Chapter 680: The Great Battle of Sword Feather

"Stinky boy, still haven't shown your weapon yet?" Jian Ling shouted coldly.

"Not for now. ”

"Hmph, if you don't use weapons now, I'm afraid you won't have a chance later. ”

"Hehe, I don't think so. ”

An indifferent evil smile appeared between Hanchen's eyebrows, and the incomparably strong momentum spread out, and the fierce martial power was like the tide of ten thousand horses galloping, roaring towards Jian Ling.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete with the sun and the moon?" Jian Ling snorted disdainfully, and directly hit the other party with a wild palm.

"Bang!" the palms of the two intersected, and the space shook heavily. However, Jian Ling's palm, as if it was hit in a pile of cotton, failed to effectively shake away Hanchen's palm power.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, something surprising happened, only to see the Wu Yuan power released by Han Chen, suddenly turned into countless dark green vine plants, vine plants like thousands of poisonous snakes spitting letters, rushing towards Jian Ling, wrapping around the opponent's limbs, neck, waist and other positions.

Jian Ling's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't expect Han Chen to have such a hand, and immediately the terrifying momentum of the eightfold Heavenly Realm poured out of his body like a mountain torrent, and the incomparably condensed golden martial power turned into a blazing true fire. In an instant, Jian Ling's whole body was immersed in the monstrous flames, standing proudly between heaven and earth, like a fire god.

"Buzz ......"

The space was distorted by the flames, and the scorching waves of air scorched the plants of the earth within a radius of a kilometer. Using fire against vines and plants, Jian Ling's reflexes are indeed very amazing.

However, when those vines and plants slammed into Jian Ling's face, something unexpected happened, only to see that those vines directly penetrated the fierce and domineering true fire that was rolling like a tide, and attacked Jian Ling's body.

"Cheap genius, I forgot to tell you that Lao Tzu's wood power is not afraid of flames. ”

"How is that possible?"

Jian Ling frowned, a trace of consternation appeared in his eyes, and he immediately looked at it, but he saw that on the surface of this vine plant, there was actually a thin layer of blue halo surging, the blue halo also had the fire element, and the scorching power fluctuations emitted were much more intense than the true fire that he had transformed into by the eightfold martial arts power of the Heavenly Realm.

"Wood control, sharp thorns!"

Hanchen secretly shouted, and the ends of the vines that attacked Jian Ling instantly became extremely sharp, turning into sharp spikes, which were extremely piercing.

Jian Ling's face couldn't help but change, his mind moved, and a sharp sword appeared in his palm, the sword blade shook, and the criss-cross sword shadows were like fireworks blooming, the air seemed to be pierced, and the surrounding vines and plants were directly smashed by the endless sword shadows.

"Hey, Cheap Genius, your sword seems to be one step faster than mine. Hanchen teased sarcastically.

"So what? When my sword comes out, I will drink blood. ”

"Huh!" Jian Ling swept across the sky like a streamer, the long sword shook, and the extremely strong sword light phantom was like a wild dragon going out to sea, shaking the sky.

Han Chen had seen Jian Ling's swordsmanship, and he had indeed reached a certain realm, so he didn't dare to slack off immediately, and with a movement of his palm, the Tianmang Sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the sky came out, the golden light shone.

The Tianmang Sword, which had been upgraded to a medium-grade holy weapon, burst out with a brilliant brilliance like the sun, and Han Chen backhanded a sword, and a sword light a hundred zhang wide crossed the sky, setting off an extremely strong lethality, and slashed towards the sword feather head-on.

"Hmph, stinky boy, are you worthy of a sword too?" Jian Ling sneered contemptuously, his body moved, and he turned into a streamer of light across the sky like a long rainbow through the sun, and then, a terrifying arc of sword light burst out from Jian Ling's hand at an extremely fast speed.

The two swords collided head-on in the shape of a crossed 'ten', and there was a loud bang, like two lightning bolts meeting unexpectedly in the void.

The violent power fluctuations suddenly set off a frenzied flow of qi, "Bang!" I saw that Hanchen's sword was easily shattered by the impact, and exploded into fragments in the sky, like dust particles.

"Hmph, vulnerable. ”

Along with Jian Ling's taunt, the arc sword attack continued to slash towards Hanchen unabated, and the unshakable momentum seemed to be overwhelming as if the mountains were pressing closer.

Hanchen's eyes were lightly condensed, and there was no fear on his handsome face. The Tianmang Sword was held diagonally, and the powerful Wu Yuan power like a tide spread up to the sword body along with the blue demon flames.

"Buzz ......"

The sword body trembled violently, and the manic flames rose up, like a blue dragon wrapped around the Tianmang Sword.

"Whoosh!" Han Chen picked up the Tianmang Sword and faced the powerful sword that reached the arc head-on. The sword is invincible. The blue demon flame like a blue dragon wrapped around the sword body with the power of dominating the world, rushed fiercely into the attack of Jian Ling.

"Boom!"

The space shook violently, like a monstrous tsunami crashing on the reef, stirring up thousands of waves. The violent confrontation produced a stormy wave, and the sky was about to collapse at any moment.

"Bang!"

