Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Strange Battle

Xu Chen hurriedly said: "General Su, don't be anxious, let me take the lead first, you can watch the battle from the sidelines, find out the flaws in that guy's spell, and then when you go to the battle, you will naturally be completely sure." ”

Su Lingxuan shook his head and said: "Brother, you are just a cultivator in the Void Realm, how can you be able to defeat Bishamentian, I will never let you die in vain, I have to fight this first formation." ”

At this time, one of the generals walked up, he was a stout man about forty miles away, and he arched his hand and said, "Don't fight between the two, why don't let me go and meet the faint king for a while." ”

As soon as he saw this person coming out, Su Lingxuan was immediately overjoyed, nodded and said, "Well, Brother Han is willing to fight, this matter couldn't be better." ”

Why did Su Lingxuan allow this person to ask to go to the battle as soon as he saw it, it turned out that this person's name was Han Weiwu, and a total of two of the cultivators of the Ying Kingdom had arrived at the Xuantian Realm, and in addition to Su Lingxuan, the other person was Han Weiwu in front of him.

"Bishamentian deceived me and detained no one in the country, how can I let him be so arrogant, you just wait for me to take his head to restore his life!" After Han Weiwu said this, he landed steadily on the dragon boat and stared at Bishamentian coldly.

Before, seeing that Su Lingxuan had no one to fight for a long time, Bishamen Tian was a little tired, and he was already closing his eyes to recuperate, but now seeing Han Weiwu coming to challenge, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the murderous cold in his eyes made people's hearts chill.

When he saw that it was Han Weiwu, he immediately grinned: "I thought it was a junior who didn't know the height of the sky, it turned out that General Han fought with Lone Yi, you are really a man, much stronger than Su Lingxuan's shrunken turtle!"

Han Weiwu didn't eat his set, and shouted loudly: "Bishamen is rampant, as long as I am in the country of detention for a day, it will not be your turn to be presumptuous!" As soon as the words fell, there was a hot wave of fire aura surging out of his palm.

Han Weiwu dared to be the first to fight, naturally he had his confidence, even if this tyrant's spell cultivation was stronger than him, it was not so easy for Bishamen Tian to defeat him.

What's more, when masters compete with each other, two cultivators who belong to the same realm, the victory or defeat is no longer simply based on the strength of both sides, sometimes just a small negligence can put oneself in a predicament.

But Bishamentian just glanced at him coldly, and said disdainfully: "Just your two moments, if you want to defeat Gu, it's tantamount to a pipe dream!" As soon as the words fell, a thick golden long stick appeared in the tyrant's hand and smashed it at Han Weiwu's head.

As soon as this stick smashed over, it suddenly burst out to sweep through thousands of troops. What is even more palpitating is that there is a sobbing sound of "wooing" from the stick, as if countless unjust spirits are imprisoned in the stick, they are crying and wailing, and they can't bear to see another corpse under the stick of this tyrant.

"Such a strong golden aura, it's simply unstoppable!" As soon as they saw Bishamentian attacking Han Weiwu with a stick, the faces of many people on the side of the water army of the Detention Kingdom changed greatly, and they sensed the terrible thing about Bishamentian.

"The carving insect is a small skill, and I am embarrassed to show off in front of this general!" Han Weiwu roared, holding the spear condensed by true qi, and greeted him fearlessly.

With a loud "boom", the majestic true element fluctuations erupted unscrupulously, causing the void to shake.

After a move, the two sides were evenly matched, and no one got a bargain, Bishamen Tian looked at each other coldly, and said with a sneer: "You are very lucky to be able to see Lone's mastery today!"

"Hmph, what kind of garbage skills hurry up, Lao Tzu is not scared!" Han Weiwu replied unceremoniously.

"Tremble, in front of Lone!" Bishamentian clasped his hands together in front of his chest and pinched out a formula, and his mouth was full of words.

Han Weiwu didn't pay attention to the other party's tricks, the spear shook in his hand, and the true qi in his body instantly erupted like a volcano, and a ray of light suddenly burst out from the tip of the spear and pierced Bisha Mentian's chest.

Bisha Mentian didn't dodge or dodge, let the other party's attack attack attack fiercely, and the next moment, the sharp light directly submerged into Bisha Mentian's body, and then the tip of Han Weiwu's spear also pierced into his chest!

"Hahahaha!" In the midst of wild laughter, Bishamen Tian was like a phantom in front of everyone, and when he reappeared, it was dozens of identical Bishamen Heavens who surrounded Han Weiwu.

"What's the matter, what the hell am I?" As soon as he said this, Han Weiwu suddenly woke up, and he couldn't help but say in a trance: "Doppelganger Technique!

As soon as he heard that Han Weiwu had broken Bishamentian's spell, many generals of the Detention Kingdom who were standing on the bow of the ship watching the battle also understood.

"Bishamen is so despicable, he actually used demon magic to fight General Han!"

"It's really stinky, the dignified king of a country, actually studying the magic of demon cultivation!"

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Everyone scolded and accused Bishamentian of doing anything for victory.

Xu Chen was also shocked, he had seen many spells of the demon clan, and knew that Bisha Mentian disregarded the morality of the rivers and lakes and used demon techniques against Han Weiwu, so if the battle continued, Han Weiwu would definitely be defeated by the other party!

