Chapter 522 Sword Array Door Control Move, Chrysanthemum Death Soul Burying

Han Tao is undoubtedly the most tricky opponent Leng Zhuo has encountered, the strong defense power on his body can't even break through the Qiushui Sword, and the lethality of that pair of flesh palms is not far behind, even if Leng Zhuo has spiritual armor, psychic battle armor, and a soft armor of demonic beast skin on his body, three layers of defense, he is still being beaten by the other party.

And through the move, Leng Zhuo can also see the attributes of the other party clearly, he should be a bloodline inheritor who can control the soil, the bloodline inheritor, just like a congenital-level master, just one word when he cultivates, fast, Han Tao's age is only in his thirties, and his strength makes Leng Zhuo a little helpless.

How to deal with this Han Tao, Leng Zhuo's mind turned rapidly, and after thinking for a long time, a spiritual light suddenly flashed in Leng Zhuo's mind, in the Coiling Snake Rift, Leng Zhuo had obtained the inheritance of the Sword Formation Gate, which was a famous school in the Heavenly Dragon Empire a hundred years ago.

And among the many inheritances of the sword array gate, there is a sword move, chrysanthemum death, and behind this move, there is only a few words of commentary, the remnants of the sword of the ancient ancestors, although it does not say how powerful it is, but this move is the forbidden move of the sword array door.

At this moment, Leng Zhuo searched for things full of things, and finally found such a move, which seemed to be very powerful, as for whether this move was really powerful, Leng Zhuo didn't know, but in the current situation, it seemed that in addition to this move, he really didn't know how to deal with this guy with a hard defense like a turtle.

Leng Zhuo stood up straight, evened out his breath, let his spirit reach the peak state, exhaled a breath of turbidity, pulled a sword flower, and pointed the tip of the Qiushui sword at Han Tao, and on Leng Zhuo's body, spiritual power poured out from his limbs and hundreds of bones, like a rising and burning seven-colored flame.

The spiritual power is like a smart snake, climbing up the sword body around the Qiushui Sword, and the spiritual power on the Qiushui Sword is constantly injected, and the spiritual power on the Qiushui Sword is also expanding more and more, just like blowing up a balloon, getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and the seven-colored brilliance is like a dazzling sun in this night, illuminating the surrounding snow.

The sound of the surrounding fighting seemed to be isolated in another time and space, and gradually no sound could be heard, and all of Leng Zhuo's energy was condensed on this mass of condensed spiritual power, constantly injecting, constantly condensing, and constantly sublimating.

And with the depletion of the spiritual power in his body, Leng Zhuo simply began to condense his spiritual power towards the shining colorful sun, and the faint golden light shrouded the seven-colored spiritual power, emitting a seven-colored golden veil, constantly rotating around the seven-colored sun.

Han Tao didn't step forward to attack, he knew that the other party was accumulating a big move, but because of this, he was even more excited, as a bloodline inheritor, in addition to inheriting the power of the Warcraft, he also inherited the aggressiveness of the Warcraft, so he didn't stop it, but watched motionlessly, watching Leng Zhuo continue to improve his strength.

Time is like a drop of water, bit by bit, dozens of seconds, like dozens of spring and autumn, Leng Zhuo finally slowly opened his eyes, looked at Han Tao, and said: "Not coming up to interrupt me is the biggest mistake in your life."

Han Tao smiled lightly and said, "Yes, then you want to defeat me first, and since just now, I haven't done my best."

Leng Zhuo snorted lightly, but was noncommittal: "Then take my move, Chrysanthemum Death, Wind Lifting, Soul Burying." ”

As Leng Zhuo's words sounded, the huge seven-colored ball of light finally changed, and the outermost layer, like a flower bud, slowly opened and closed, revealing the inside, the countless seven-colored petals condensed together, the faint golden light was like seeing the golden mountain in the dark, and the flickering brilliance made people's eyes golden.

The silver-white moonlight brings out the golden brilliance even more, and the seven-colored stamens wrapped in a ball also bloom layer after layer in the night wind, the flowers bloom ninety-nine, the petals are ninety-nine, each layer of petals blooms, and the spiritual power ripples in the air are even thicker.

When most of the petals bloomed, standing on the opposite side, Han Tao, who had been watching, was finally moved, Leng Zhuo's move didn't seem to be too special at the beginning, but it was just to condense the spiritual power into a group, and rely on continuous compression and injection to enhance the power of the move.

But as the petals continued to bloom, Han Tao knew that he was wrong, this move was indeed improving the power of the move, but the improvement of the move was like stepping on steps, every time the flower opened, it would greatly increase the intensity of the surrounding spiritual power, and every time the nine layers were opened, the power of the swing would be doubled.

Only opened more than sixty layers, and the power had already made him feel his heart tremble, and the petals were still blooming, sixty-three layers of petals were blooming, and the concentration of the aura condensed around him was so thick that he couldn't see the scenery a few meters away.

Ticking, a drop of spiritual power water wrapped in golden light formed in the mist, and as the petals continued to open, more and more mist condensed into water droplets, hanging around Leng Zhuo.

Seventy-two layers, the surrounding spiritual mist dissipated, surrounded by golden light and seven-colored drizzle, eighty-one petals bloomed, and the drizzle has formed a small golden lake on the ground.

