Chapter 882: The wind and rain in Zhongshan rise, and a sword moves the sky
Looking at the fierce confrontation between Hanchen and Pu Xinghui, the hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside the Holy Domain all showed a deep look of surprise.
Habitat Triple!
For the countless people in the audience, it was an untouchable height.
Whether it is Hanchen or Pu Xinghui, it has become a place that countless people look up to.
The Great Elder of the Seven Xuan Peak opened his fists and clenched his fists, and his cloudy old eyes revealed indescribable joy. It's been a long time since anything has changed his feelings like this, and this time, Ji Kai is truly excited.
For hundreds of years, the best genius has appeared in Qixuan Peak, it is the previous Forgetful Peak Instructor Wen Lei, and the current Forgotten Peak Instructor brought back by Wen Lei and became his partner, Liang Yuqiong.
But compared to Hanchen, these two people are a little inferior.
"I'd better find another disciple!"
Ji Kai smiled and sighed softly, originally he was still thinking that one day when he had time, he was going to mention to Hanchen about accepting the other party as a personal disciple.
But now there is no need for this, in Ji Kai's opinion, he no longer has the ability to become a Hanchen master.
In addition, in Xuanyuan Peak's team, there is also a person who is in the same mood as Ji Kai.
In charge of Xuanfengzi, when Hanchen was in Xuanyuan Peak, he was always compared with the first day of his sect.
Although Mo Zhen has been dead for more than ten years, Xuan Yuanfeng still has not forgotten his existence.
And the reason why Xuan Fengzi has not accepted any more disciples is that he wants to be able to find a second Mo Trace.
At that time, Hanchen was considered the best candidate to replace Mo Zhen. But look at it now, the gap between the two people is no less than 108,000 miles.
The former teenager is not what it used to be, and Xuan Fengzi is both relieved and has great regrets.
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"Boom!"
An incomparably violent energy riot was detonated in the sky above the Sanctuary Terrace, and under Hanchen's continuous onslaught, Pu Xinghui showed off his weapon.
It was a heavy spear with a resemblance of black flame entwined throughout, two meters long, thick and heavy, as if it had been watered with copper water.
Pu Xinghui's marksmanship is extremely strong, exuding an extremely furious domineering spirit, attacking and defending at both ends, triggering a deafening wind and thunder.
"Is that the 'Black Flame Holy Spear'?" a cry of surprise came from the crowd below.
"It should be right, just look at its furious momentum and know that it is the Black Flame Holy Spear. β
"Hanchen is probably in trouble, although the Black Flame Holy Spear is a top-grade holy weapon, its strongest power is not inferior to that of ordinary top-grade holy weapons. β
"Don't say it's too early, the sword in Hanchen's hand is not bad, okay!"
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It is said that in the eyes of the Sword Sect and his party, they are still very familiar with the Tianmang Sword. However, the Heavenly Mang Sword held by the Sword Sect Elder Chang Ming was just a low-grade holy weapon.
Later, it was re-forged by the master refining master of the dwarf clan, and fused with the high-grade holy relic, the soul of the sword. The power of the Tianmang Sword has long since changed from what it used to be.
Under the fierce confrontation, the Tianmang Sword was not only not inferior to the famous Black Flame Holy Spear, but even faintly overwhelmed the other party.
"Stinky boy, take me a holy spear. Pu Xinghui shouted.
"Buzz!"
Pu Xinghui held the middle and rear area of the holy spear with one hand, and attacked Hanchen's heart in the form of an oblique stab. The black flame that lingered on the body of the spear was actively beating and rising, like a magical barrier gathered on it.
The space was distorted by the shock, and a fierce wind filled the audience, and the domineering gun wind caused the sound of rolling wind and thunder.
Pu Xinghui's gun has the power of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, even if it is a strong person of the same level, it cannot be hard-connected.
Hanchen's best choice is to avoid its edge, after all, it is not a wise choice to use a sword and a heavy spear to compare strength, at least in the eyes of everyone on the field.
But Hanchen didn't hesitate at all, he didn't hesitate to draw his sword, and the sharp blade of the sword was facing Pu Xinghui's mighty spear.
"Bang!"
The intersection of the two holy artifacts suddenly caused the space to form a violent distortion.
Brilliant light burst out from between the two, and together with the aftermath of the gold and black energy, Hanchen couldn't help but be shocked by the surging impact and flew backwards.
This situation was expected by everyone, but what everyone didn't understand was that Hanchen knew that the power of the sword was not as strong as the heavy spear, so why did he dare to fight it head-on?
But at this moment, Han Chen's whole body suddenly surged up and down with a powerful sword gang, and an incomparably domineering sword momentum rushed out of his body.
"Boom!"
Between heaven and earth, rocks flew away.
The violent turmoil in the sky, together with the raging winds, an invisible sense of oppression hit the hearts of everyone in the audience. The faces of everyone below have changed, and this move seems to be somewhat familiar?
After the strong wind, the sky was covered with a dense drizzle.
This is not the real rain, but the sword rain conjured up by Hanchen's sword aura. Every drop of sword rain is accompanied by extremely lethal power.
When the sword raindrops fell on the rocks that were swept into the air, the stones were directly shattered and turned into fine powder, floating between the heavens and the earth.
"Damn, isn't this the Sword Sect's 'Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword'?"
"What?Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword?"
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As soon as he heard this, the audience suddenly became commotional.
Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, the god-level martial art of the Sword Sect. A powerful set of martial arts that is famous in Tianluo Prefecture. This sword trick is ever-changing, and it is famous for its fierceness.
"It's really Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, how can Hanchen be?"
"It was the last time he was in the Deadless City, he killed Jian Yifei, and then he got it. β
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Murder and treasure hunting?