Xu Chen couldn't hold it anymore, he turned over onto the side of the boat, and when he wanted to go down to help Han Weiwu, he was caught by Su Lingxuan.

Xu Chen hurriedly said: "General Su, this faint monarch uses demon methods to deal with General Han, if we don't help him, General Han will be in danger." ”

Su Lingxuan replied with a gloomy face: "Alas, I don't know that although Ben Jiang disdains this method of Bisha Mentian, he has not violated the law. ”

"Are we going to sit idly by?"

"If you go down, you will violate the principle of fairness, even if the two of you join forces to defeat Bishamentian, according to the rules of the duel, it is our side that loses. Do you want me to surrender all these tens of thousands of athletes and bow down at the feet of this butcher?"

Xu Chen was speechless for a moment, his eyes were so angry that he was helpless.

The discussion and cursing of the generals had already reached the ears of Bishamentian along the wind, but he smiled fiercely unmoved, and said coldly: "Whether it is a demon law or a divine law, as long as you can defeat the enemy, it is the best way for Lone!"

"Don't be arrogant, I'll take your dog's life right away!" Han Weiwu shouted, and the spear danced in his hand like a dragon and snake, flashing countless spear sparks, stabbing at Bishamentian in all directions.

Bishamen's eyes burst out with a light every day, and a powerful battle intent broke out of his body, and all the clones shot at the same moment, and in the blink of an eye, Han Weiwu's offensive was resolved.

The yellow turban wrestler who was cowering in the stern of the boat saw that his master had the upper hand, and suddenly exerted his strength with both hands, beating the water tank-sized drum under him more deafening than thunder.

"Surnamed Han, surrender. Many clones spoke together, and they strode towards Han Weiwu, and the encirclement formed was getting smaller and smaller.

"At this time, if you kneel at Lone's feet, Lone Shang can consider sparing your life, or even let you be promoted to the third level!"

Faced with Bishamentian's threats and temptations, Han Weiwu ignored them, and he slowly closed his eyes.

He did this not as a sign of timidity and fear, but as a source of inner self-confidence.

No matter how exquisite Bishamentian's doppelganger technique is, there is only one true body, and the only one who can cause damage to himself is his true body, as long as he can find out the real Bishamentian from the many doppelgangers, and then inflict a fatal blow, this battle, who will win and who will lose may not be able to tell!

Therefore, Han Weiwu sacrificed his vision, that is, he had to follow his true heart and accurately find the true Bishamentian according to the trajectory of the enemy's true qi flow.

For a Xuantian Realm cultivator, this was not too difficult, and as the enemy approached closer and closer, Han Weiwu had already clearly felt the evil aura emanating from Bishamen's innocent qi.

Han Weiwu opened his eyes suddenly, and the spear in his hand immediately emitted the sound of wind and thunder, and in an instant, it turned into a streamer of light, stabbing at Bishamentian who was approaching on the left!

There was another "boom", and all the clones disappeared in an instant, and then the space around the boat twisted strangely, and those clones reappeared.

Everyone held their breath, and then a look of disappointment appeared on their faces. Because although Han Weiwu's spear had pinpointed Bishamentian's true body, his spear had been firmly grasped by Bishamentian's right hand, and it stopped three inches in front of his throat, and he could no longer stab a single point forward.

"If you don't surrender, today next year will be your death day!" Bishamentian laughed again, and this arrogant laughter seemed to be louder than the sound of drums.

"Hmph, that's what Lao Tzu wants to say to you!" Han Weiwu quickly put away the gun in his hand and stabbed fiercely again!

He was already able to accurately Bishamentian's true body, so the enemy's doppelganger technique was useless in his eyes, and no matter how much Bishamentian threatened him, it was no longer effective.

In the face of the impending danger, Bishamen not only did not react, but instead put his hands behind his back and looked at each other coldly. His eyes were already on a dead man.

"Let Lao Tzu go to the underworld to be your king!"

If nothing else, Bishamen Tian was about to be stabbed by Han Weiwu, but he couldn't stab him with this shot, because at this time, Han Weiwu only felt like a lightning strike, his body staggered, fell into the cold seawater, and never floated again.

"Brother Han!", "General Han!"......

Everyone screamed, they couldn't believe their eyes, even Su Lingxuan's pupils contracted sharply, the situation just now was clearly Han Weiwu's victory, why was Bishamentian able to turn the tide of the battle in an instant and kill Han Weiwu?

"It's really stupid for an ant fly to dare to compete with the sun and the moon!" Bishamen Tian raised his head and looked at the warriors of the Detention Kingdom, and said with disdain: "Who will be the next turn to challenge the widows? If you are afraid of death, surrender quickly, so as not to waste time here alone." ”

"Dog thief, I will fight with you!" Su Lingxuan's face turned red with anger, seeing his comrade-in-arms die in front of him, he could no longer control his emotions, and the person had turned into a golden light in front of Bishamentian in the roar.

"Hehe, you're finally up for it. Bishamen stared at Su Lingxuan coldly, as if he had seen a prey that had fallen into a trap.

"Dog thief, look at the sword!" Su Lingxuan had no time to talk nonsense with him, he raised the golden sword in his hand, and suddenly the incomparably majestic sword slashed directly at the other party quickly and accurately.

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