Chapter 282 A sword
"Little brother, you are so powerful, you don't need the demon beast White Bird at all, why don't you give up the three recommended places in the White Crane Tower to your sister?
"What a strong charm!" Zhao Han scratched his hair, his heart was on fire, and his thoughts were full of thoughts, this woman had cultivated the charm to the point of being superb, integrating it into every detail of life, almost becoming an instinct.
At this moment, a dark red Gu worm lurking in the viscera in Zhao Han's body let out a silent hiss, and in a snap of his fingers, it devoured the aroused lust in Zhao Han's body.
"Fortunately, I buried a Five Desires Gu in my body, which came in handy this time. To some extent, this Five Desires Gu is exactly the nemesis of this kind of life martial art that manipulates the seven emotions and six desires. ”
The corners of Zhao Han's mouth grinned, revealing an unfathomable smile, which made the hearts of the three people in the cage and the representatives of many forces outside the cage cold.
Especially those few Bao Dan Realm martial artists, after thinking hard for a while, they found that in the same generation, there was not a single young man who could ignore the elite disciples of the Yinu Pavilion at this age!
If this son is not removed, it will become a great disaster in the future!
At this time, the cage was naturally another scene, especially the elite disciple Lan Shuimei of the Yinnu Pavilion, who changed his expression at this moment, and I saw pity, crying, as if I had been wronged, and I wanted to speak.
And the two young masters of Safin named Niu Xiaogang seemed to have been stimulated by something, their eyes were split, they gritted their teeth, and they looked like they were not sharing the sky with Zhao Han, as if they were going to fight to the death with Zhao Han in the next moment.
"Well, although these two people are considered to be strong in Tongji, they have unknowingly been recruited and become the backs of this woman, if you want to defeat this woman, you must first completely beat these two people to the point that they lose the strength to fight again. ”
Zhao Han's eyes narrowed, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and his five organs roared, as if there was a big drum hidden in his body, making a loud "dong dong" sound, which shook the entire iron cage, and after a "whoosh" sound like the waves of a great river, the qi and blood were boiling in a loud and tumultuous manner, and the terrifying heat radiated out in all directions, forming a large area of high-temperature clouds as bright red as fire, and even the specially reinforced ground made an overwhelming "click" sound under the huge amount of scorching clouds.
"Damn, this is still really level? This momentum is stronger than some Baodan-level life martial arts that Lao Tzu has ever seen!" Niu Xiaogang swallowed his saliva, his eyes turned into copper bells, and his mouth was full of doubts, "I am talented, physically strong, and I have endured a lot of hardships, and I boast that my blood is majestic, and few people can match it, but compared to him, it is a small mountain and a big mountain, and the difference is too far, how did he practice such a strong qi and blood? Could it be that this qi and blood physique go to the extreme together, and can also compete with spiritual power and martial arts?"
"Shut up, if you continue to think like this, are you ready to surrender directly?" Safin on the side couldn't stand it anymore, opened his mouth to scold, and immediately hunched his waist, like a poisonous python that was about to pounce on the snake array, "We can't wait any longer, the more we wait, the more powerful his momentum will be, and the slimmer our hope of victory." ”
Lan Shuimei's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and her voice was delicate: "Niu Dagang, you take the lead and contain him, please leave it to you for this time!"
"Look at me!" Niu Xiaogang roared, raised his sword and rushed, stepping out of the sound of "poof", like a mad cow, spitting white steam, and directly slammed into Zhao Han.
"Don't you move the Ming King Sutra? ”
Zhao Han's eyes were full of brilliance, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the whole person was actually pulled out of an afterimage in an instant, which was dazzling, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.
Especially Niu Xiaogang, who rushed head-on, suddenly lost the exact trace of the target, and the breathing rhythm was chaotic for a moment.
It was at this moment that a small but calm palm was pressed over, and at this moment, as if the sky was falling, Niu Xiaogang lost all the scenery in his vision, leaving only this huge palm that was overwhelming, and even the sky was covered.
"Not good!"
Niu Xiaogang was shocked, although he was muddy, but not stupid, this palm had not yet been implemented, but the strong wind that stirred up made his bones hurt, from small to big, the power contained in this palm was enough to easily crush him.
He couldn't stop this palm, but at this time, it was too late to escape, and he saw that he was in a desperate situation.
"Break it for me!" At the critical moment, Niu Xiaogang burst out with all his combat power, his muscles and muscles were violent, and the whole person swelled in a large circle, like a little giant, waving a dark yellow giant sword, and slashing towards the palm print that fell.
"Ignorance!"
Looking at the heavy sword that slashed into the palm of his hand, although Zhao Han was surprised that the person in front of him could break free from the momentum he deliberately created so quickly, he didn't have the slightest worry, and the palm he pressed was still not slow, but at the moment of contact with the heavy sword blade, a touch of gold crossed his palm, and then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Zhao Han actually held the blade of this real heavy sword that had reached the best grade with his bare hands!