Everyone in the audience unconsciously narrowed their eyes, and at the same time they were a little stunned. I thought that Hanchen's 'killing and grabbing treasures' would be forgotten, and he dared to show the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword so blatantly, isn't this the face of the Sword Sect in public?
As everyone thought, at this moment, the Sword Sect and his party in Tianfeng Square were already in anger. Especially the Great Elder Pan Ren, who led the team, had a gloomy face, not to mention how ugly it was.
"Damn bastard thief. β
Panren's fists clenched, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire. If it weren't for Pu Xinghe's presence, I was afraid that Panren would have exploded a long time ago, and then he would have found a technique to open a theory.
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The platform of the sacred area, between heaven and earth, the wind and rain are shaking.
In the rain of swords that covered the sky, Pu Xinghui was like a fluttering butterfly with dead leaves, which would be submerged at any time.
What's even more surprising is that in the distant sky, there is a faint echo of melodious bells. The sound of the bell in the twilight seems to have been conveyed through the mountains, rivers and seas, and through the rolling deep mountains.
Immediately afterward, the bell became clearer and heavier. And this bell has an inexplicable power, stopping in the ears, seeping into the heart, and reaching the inside of the body. All the internal organs were trembling faintly, as if they were under an invisible pressure, and the whole body was extremely uncomfortable.
"It's a powerful coercion. β
"Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword is really worthy of its name. β
"Pu Xinghui should also make a big move. β
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Feeling the powerful momentum emanating from Hanchen, the faces of everyone below have changed.
Compared to the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword that Jian Yifei used when he was in the Deadless City before, Hanchen had increased this strength countless times.
"Buzz!"
Hanchen danced the long sword non-stop, and the fierce sword momentum was like a mountain and a river, and the wind was howling. Countless sword light phantoms surrounded Pu Xinghui in the middle, completely sealing his retreat.
The wind rose in Zhongshan, and the sword momentum was like rain.
Pu Xinghui, who was trapped in the sword light, did not have the slightest panic, the Black Flame Holy Spear was horizontal in front of him, and said disdainfully, "Hmph, the stolen martial arts, you are embarrassed to show them?
Hanchen sneered, "It doesn't matter if it's stolen or picked up, if you can slaughter your dead dog, it's a good martial art." β
As soon as the words fell, Hanchen once again accelerated the degree of sword dancing. I saw that the air flow around Pu Xinghui was getting more and more chaotic, and the air flow was getting faster and faster.
The rain of swords pouring down from the sky was actually quickly condensed, and under the gaze of countless people in the audience, a golden giant bell gradually appeared in the void.
The giant bell is huge, about 100 zhang high and about 100 meters wide.
The giant bell is not a physical object, but a phantom transformed by a powerful sword aura. The bell is a solid golden color, with delicate and intricate patterns on the surface of its walls.
The giant bell stands between heaven and earth, enveloping the stars in it. Looking from afar, the giant bell is like a divine object that suppresses heaven and earth, pneumatic the sky. Hanchen, who was inside the bell, had no way to escape, and was surrounded in all directions, except for an exit below.
"Boom!"
The sky was dark, and above the nine heavens, the chaotic clouds rolled like waves.
High in the sky, the majestic waves between heaven and earth soared and danced. When the huge bell loomed in front of everyone, the majestic pressure made everyone feel like a mountain pressing on the top, unbearable. What's more, his face is like earth, and his legs tremble.
"Bell!"
At this moment, a loud and passionate bell rang throughout the audience.
The surging bell is mixed with a strong sonic impact. The vast sound waves swept through the heavens and the earth, and everyone felt that their feet were trembling, and the terrifying sound of the bell made their hearts tremble and their ears buzzed. Some of those with inferior strength are even more star-populating, with blood surging upwards and blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
"It's such a terrifying bell, even Wu Yuanli is difficult to defend against. β
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The bell sound borne by the people below was only the aftermath, and Pu Xinghui, who was inside the giant bell, was the main target of attack.
"Stupid thing, you just want to beat me with this little carving insect skill?"
Pu Xinghui showed a mocking look on his face, and in the next moment, an incomparably terrifying powerful momentum suddenly burst out of his body.
The space trembled violently, and the majestic coercion of the Immortal Habitat swept in all directions.
"Cave Heaven Holy Flame Spear!"
Pu Xinghui shouted angrily, and the holy spear in his hand was pointing at the sky, and in an instant, a black spear shot up to the sky, rolling up a majestic momentum, and slammed into the top of the golden giant bell.
"Boom!"
The wind and thunder are rolling, and the shocking scene is like a divine punishment from heaven. The power of destroying mièreness is like a volcanic eruption.
"Bang!"
In the next moment, the giant bell shattered into the sky, turning into golden fragments flying in the sky, like tens of thousands of golden butterflies, beautiful, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
"Hehe, as I said, this little trick is not enough in my eyes. Pu Xinghui still sneered disdainfully.
"Hmph, it's not over yet! Don't be happy so early. β
Hanchen's long sword pointed at the sky, and a more powerful momentum burst out of his body than just now.
The rain of swords pouring down from the void became particularly restless, and the platform of the Sanctuary seemed to be involved in a sudden storm.
"Buzz!"
The majestic pressure of the mountain rose from Hanchen's body to the sky, and the violent energy riot caused the sky to tremble. Suddenly, in the wind and rain of the holy platform, a majestic and majestic mountain suddenly loomed.
The giant mountain is thousands of meters high and hundreds of meters wide. The whole body shimmered with golden brilliance, shaking the heavens and the earth, like a sacred mountain flying from above the nine heavens.
"Zhongshan wind and rain, a sword moves the vast ......"
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