And Han Tao finally stopped watching from the sidelines, Leng Zhuo's strength was so terrifying that he had to face it with all his strength, ah, a low roar, I saw Han Tao's already strong ape-like body skyrocket a few points again.

The pulsation of the heart is like an engine, spinning at an accelerated pace, bang, bang, bang, bang, and with the skyrocketing of Han Tao's figure, the golden rays of the earth around his body are also more intense, if he was just looking at the elephant armor before, then at this moment, the golden mangs have transformed into a golden battle armor with a golden light.

Bang, his feet were directly into the ground, he squatted up and walked up, the muscles on his arms were tensed, like a hill, his hands changed into fists, hanging on his waist, and on those two fists, there was a sound of gaba gaba, and on the fists, the two rounds of golden sun accumulated stronger and stronger.

Ninety layers, the petals in the center began to bloom, but the petals around them had begun to wither, fluttering in the wind, and then falling on the golden seven-colored lake, with a wave of ripples, and the ripples waved, and layers of spiritual power ripples rippled around.

Ninety-nine layers, the petals completely bloomed, at that moment, the Qiushui Sword was finally revealed, at this moment, the Qiushui Sword did not have a trace of yin wind and evil qi exposed, the entire sword, was wrapped in a layer of seven-colored streamers, rippling with a force that would make people's hearts and souls palpitate.

If the initial power is one, then when the ninety-nine layers of petals fall, the strength has increased by two thousand times, and compared to Leng Zhuo's ordinary compressed spiritual power in exchange for stronger power, it has increased by at least a hundred times, and at this moment, the powerful power on the Qiushui Sword even Leng Zhuo has palpitations.

This move is worthy of the forbidden art handed down from ancient times, don't look at the beautiful blooming petals that make people blink, but in fact, every time a flower blooms, it will cost how much spiritual power in Leng Zhuo's body, if it weren't for the existence of the Colorful Saint Emperor Butterfly, let alone the release of this move, it is estimated that before the flower is fully bloomed, Leng Zhuo will be sucked dry and eaten by his own sword move.

But fortunately, it has passed, the sword move has been completed, Leng Zhuo is looking at Han Tao, but he is full of anger, hmph, look at how you died this time, let me complete this move, it is the biggest mistake in your life.

Leng Zhuo didn't hesitate, his toes tapped the golden seven-colored lake, rippling layer by layer, the person had already leaped up, with that unstoppable blow, one step teleported, and reappeared a few meters in front of Han Tao, and the sword stabbed out: "Go die"

And at that moment, Han Tao finally completed the accumulation: "Broken Mountain Fist." ”

The dazzling brilliance poured out from the fist that had been accumulated for a long time, and collided towards the Qiushui Sword, two powerful spiritual power fluctuations collided together, and the dazzling light suddenly engulfed the two of them, and the powerful spiritual power collided with the air wave like an atomic bomb erupted, the earth was fluctuating, and the heavy bluestone slab was lifted, and then squeezed by the powerful spiritual power, turning into powder.

Those soldiers on both sides who were fighting were suddenly swallowed up by this wave of air, like a drop in the ocean, and they had no power to resist at all, and they were blown away, and half of the Jiaocheng collapsed in this powerful spiritual power shock wave, and the gate tower of Nan'an City collapsed directly under the shock wave.

The surrounding city walls have been broken, and there are more than a dozen gaps, although they are still standing, they are already broken walls, and the dazzling brilliance rushes straight into the night sky, illuminating the boundaries of the land within a radius of more than ten miles.

Roar, the ancient tower giant beast located in the lotus lake in Dongcheng let out a heaven-shattering roar, and the body in the latent lake set off a wave of *giant*, and the huge body was like a long-necked dragon, as tall as a hill.

Dozens of miles away, a cavalry of more than 1,000 people who were rapidly heading north grabbed their horses and looked at the seven-colored rainbow light shining in the distant sky.

"It's the young master, they are already attacking Jiaocheng, the young master only has more than 2,000 soldiers and horses in his hands, the strength is insufficient, the Yuan Tyrant, the evil comes, you wait to bring some people to rush first, you must protect the safety of the young master, I will come later" Zhuge Liang said to Li Yuanba, Dian Wei and other military generals.

"Yes, military advisor" Li Yuanba, Dian Wei led the order, and led a group of people who had Warcraft mounts and could accelerate again to take the lead.

"I hope the young master is safe and sound" Zhuge Liang said and also urged the war horse under the crotch, and the people accelerated the speed of the horse, regardless of the fatigue of the war horse under the crotch, and rushed towards Jiaocheng.

Located in the very center of the shock wave, the two parties were naturally the first to bear the brunt, and in that dazzling light, the two people flew out upside down like cannonballs.

With a bang, Leng Zhuo flew directly upside down more than 100 meters, and directly crashed into the collapsing city tower, and a concave fist mark on his chest hit Leng Zhuo with his back and fell unconscious.

And Han Tao was not happy, his right arm broke and exploded, and there was no possibility of repair, he was considered a wasted arm, and he smashed it on the street, directly smashing out a pit, although he was still awake, but the bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered, and he couldn't get up.