Chapter 735: The sword fairy descends, the ancient emperor battlefield!

"Su Baliu, what are you going to do!!!"
Duanmu Wuji saw Su Han grabbing towards him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he was so angry that he roared out almost as if he broke his throat.
He thought that the Phoenix Sect occupied the four large wellheads of Yuxu Palace, and he would stay there honestly, waiting for the eruption.
After all, this has always been the case, and it has almost become a rule.
But he didn't expect that Phoenix Sect would not play cards according to common sense at all, and just it, but what Su Baliu snatched was not the saint skull, but... himself!
"Four large wellheads are too few. I want your Sword Immortal Tomb." Su Han said lightly.
"Fuck your mother's shit!!!"
Duanmu Wuji gritted his teeth, and the green veins on his forehead were exposed: "Su Baliu, I think you really didn't die the last time. I don't know what the sky is high and the earth thick!"
"Then you, how about the last time you came to let Su die?"
Su Han's eyes suddenly fell cold, and his big hands passed across the air. Those who were in front of Duanmu Wuji were swept away directly, spewing out a big mouth of blood, and the figure vibrated, as if the internal organs were about to shatter, and flew away.
In the blink of an eye, Duanmu Wuji's figure was completely exposed in the crowd.
"Protect Young Master Promise!" someone shouted.
"Protection? Hahaha...Did you protect it?!"
The sound of running water sounded from this moment, and its whole body was covered with a series of transparent light curtains. The light curtains were exactly the space defensive magic similar to the guardian of the earth—the space cage!
This space cage can confine oneself and increase defense power for oneself, and it can also confine the opponent and prevent the opponent from escaping.
As the flowing clouds rushed in, many flying swords fell from the void, and those flying swords reflected dazzling and brilliant colors, like sword rain, and swept toward the tomb of the sword immortal.
Seeing this scene, the people in the tomb of Jianxian looked gloomy, hard to see the extreme.
They are all mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they cannot protect themselves, let alone protect Duanmu Wuji.
No one thought that the Phoenix Sect would make another move. Therefore, although the people of the Sect Sect attached to the Sword Immortal Tomb had reacted at this moment, they had already rushed out, but there was no time at all.
The people of the Phoenix Sect dragged the people of the sword immortal tomb, and Su Han's eyes flashed here, and he came directly to Duanmu Wuji with a step.
Duanmu Wuji knew how terrifying Su Han was. Seeing Su Han rushing, he swallowed a divine stone without saying anything.
"boom!"
At the moment it swallowed it, Su Han's palm violently penetrated Duanmu Wuji's body from behind.
Duanmu Wuji's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it. In his gaze, the figure of Su Han in front was slowly dissipating, which was obviously an afterimage of Su Han.
"Your speed... how could it be so fast!"
The Shenshi is quickly repairing Duanmu Wuji's injury. Although he can't feel the pain, a strong sense of crisis erupts, and the hairs all over his body are completely exploded at this moment.
"Come on, come on!!!" Duanmu Wuji roared.
"boom!"
As soon as his voice fell, Su Han's palm blasted on Duanmu Wuji's head again.
Duanmu Wuji's head exploded directly, but because it had swallowed another sacred stone, the exploded head was still rapidly repairing.
Facing Su Han, Duanmu Wuji was completely an ant, let alone an attack, there was no possibility of blocking it.
"I want to see, how many such sacred stones do you have!"
Su Leng hum constantly attacking.
"Boom boom boom..."
With the bombardment again and again, Duanmu Wuji's finally exploded completely at a certain moment, and it was never repaired.
His sacred stone has been completely exhausted.
"Su Baliu!!!"
The Yuanshen of Duanmu Wuji rushed out, gritted his teeth and screamed.
Su Han's expression was cold, and he grasped Duanmu Wuji's soul with a palm.
"You want to kill me? Impossible!"
Duanmu Wuji roared: "I want you to know the consequences of offending my Sword Immortal Tomb!!!"
When the voice fell, Duanmu Wuji's palm turned over, and immediately a sign appeared.
This rune was engraved with runes, and the runes seemed to have an extremely vicissitudes of ancient flavor, and they seemed to have existed for at least ten thousand years.
After taking out the rune, Duanmu Wuji gave a fierce beat. At the moment when the soul was about to be caught by Su Han, he shouted: "With my soul, sacrifice to the sword fairy, with my blood, call the blood of the ancestors, In my body...coming to the sword fairy!!!"
"Om~"
The moment his words fell, a golden glow suddenly burst out of Duanmu Wuji's body.
At this moment, Su Han's palm hit Duanmu Wuji's body, but that golden light sent an extremely astonishing counter-shock force. Su Han suffered from this counter-shock force, and he paused with his palm and retreated slightly.
"Wow!"
Even at this moment, the golden light on Duanmu Wuji formed a beam of light and rushed straight into the sky.
This golden beam of light seemed to be able to absorb clouds and mist. As it absorbed, the beam of light became thicker, bigger, and higher. In the end, an illusory figure suddenly appeared from the sky.
There was confusion in this figure, his eyes were hollow, and his mouth was muttering, as if he was saying something incomprehensible.
In his hand, he also holds a golden long sword, but the long sword at this moment looks rusty, as if it has suffered countless corrosion, and it seems that after endless years, it is about to gradually dissipate.
From above this figure, Su Han felt an extremely terrifying pressure, and from the golden long sword scene, he felt a strong sharpness.
"Sword Fairy, come!"
Duanmu Wuji spoke again, his primordial spirit was almost distorted, as if summoning the sword immortal to come, it had consumed a great amount of primordial spirit.
When these words fell, the confusion in the illusory figure disappeared, as if there was a spirit.
His figure flashed ~EbookFREE.me~ directly from the golden beam of light, and entered the Yuanshen of Duanmu Wuji.
"what!!!"
Duanmu Wuji's face turned hideous and distorted at this moment, and his soul was trembling constantly, as if he was suffering extremely intense pain.
At the same time, the flesh and blood that had exploded unexpectedly grew rapidly, and soon there was another complete body that appeared in front of Su Han.
It's just that Duanmu Wuji at this moment is obviously different from before. His temperament has changed drastically, his eyes are filled with golden light, and he doesn't have the previous expression, like a puppet.
"The Ancient Emperor Battlefield..."
There are vicissitudes of speech, coming from Duanmu Wuji's mouth, but the voice has completely changed, no longer the kind of youth, but a hoarse meaning of vicissitudes.
At the moment these four words fell, Su Han's body shook fiercely.
Even at this moment, the dark cloud above the void turned and quickly turned into a big hand, and went straight to Duanmu Wuji to press over!