Under the shocked gaze of Xinghui and the silver bottle master and apprentice. Han Chen was stunned with a shocking momentum, and the arc sword was shattered and shattered.

"Hey, this little thief is so powerful. The silver bottle couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Xing Hui's brows were tightly furrowed, and when she saw the Tianmang Sword in Han Chen's hand, her already gloomy face became even more ugly. "Damn little beast-life, Jianling, help me cut off his hands and feet and leave his life to me. ”

"Hey, no problem. ”

Jian Ling smiled lightly and agreed, holding the sword with a swooping momentum, comparable to a streamer, and the blade of the sword struck Hanchen's heart. The fierce sword gang gathered at the front of the sword, turning into spiral-like waves of white qi.

This sword pneumatically moves mountains and rivers.

"This old woman is really vicious. Hanchen sneered, his deep eyes revealing a cold essence, and he raised his hand to meet Jian Ling's attack with the Tianmang Sword.

"Bang!"

The tips of the two swords were precisely pointed together, and at the point where the two of them were the center of convergence, a layer of golden ripple qi like a substance instantly burst out.

The golden ripple wave swept the whole audience with the momentum of the wind and clouds, and the terrifying power was like the air wave generated by a volcanic eruption. Xinghui and the silver bottle, who were watching the battle from a distance, hurriedly jumped up and flashed into the void.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the mountain under the two of them was stunned by the extremely strong qi wave and half of the peak was razed to the ground in the blink of an eye. The confrontation between the two powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm is terrifying.

With the strength of the sevenfold strength of the Tongtian Realm, Han Chen forcibly went to take Jian Ling's attack, but there was no pressure at all.

Condensed the cold of the primordial gods, the strength of Wu Yuanli is not comparable to ordinary powerhouses of the same level. After a high-intensity battle, Hanchen's Wu Yuan Force had barely lost one-tenth of his strength. What's even more peculiar is that Han Chen clearly showed that the degree of his martial arts strength was far faster than the degree of consumption.

This is the benefit of the Yuan Shen, with the Yuan God, Wu Yuan Power can be squandered almost arbitrarily.

Jian Ling seemed to be a little unusual about Hanchen, but he didn't dare to think about the Yuan Shen. However, he didn't intend to delay any longer, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

"It is said that you stole the art of Edgeworth?"

"What, do you have an opinion?" Hanchen sneered.

"Hmph, I'm going to show you what the real 'Edgeworth' is today. ”

"Oh?"

As soon as the words fell, an incomparably powerful momentum emerged in Jian Ling's body again. Immediately after, from its body, five phantoms were surprisingly separated.

The five phantoms were exactly the same as their main bodies, and what surprised Hanchen even more was that they could all move as flexibly as real people. It's just that the aura that comes out is not as strong as the main body, and it is almost only about the cultivation of the Tongtian Realm.

"Hehe, shocked! Your mastery of the art of the sword is just scratching the surface. ”

The six sword feathers spoke at the same time, whether it was their voices or the contemptuous expressions on their faces, there was no difference, they were simply living clones.

The five phantoms that had been separated from each other attacked Hanchen from five different directions. The sharp blades stabbed at the key points on Hanchen's body.

The degree is so fast, and the distance is too short, it is impossible for anyone to react.

"Stinky boy, it's over!"

The faces of the six sword feathers all showed a vicious smile, except for the sword feather body in front of them, which was still holding back Han Chen, the long swords of the other five sword feathers cut through the air and poured down.

Xinghui in the distance, and in the eyes of the two silver bottles, there was also a flicker of indifference and coldness.

"Boom!"

There were violent energy fluctuations in the air, and unexpectedly, the five sharp swords were all intercepted half a meter outside Hanchen's body.

The complexions of the six sword feathers all changed, and they saw that at the end of each sword's blade, there was a rich golden light cluster. If you look closely, there is a golden flying eagle wrapped in the golden light cluster.

The Flying Eagle was only the size of an adult's palm, shining with golden light, and its whole body was flowing with brilliant runes.

"You seem to be happy a little early, Cheap Feather Genius......"

Hanchen smiled playfully, "Boom!" The five golden eagles all burst out with a rich golden light, and immediately shot out with a meteor flight. Rolled up an extremely sharp ruining momentum, and passed through the head of the phantom of the clone of the five sword feathers.

"Bang Bang ......"

Five dull sounds overlapped, and the phantoms of the five sword feather clones directly exploded into a cloud of white mist. Immediately after, the golden light flashed, and the five golden eagles dragged out waves of majestic qi in the void, cutting towards the body of Jian Ling with the aurora.

The five golden eagles were two or three times faster than the degree of the sword feather attacking Hanchen.

Jian Ling's face finally changed a little in shock, and he hurriedly withdrew his sword, and continuously slashed out countless brilliant sword shadows.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"

Four crisp sounds in a row, and a series of sparks sparked in the air. When Jian Ling was about to force back the fifth golden eagle, an accident happened again.

"Buzz!"

The golden light flickered, and the fifth golden eagle was abruptly divided into four, and the sharp edge made Jian Ling's pupils shrink to the size of a needle.

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