Chapter 997: Sword of Terror

"Stop talking nonsense, roll out if you accept the challenge, and roll back if you dare not!" Su Chen made a deliberate excitement.
"you wanna die!"
Han Jianwu could no longer bear the anger in his heart, and suddenly a purple-gold long sword appeared in his hand, which was aimed at Su Chenyao and cut it down.
The Han family is a family of swordsmanship, and almost every strong man is a good swordsman.
The purple-gold long sword used by Han Jianwu is a high-level holy sword.
The horror of the sword intent that radiated from it was countless times more powerful than the combination of the seven and five holy swords of the cold sword.
It was also the most powerful holy sword attack Su Chen had seen so far.
"Since you use a sword, I will also play with you with a sword."
A strange arc was drawn across the corner of Su Chen's mouth, and then he reached out to the storage bag.
In Muran, a hundred long swords shining with thunder light shot out, hovering and flying above the head.
For a time, the terrifying sword intent was like a vast ocean, surging endlessly.
The lightning fluctuations shook the sky even more, giving people a feeling that they would be wiped out even if they touched it slightly.
At the moment when the hundred holy swords appeared, Han Jianwu's purple-gold long sword shuddered.
"A hundred thunder sword..."
Han Jian opened his eyes in four, with an inexplicable horror in his eyes.
"Su Chen still has this method?"
Qi Mulei and the others were equally surprised.
Qi Mufeng Mu Ran thought that Su Chen wanted to build five thousand holy swords.
The hundred handles that appeared in front of them were only a small part of them.
But then again, a hundred holy steps are enough to destroy the world.
How terrifying is the power of the five thousand holy swords?
When this thought came up, Qi Mufeng swallowed deeply and couldn't imagine it anymore.
On the other side, Han Jianqi had already shuddered with fear, and trembled violently, wishing to escape from here immediately.
But he also knew that Su Chen's holy sword had locked him far away.
If you run away, you can only die faster.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and smashed Su Chen to death.
The one hundred holy steps on Su Chen's head quickly merged together and turned into a thunder-type holy sword the size of ten feet.
"cut!"
With a cold cry from Su Chen.
The Lightning Sacred Sword slashed down, and after easily slicing the purple-golden long sword into powder, it instantly appeared in front of Han Jianwu.
"Do not..."
Han Jianwu let out a scream of unwillingness, and then it turned into nothingness, with no bones left.
"too frightening!"
Qi Mulei's heart throbbed violently.
Mu Ran thought that when Su Chen and Qi Qingquan fought, they didn't make any effort at all.
If he had used this trick at that time, Qi Qingquan would be beheaded 100%.
"What kind of freak is this guy?"
Qi Muxue didn't know what to use to describe Su Chen.
Originally, he already felt that Su Chen was strong enough.
But now it seems that Su Chen's strength is seriously underestimated.
"Who are you?"
Han Jiansi looked at Su Chen in horror, and muffled questioning.
The strength of Su Chen brought him devastating.
Even if Han Jianwu was beheaded, he couldn't have the courage to avenge him.
Su Chen took the one hundred holy swords back into the storage bag, glanced at Han Jian four times, and said lightly: "If you want to know my name, take my sword first.
Han Jian Si suddenly didn't dare to speak.
Now even if he gave him ten guts, he didn't dare to take Su Chen's sword.
"waste!"
Su Chen snorted coldly, put away the broken fragments, and then said to Qi Mufeng and others: "Brother Qi, let's go back."
The main purpose of this trip is to kill Han Jian Wu.
The goal has been achieved, and I don't want to stay here for long.
As for the destruction of the Han family, he has no such idea for the time being.
After all, the Stars Competition is imminent, and he does not want to affect this event.