Chapter 1275: sacrifice

On both sides, Han Xin's expression remained as usual, and Yang Jian's eyes were calm, and he didn't stop him. He just stared at Yang Huanguang and the minister to guard against him.
Your Majesty has something, what a joke.
"Stupid!" A scream came from Lin Qian's mouth, and his pupils flashed with purple and gold light.
Emperor pupil!
boom!
In an instant, in the sea of ​​knowledge, the terrifying soul power turned into a huge wave, swept across, and shot the soul blade from Yang Huanwen.
The giant wave instantly swept the sharp blade into it, rolling in, and instantly crushed the sharp blade.
Yang Huanwen, who entered the seventh stage of the Dao Realm, was attacked by the soul of the great emperor of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of Dao. Under Lin Qian's soul wave offensive, he was vulnerable and weak.
Just a touch is defeated.
After this wave of soul power crushed the sharp blade, it turned into two sword lights, which suddenly appeared from the emperor pupil and rushed out.
Two sword beams, one divided into two, turned into four soul sword beams and pierced into the opponent's pupils, sank into them, and entered the sea of ​​consciousness.
Lin Qian's body also moved, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbing the sword body of the war sword with his bare hands.
The infinitely powerful Shenguang sword body containing Yang Huanwen's full blow was unexpectedly clamped by Lin Qian's bare hands and could not move.
On the other side, Lin Qian was armed with Yuan Qi, the Emperor Sword appeared in his hand, and the Emperor's spirit condensed the sword.
The imperial intent and majesty, instantly emerge between the world, unparalleled domineering, supreme and supreme, but I dominate.
This coercion appeared, not to mention Yang Huanwen, together with Yang Huanguang and the minister, they were all suppressed and feared.
"Impossible, you..." Yang Huanwen was panicked, the junior in the realm of enlightenment in front of him, as if in an instant, turned into the master of the world, the unparalleled supreme, and extremely noble.
And he, insignificant and unmatched, is simply not qualified to be compared with him.
The golden sword light appeared in front of him, and the crisis of death caused Yang Huanwen to wake up from his confusion and hurriedly retreated back.
However, it was still cut on his right arm by Lin Qian's sword.
The power contained in the golden sword light made Yang Huanwen unable to resist the resistance at all, only to abandon this arm and pull back.
When he returned to Yang Huanguang and the minister, his entire right arm had been chopped off shoulder-to-shoulder, blood gushing out from the wound, like a spring, with a purple aura permeating it.
It was blood, purple, and it also showed his identity.
The Nether Clan, the beings of other chaotic universe civilizations, the blood was filled, and his wounds gradually stopped bleeding.
Yang Huanwen looked up at this moment, his face pale, Lin Qian's soul power attack was extremely tyrannical, and the sea of ​​knowledge was also hit hard.
And when he looked up, he also saw Lin Qian's hand, holding the war sword condensed out of his four eyes with bare hands.
When his gaze projected past, Lin Qian's face showed disdain, and he suddenly used force...
Click!
Yang Huanwen stared at him, unbelievable.
The war sword that his own divine light condensed was actually crushed by the opponent's bare hands!
It must have such a terrifying physical body to be able to do this.
Moreover, his own soul attack turned out to be easily disintegrated by the opponent, and he returned with a strong counterattack.
With a flick of his hand, he dropped the fragments of the war sword at will, allowing it to disintegrate into a spirit of energy, and the elementary weapon was untied.
"Enter the seventh stage of the Dao Realm? The strength of your Nether Clan, but so, I am very disappointed." Lin Qian carried his hands on his back and looked lonely, "I'm afraid, among the Nether Clan, your four-eyed spirit The clan can't be on the table, right?"
Lin Qian's words made Yang Huanwen's face even more ugly. He opened his mouth to refute, but couldn't speak.
Just now he was defeated, and he was indeed defeated. Where did he start to refute?
Yang Huanguang and the minister at the side were equally unbelievable.
Originally, the two of them thought that Yang Huanwen suddenly launched an impact, and the two of them next to Lin Qian remained motionless, simply stupid.
It now appears that the two of them are stupid.
This enlightened human race is actually so powerful.
Yang Huanwen made an all-out effort, and under the flagrant attack, there was no way to kill him. And he was severely injured and cut his arm.
If it was the past, someone told himself that a human race of the ninth-level enlightenment realm would cut Yang Huanwen down with a single sword.
They must feel that it is nonsense.
Now that this fact is in front of oneself, it is impossible for people to regard it as invisible.
"Your Majesty, do you want to catch them alive?" Suddenly, Han Xin on the side respectfully consulted Lin Qian.
Lin Qian put his hands behind his back, staring at the three in front of him faintly, and after a little thought: "You can try, maybe you can pry something out of their mouths. It's a pity that Veritaserum potion is at their level. Say, it's useless."
On the other side, Yang Huanwen and the three of them felt humiliated when they heard Lin Qian's words.
"It's a pity that I still underestimated them." Suddenly, the minister also opened his mouth and looked at Yang Huanwen, "It has been a good day to assist you over the years, and it is worth remembering."
"Wait, can't you..." The minister suddenly said, seeing his expression, Yang Huanwen's expression changed, "No, let's go away for now, there is still a chance."
"No, this person is arrogant. This opportunity is very rare. Put him in a dangerous situation." The minister shook his head and looked at Lin Qian, "If this opportunity is lost, it will be difficult to have it again in the future."
When he said this, the minister's eyes and eyes were full of absolute absoluteness, and he regarded death as home.
The look of the minister of the eight pupils of the Protoss and his words made Lin Qian very interested: "Why, you want to sacrifice yourself and die with me?"
"No, I understand that I don't have this ability. You are so talented, you are by no means an ordinary person, you can cut your arm with a single sword, it can be seen that your combat strength is by no means as simple as the realm."
"To die together, I really can't do it, but my life can make this opportunity to kill you now a reality."
"You are terrible. Once you grow up, it's just a nightmare for the Nether Race. Maybe it will change the pattern of this chaotic universe."
"My life, your life is replaced, it's not a pity to die."
The next moment, the eight pupils in the minister's four eyes suddenly flashed in darkness, and suddenly collapsed, forming a twisted hole, swallowing his body.
The minister's death happened suddenly, and no one could have predicted it.
Even Lin Qian was accidental in the sudden death of this minister.
Yang Huanwen on one side, with a sad expression on his face, threw an elixir in his mouth, the power of the medicine exploded, a painful roar, and the severed arm grew out again.
In their realm, with the help of medicine, rebirth from a broken arm is not a problem, but the loss is not small.
However, Yang Huanwen stared at Lin Qian with crimson eyes at the moment: "Even if your strength is good, you will not escape death today."
"Because there are only three of you!"