Rumble!!

The Emperor's Blood Sword slashed across the sky, the blood-colored sword qi covered the sky and the sun, and Xuanyuan Dragon's war spear shook a hard move, and the energy was agitated and roared endlessly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time, the Qing Ying Xuan Thunder in Han Mad's palm, the light was blazing, and it suddenly exploded, turning into nine thunder blue lotuses, each of which was a hundred zhang in size, although it could not be compared with the hundreds of thunder dragons of Xuanyuan Dragon, but the aura was furious and amazing, not inferior.

Boom boom...

Hundreds of thunder dragons roared out, colliding with nine green lotuses, landing on time, thunder filled the sky, and the sky with a radius of nearly 10,000 zhang was filled with thunder, like half of the thunder pool.

That kind of majesty made the people watching the battle around the lake change color together.

On the thunder pool, Han Mad and Xuanyuan Dragon fought fiercely together, although the Thunder Dragon and the Nine Blue Lotus were entangled and collided, but the two of them still had infinite thunder light lingering around their bodies at this time, and every move and every style was powerful, shaking in all directions.

"Overlord Split!"

With a roar, Xuanyuan Long's eyes were blazing with thunder, and the war spear was in his hand, as if the mountain peaks were collapsing, with a supreme momentum, crushing the void and blasting towards Han.

"Roar..."

Han Maan's eyes turned purple, his mouth opened, and a high-pitched dragon groan erupted from his throat.

The purple-red sound wave, like a rolling wave, spread, Xuanyuan Long's pupils suddenly contracted, his body flashed, and he was about to retreat, but it was too late at all, the speed of the dragon roaring sound wave was not comparable to ordinary sounds, just in an instant, it approached and hit his body.

With a 'poof', Xuanyuan Long's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were suddenly injured.

"Bloody!"

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Han Mad seized this momentary opportunity, and the Emperor Blood Sword swayed like a dragon. The eighth style of "Five Nine Styles" is displayed.

In an instant, thousands of blood-colored sword qi covered the sky and the sun, like a huge wave surging, pouring across the four seas. Slashing towards the Xuanyuan Dragon.

Feeling the momentum displayed by Han Mad's sword, Xuanyuan Long's face changed drastically, he gritted his teeth and forcibly took a bite of True Yuan, and with a horizontal battle spear in his hand, he put on the overlord Zhenshan style, completely defending, and at the same time, he roared in his mouth.

"Ray!!"

Thundered...

Thunder roars, infinite thunder and lightning. It burst out of his body, filled his body, and in just an instant, it turned into an eight-thousand-zhang thunder pool, completely enveloping him.

"Shou style, Xuanyuan Long actually chose the guard style completely!"

Looking at this scene, there was an uproar among the crowd by the lake, in the pavilions. Song Yidao and the three of Donghuang stood up directly. His face was full of astonishment.

Xuanyuan Dragon's power is not inferior to them in the slightest, and now they are forced to choose to defend and defend completely, how can this make them not surprised?

You know, what shot at this time was just an incarnation of Han Chen. Han Chen didn't make a move from beginning to end, standing quietly in the ring, and when he fought with Song Yidao yesterday, it couldn't be compared at all.

But even so, Xuanyuan Dragon was suppressed to this point. It's unbelievable.

When people were shocked, Han Mad's sword style also slashed down at the thousand-zhang thunder pool that Xuanyuan Dragon had transformed.

Snort...

It was as if the sound of the cloth tearing sounded, and in everyone's shocked eyes, but seeing that the eight thousand zhang thunder pool transformed by Xuanyuan Dragon did not have the slightest resistance, it was directly cut open.

The blood-colored sword qi like a mountain and a tsunami destroyed the withering and decaying, rushed into the eight-thousand-zhang thunder pool, and slashed it fiercely.

Clang!!

The sound of the ear-shattering iron clashing sounded, and without waiting for people to react, Xuanyuan Dragon flew out of the collapsed eight-thousand-zhang thunder pool, and the red blood sprayed in the air, dyeing the rain all over the sky bright red.

"My God, Xuanyuan Dragon is defeated!"

"It's terrible, the deity doesn't make a move, just an incarnation, and it's even so strong. ”

"Hidden strength, when I fought with Song Yidao yesterday, this Han Chen also hid his strength!"

"It's hard to imagine what kind of strength this Han Chen has reached, it's like a bottomless abyss, which is incomprehensible!"

The battle situation changed too quickly, from the previous evenly matched, to this time Xuanyuan Dragon was strongly crushed and flew out, but it was just a fleeting effort, and many people couldn't react at all.

Bang!!

Xuanyuan Dragon's body was like a meteorite, and it smashed into the lake, stirring up waves of hundreds of meters, but the next moment, with a loud roar, Xuanyuan Dragon burst out of the lake.

"I'm going to kill you!!" An angry roar erupted from Xuanyuan Dragon's throat.

He is the demonic genius of the Xuanyuan clan, one of the three leading figures in the younger generation, but he didn't expect that he would be forced to this extent by a Han clan abandoned clan today, which made him unacceptable and even more humiliating.

"It's a pity that you don't have the ability, let alone the qualifications!" a cold voice sounded from above.

Xuanyuan Long looked up, his eyes suddenly froze, I don't know when, Han Mad actually appeared above his head, and the distance was only a dozen meters, it could be said that it was close, but he didn't even notice it in the slightest.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill emerged from Xuanyuan Dragon's vest and swept through his body, and even the hand holding the gun stiffened a little.

The blue-black wind swept around him, Han Mad's face was cold and calm, when he realized the Tao in the secret realm of the wind in the Beihai Dragon Palace, in addition to completely controlling the true intent of the storm, he also understood the other artistic conceptions of the wind.

It can be said that his speed is already comparable to that of the top-level Heavenly Wind Spirit Body, the Wind Attribute Spirit Body, how can Xuanyuan Dragon be able to discover him?

"Roar!!"

Xuanyuan Dragon was not given a chance at all, his eyes turned purple, and the dragon roared sound waves, and they were released again.

Poof...

At such a close distance, Xuanyuan Dragon couldn't even have a chance to put on a defensive stance, and blood sprayed and fell downward.

However, Xuanyuan Dragon is a demonic genius after all, one of the three leading figures in the younger generation of the Xuanyuan clan, although he was severely injured by Long Xiao Sonic twice in a row, he did not lose his combat power.

When approaching the lake, the breath on his body suddenly released, and finally stabilized his body, the lake was agitated, and his breath was forced out of a puddle dozens of meters deep, and the waves rolled.

Laugh at!

It's just that he was about to make a move, and a blood-red sword tip appeared in front of him, and the speed was not fast, but he just couldn't react, so he could only watch the tip of the sword approach, and then stop in front of his throat.

At this time, the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from his throat, and the cold edge made his cold hairs explode.

Han Mad's voice sounded in front of him.

"You say, should I kill you!" (To be continued.) )