The pseudo-god looked at Xiang Nan in surprise and said, "I actually absorbed so many world-destroying god thunders. ”

He knew that Xiang Nan could absorb the power of the Protoss, but he never expected that Xiang Nan had collected so much.

At this time, the pseudo-god has a feeling of lifting a stone to hit his own feet, that Xiang Nan is clearly using the power of the Protoss to deal with the Protoss.

And this battle also completely let everyone see Xiang Nan's "profound heritage".

An average master can master one or two special skills, even if he is very powerful.

But this Xiang Nan's hole cards are one after another, dazzling, as if endless.

Of the six prisoners, three have been defeated, and two are crippled and two are dead.

In the end, only Lan Ling and the other two prisoners remained.

Another prisoner had a gleam of excitement in his eyes and was about to appear.

At this time, the pseudo-god grabbed him by the shoulder, shook his head and said, "The loss is too great, you can't bury all the masters because of one game." ”

"I just ask you how your strength compares to the top three. ”

The prisoner said, "Slightly better than them." ”

The pseudo-god shook his head: "It's not enough to be slightly superior, you don't have to appear, what about you?"

As he spoke, the false god looked at the other prisoner, and the prisoner said, "Almost." ”

The pseudo-god smiled and said, "Then, we can only let Lan Ling do it himself." ”

The two prisoners had nothing to say, although they were not afraid of death and were eager to fight Xiang Nan, but at this time, the pseudo-god personally let Lan Ling appear, and there was no way to refute it.

Judging from their attitudes, the audience found a lot of information, that is, among the six prisoners, Lan Ling is the number one master, and he is recognized.

"Finally...... It was my turn. ”

Lan Ling took a deep breath, smiled, draped the loose robe over his shoulders, and walked onto the arena step by step.

His debut has aroused great expectations from all masters.

Xiang Nan also adjusted his mentality and prepared to face the strongest prisoner.

The blue spirit did not take off the robe, but walked directly to the opposite side of Xiang Nan, and smiled slightly, "Vulture Sect, Lan Ling." ”

Xiang Nan hugged his fists and said: "Haoran Sect, Xiang Nan." ”

Lan Ling said: "Although I knew from the beginning that you were very powerful, and your various performances showed this, I still felt that I was completely sure that I could defeat you." ”

"But now it's different, I admit that I don't have absolute confidence to defeat you, and to fight you, the two of us will win or lose, at most. ”

"You're strong, and you've never been stronger. ”

Xiang Nan nodded: "Thank you for your advice." ”

After that, the blue spirit pulled out a handful of hairs from the long blue hair, and these blue hairs were not the same as other hair strands, but thicker and longer.

At first, Xiang Nan only thought that this tuft of hair was just a longer and thicker end, but now it seems that this is definitely not the case.

The blue spirit threw a handful of blue hair into the sky, and these blue hairs suddenly glowed, emitting a clanging sword sound, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into ninety-nine blue swords!

"So many ......," Xiang Nan frowned.

A master who controls ninety-nine swords at the same time, but he has never seen it before.

Doesn't it lead to excessive distraction?

Lan Ling smiled slightly and said, "Please start." ”

"Please!" Xiang Nan said.

The blue spirit suddenly floated backwards, and when Xiang Nan saw this, he knew that he wanted to distance himself from him, and he couldn't let him succeed, so he quickly sprinted towards the blue spirit.

"Wise, but ineffective. Lan Ling smiled, hooking his right index finger.

The ninety-nine blue swords suspended in the sky suddenly turned into a gust of wind and rain and poured down towards Xiang Nan!

Too much!

Ninety-nine swords, each sword, every second, can launch tens of thousands of consecutive sprints!

And ninety-nine swords, a total of nine hundred and ninety thousand sword thorns!

This can no longer be described as a storm!

Xiang Nan's eyes lit up, and then he rushed up, he could only accelerate the relative speed of himself and countless blue swords!

That would make the blue sword's dashing power be blessed to a terrifying level.

Xiang Nan could only quickly change the forward rush to backwards, and summoned two quenching yangs, and shouted at the same time: "Xuanwu hegemony!"

Bell Bell Bell ......

Countless dense blue sword collisions sounded in an instant on Xiang Nan (身shēn).

The sound of these impacts was so dense that they even converged into a loud buzzing sound that echoed ((swing dàng) dàng).

But there is no end to that sound!

Xiang Nan placed the giant sword in front of him, and forced his hegemonic body to withstand the impact of these swords.

Those blue swords, the 铛铛铛铛 (閛铛铛) (間ホ) were on Xiang Nan (身shēn), constantly pushing him backwards.

And his incomparably strong hegemonic body, under the continuous infinite sprint, actually began to gradually weaken!

Because of these blue swords, every time they hit Xiang Nan, they would bounce out and come down again.

There is no end to it!

Gradually, Xiang Nan's (body shēn) body had begun to appear with small wounds, and the skin was pierced by the blade.

The scene was full of exclamations.

Lan Ling said calmly: "My sword, although it is not as high as your sword, but fortunately, I am better at using weapons than you. ”

This offensive is terrible!

That's 990,000 attacks in one second, and nearly two million in two seconds!

No matter how powerful the defense is, under the impact of eternity and infinity, there will definitely be a day when it will collapse and disintegrate.

Xiang Nan tried to launch a counterattack, but in the dense sword rain stabbing serial stabs, there was no chance at all.

He was all up and down, every inch of skin, every moment, and he was encountering countless sprints, and he couldn't even lift his arms.

Soon, Xiang Nan slipped backwards and was hit by (forced bī)bī) to the edge of the wall.

With his back against the wall, he was still trying to support the enemy's attack.

"This move is called Tiangang Imperial Sword Technique, infinite stabbing. Lan Ling smiled and explained, "Originally, the Vulture Sect didn't have this trick, I created it myself, and it has been improved many times. ”

He held his chin and said with interest: "If you can't even overcome this trick, then I'm afraid you won't be able to see my more powerful methods." ”

Xiang Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Originally, I thought I could keep a hand." ”

Hearing this, the audience was numb, they had long been accustomed to Xiang Nan's never-ending hole cards, and they shook their heads helplessly at this time.

But the blue spirit was very excited, and shouted, "I knew it! I knew that you must have stronger means!"

He excitedly pursed his lips and said, "Come out and break my infinite thorn!"

Xiang Nan took a deep breath and said, "As you wish." ”

"Sun Divine Skill, Triple Quenching Yang!"

Rumble!

A large sun suddenly descended and slammed into Xiang Nan (身shēn).

"Oh my God!" the audience tugged at their hair: "That terrible quenching sun can be stacked three times!"

Xiang Nan's combat power instantly increased by a level, and his Xuanwu hegemony was also enhanced.

At this point, Xiang Nan put down the giant knife in his hand, and instead faced the countless sword rain, and began to walk towards Lan Ling.

Although he still couldn't go fast, those sword rains could no longer pose a threat to him.

Countless rain of swords pierced Xiang Nan's face, eyes, nose, ears, hands, and body......

But that level of attack could no longer hurt Xiang Nan.

"Thunder Dragon Palm!" Xiang Nan waved his hand, but seeing the terrifying palm power, he directly blasted countless flying swords away!