The blade of the sword is the sharpest part of a sword, and at this moment, this heavy sword that can easily cut through the skin of the real life is like a cat that is twisted around the neck, and it is very well-behaved.
"How is this possible?"
With a sword, he thought that even if he couldn't be injured, he could at least force the other party back, but the reality was too cruel, so that after Niu Xiaogang saw the situation in front of him, the whole person was not good.
"It's a bit of strength, it's better than a lot of people, but for me, it's still too far behind. ”
Zhao Hanhao exhaled leisurely, said like an old friend, and then flicked his fingers, and a huge force spread in the sword body, directly shaking the palm of Niu Xiaogang's sword hilt, this big sword weighing thousands of catties seemed to belong to Zhao Han, and he lightly mentioned it, and pulled out a pleasing sword flower in his hand.
"Choking~"
The next moment, a rapid impact sound sounded in the cage, and a white mark appeared on the body of the big sword near one-third of the hilt, a few zhang away, Safin's whole person was wrapped in a cloud of dark smoke, only a pair of eyes were scarlet and scarlet, his body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted, and the right hand holding the dagger seemed to have been trampled by an ancient beast into shape, silently dripping with blood, falling drop by drop.
"It's a very strange ability, and it almost fooled my spiritual sense. Zhao Han waved the big sword in his hand easily, as if he was dancing on this door panel, which was quite weird, but this scene fell in Safin's eyes, but it was extremely terrifying.
"You can actually detect me?" Safin raised his head, staring at Zhao Han with a pair of eyes that covered his face through his long hair.
Zhao Han shrugged his shoulders, without the slightest intention to explain, and turned to look at Lan Shuimei, who was almost attached to the wall of the iron cage, "Just now, there is also your credit in it, but for me, the two of you are too rusty to cooperate, if I hadn't stopped, you would have died by now." ”
"Little brother, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?" Lan Shuimei smiled and shook her head vigorously in denial.
"It's okay if you don't admit it, it doesn't matter anyway. Zhao Han shook his head, he was not entangled, his qi and blood surged, and the entire big sword turned red, revealing amazing light and heat.
"There's not much time to waste with you, the three of you can take my sword, if you can block it, even if I lose. ”
Lan Shui Mei was overjoyed: "Is this true?"
"Mo is not playing us, even if the strength of the three of us is not as good as yours, we will not not be able to catch even a move!" Niu Xiaogang covered his wrists, quite unconvinced, and tried his best to straighten his chest, wanting to compete with Zhao Han again.
Safin gritted his teeth and let out a sly smile like a night owl: "Look down on us, it's really damned!"
"Without further ado, let's take it. ”
Zhao Han lifted the big sword upside down, his whole body was full of blood, and a large area of bright red clouds surged, quickly covering his entire body, and the unbearable power vibrated in the sword body, and the entire iron cage made an uneasy sound of "buzzing".
Before the sword arrived, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, even if it was a few zhang away, it made Lan Shuimei and the three of them feel a piercing cold, not in their bodies, but in their hearts.
Zhao Han has not practiced swordsmanship, but after he has killed so many martial artists and collected their remnant souls, he has really experienced a lot of such and such lives in the Dark Blood Spring, although he has not practiced some exquisite swordsmanship at all, but it is like instinct, which has been thoroughly penetrated by him, and has become an instinct like drinking water and eating.
Rolling stone swordsmanship, Lingyun-level life martial arts, big open and close moves, offensive and undefended, the sword is strong, once it rises, it is like a rolling stone, crushing all the way, unstoppable.
This is a powerful swordsmanship that Zhao Han learned from his remnant soul after killing a certain Lingyun Realm Martial Artist. Even if the power of this sword technique is strong, it is limited to the rank, and it is not enough to pose a threat to the True Realm Martial Arts.
But the reason why Zhao Han chose this sword technique was because this sword technique had the heaviest strength, and the strength came from qi and blood. The reason why the Lingyun-level martial artist who died in Zhao Han's hands was able to reach the height of threatening the True Martial Arts with this set of swordsmanship was that he was extremely talented, like Niu Xiaogang, he was born with copper skin and iron bones, and his blood was full of majestic blood, so he brought the power of this set of swordsmanship to the extreme.
However, if that Spirit Cloud Destiny Martial Artist's talent was compared to Zhao Han, it would really be a big deal, and it would be too far behind.
Therefore, the power exerted by this Rolling Stone Sword Technique in Zhao Han's hands was pushed to an unprecedented height, directly skipping the Lingyun level and reaching a sharp level that could easily tear apart a True Rank Martial Artist.
"Slash!"
At this moment, with Zhao Han's loud shout, the entire iron cage shook violently several times, and the faces of many martial artists outside the cage changed instantly, at this moment, the entire seventy-one layers shook violently, one by one comparable to a boulder rolling like a tide, pouring in, the momentum was furious, crushing everything, and nothing could stop it.