolute and powerful momentum.

His cloudy eyes also glowed with a strange brilliance, and the whole person seemed to have returned to the prime of his life.

Han Yi didn't dare to be careless, so he let Ji Yunli retreat to a safe range, and his soul power was running, and the Tianyan martial soul condensed in the sky, turning into a golden shield.

He made a posture of only defending and not attacking, which is actually not the best choice, because the best defense is offense.

The ancestor of the Zhou family was full of momentum, and raised his voice: "I may not have made it clear, if you take me three moves, it's not that you can't attack me." It is rumored that you are good at speed, and if you only defend and do not attack, even if I win against you, I will not be able to win. ”

Han Yi said in a deep voice: "I know, but I will never attack you today, if you can really win me, it will only be considered that I am not good at learning." ”

"Well, courage. ”

The ancestor of the Zhou family praised loudly, his eyes flashed, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased dozens of times.

Under the urging of soul power, the ancient long sword slashed towards the martial soul shield condensed by Han Yi.

The sky around was still light and breezy, and there was no sword air circulation, as if this quaint long sword was really just a tattered sword.

Han Yi felt a huge pressure, the real half-step Martial Emperor master of the secret path was really not, the seemingly simple sword had secretly merged with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, simple and unpretentious, but indestructible.

When the mind moved, the soul power in the soul sea flowed into the Tianyan Martial Soul, and the golden shield spun extremely quickly.

The sword of the ancestor of the Zhou family slashed at Han Yi's shield in the next moment, and a majestic force struck, and the golden shield suddenly slowed down its rotation, and the light also weakened by more than half.

Han Yi felt the dantian tremble suddenly, although he was not injured, his bones were a little painful.

The strength of the half-step Martial Emperor is really terrifying.

"Yes, you can take my first sword, in your generation, I'm afraid you are the only one who has this strength. The ancestor of the Zhou family said, his eyes changed suddenly, "My second sword is not so easy to catch." ”

As he spoke, the long sword martial soul that flew back upside down slowly vibrate, the sword body changed rapidly, the sword light was a little dimmer, and the rust on it seemed to be heavier, from a broken sword to an even more broken sword.

"Go!"

The ancestor of the Zhou family suddenly shouted, and a rusty long sword shot out like lightning, and the speed was several times faster than the first sword, and even Han Yi's powerful divine thought only caught a ray of light.

He gritted his teeth, and the soul power in the soul sea skyrocketed out again, and the golden shield above his head was instantly covered with a layer of even more dazzling golden light.

Dragons and phoenixes, fierce beasts, swords, guns, swords, halberds and other phantoms of martial spirits are all displayed on the golden shield, releasing a powerful power containing various martial soul artistic conceptions.

Rumble!

The broken long sword martial soul slashed on the martial soul shield again, and the power of the tyrant was like hundreds of peaks pressing down at the same time, and the phantom on the shield was instantly shattered, and even the entire shield surface appeared with a trace of tiny cracks.

Han Yi's body was subjected to tens of millions of huge forces, and his legs bent, and he almost fell to his knees, but in the last one he still held on, gritted his teeth fiercely, and slowly straightened his bent knees.

Ji Yunli was secretly worried, and the martial masters of the Zhou and Song clans over there looked at each other, and their faces were full of unbelievable shock.

The horror of the ancestor's full blow, they knew that they would never be able to withstand it, the dantian was abolished maybe not, but he was seriously injured and his cultivation was regressed, that was a sure thing.

But the young man in front of him, who didn't seem to be amazing, was only in the realm of the late stage of Wujun and took over the sword of the ancestor!

This is a miracle.

Even the ancestor of the Song family changed color slightly, even him, in his long life, a junior like Han Yi had never seen it.

The inability to defeat this young man twice made the Song family ancestor Rushui's mood ripple, and the desire to win that he had not had for hundreds of years was irrepressible in his heart.

"There's one more trick, you have to be careful!"

After the ancestor of the Zhou family finished speaking loudly, the ancient martial soul sword directly turned into a group of powerful soul power, flying upwards, and directly integrated into the sword formation of the defending clan.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Suddenly, the thousands of flying swords in the sword array all vibrated violently, and the sound of sword roars was endless, stabbing everyone's ears.

Using his soul power to urge the sword array, this time, he is really going to magnify the move.

(End of chapter)