Vol 2 Chapter 989:

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Chapter Ten Chapter 989
It turns out that this person is Tang Yin! Guang Han heard a shock, and subconsciously re-examined Tang Yin again. ()
It can be said that his plan and layout were perfect, but it was bad for Tang Yin. Not only did he destroy his plan, but he also lost everything he had gained from his hundreds of years of painstaking efforts in Shenchi. .
He clenched the hilt of the sword unconsciously, gritted his teeth and said violently, "You are the Wind King Tang Yin!"
"That's right! We finally met again." Tang Yinan sat on the horse and turned a blind eye to the murderous radiance from Guang Han's body. He said leisurely: "When was the last time we met? It's been too long, my king can't remember Clear."
Guang Han heard his frown frown. Did he meet with Tang Yin himself? impossible!
Judging from his age, it is unlikely that he will be over 30 years old. During these 30 years, he has been practicing retreat in Shenchi. How could Tang Yin have seen himself? Has he ever been to Shenchi before?
He was puzzled and asked, "Where have we met before?"
"The past can't bear to look back, let alone mention it." Tang Yin was not here to listen to the old with Guang Han, but to get his head.
He slowly raised his hand and listened to Guanghan with his fingertips, and said, "If you descend now, the King may consider giving you a dignified death method, and if you continue to resist, you can see that even the whole army around here is one person. With one foot, you can be trampled into meat. "
"Haha—" Guang Han laughed and laughed at his back, and said, "Is the king, the divine King of the divine gods, daring to kill my king by waiting for ordinary people?"
Tang Yin heard the words and shook his head secretly. I don't know if it was Guanghan who has lived a long time or he used to say one or two in Shenchi, and he regarded himself as a god.
However, no matter how mysterious and devastating this soul devours, it cannot change the fact that he is a flesh and blood, and he will be limited by the limits of the human body.
"My King has shown you a clear way, but if you don't choose, you're asking for hardship and humiliating yourself--"
Before Tang Yin's words were finished, Guang Han listened sharply and moved forward, shouting loudly, "My king wants your life first!" Between the words, he leapt forward, held the sword in both hands, and chopped down the mountain of Huashan. .
Seeing this, Nie Zhen was startled. Tang Yin could not die. He also expected Tang Yin to help him ascend to the throne of the Holy King! Before Tang Yin responded, Nie Zhen rushed forward and pulled Tang Yin out.
Click! Guang Han heard that this powerful sword did not hit Tang Yin, but split his horse from the center into two pieces.
Tang Yin frowned secretly, not because of Guanghan's epee, but because he felt that Nie Zhen had too much to do without him. Couldn't he still stop Guanghan from listening?
Seeing that Nie Zhen opened Tang Yin, Guang Han heard the anger in his heart. He shouted again and dragged the sword emperor to chase and kill Tang Yin. However, at this time, the elders around him rushed up and stopped Guang Han from listening. .
There was no unnecessary nonsense on both sides, and they immediately fought to one place.
Now that Guanghan listens, it is no longer easy to retreat from the elders. It is not that the elders' strength has increased, but that his own strength has decreased sharply, not to mention how much his aura has been consumed, and his physical strength alone has begun to overdraw.
During the battle, the elders felt that Guanghanting's offensive was getting weaker and weaker, and they became more and more relaxed. In the end, only four elders were fighting with Guanghanting on the field, and the remaining elders were sitting around , Watching while resting.
If it was at the time when Guanghan was listening to the heyday, where were the four elders that belonged to him, but now, even the four elders have made it difficult for him to cope.
There were more than 50 rounds of fighting between the two sides. Guang Han listened only to one, and he was cut off by an elder's spirit sword.
The spirit sword ripped the armor on his body and cut a small opening under his rib. The wound was not big or deep, it was just a cut of skin, but when they saw Guanghan heard the red, people's minds couldn't help but be shocked. They and Guanghan heard from morning to noon, and from noon to In the afternoon, there were hundreds or thousands of rounds of fighting between the two sides, but it has always been that Guanghan could hurt them, but they could not hurt Guanghan in the slightest. Now he is finally injured. What is in people's hearts? Can't be encouraged.
Nie Zhen stood up subconsciously and shouted excitedly: "Guang Han was injured, Guang Han was injured ..."
The elders were in a state of excitement and excitement, and the broad cold on the battlefield was outraged. This was the first time he had been injured since being the holy King of Shenchi. How could he bear it?
He used all his strength and hurriedly made a few moves, and retired the three elders, and then returned with a sword to cut the neck of the last elder.
It was Guanghan who heard his sword injury just now, and the latter hated him too much. His sword was too fast, and the elder was too late to dodge. He could only raise the spirit sword in his hand and inject a large amount of aura into the spirit sword.
When 啷! In the harsh, crisp sound, the sword emperor and the spirit sword bumped into a strong.
The elder felt a powerful force sweeping towards him. He couldn't stand, leaned back, and backed up again and again. Guanghan listened to the shape of electricity, followed directly, and waved his arms as a epee, slashing the opponent's waist.
The elder was still powerless to dodge and could only brace his head and set up a sword again, but this time, the aura he injected into the spirit sword was much smaller. When 啷! Click! Two consecutive beeps, and after the two swords touched each other, the elder's spirit sword snapped and the elder flew out. When he looked at the ground, he saw that the spirit armor on his palm was broken, and the palm was exposed. A clear crack was visible at the tiger's mouth, and blood was flowing continuously.
The three elders who had previously retreated from his heart were shocked. One of them drank and flew to Guang Han to listen, and at the same time took a sword straight to his back heart. Guang Han didn't even hear his head back, as if he didn't see the killing moves behind him, and continued to chop the sword emperor forward.
Click! flutter! Poor elder, just injured Guang Han and just chopped his sword into two. But Guang Han didn't ask for much cheapness. He cut the elder to resent his hatred, but he himself was injured by a sword stabbed from the back to his left shoulder.
This sword was pierced by the back of Guanghan's left shoulder and reached out in front of his shoulder. The strength of the sword penetrated the two layers of spiritual armor before and after him.
Before waiting for the opponent to close the sword, Guang Han listened and raised his hand, grabbed the tip of the sword with his shoulder out, and didn't give the other party the chance to draw the sword. At the same time, he swept back with a sword.
flutter! The sword was sweeping the elder's waist, and a cut-length opening was made in his lower abdomen. Scarlet blood and white flowers' intestines flowed out of the brain.
Turning around and kicking his body, Guanghan listened and raised his hand to pull out the spirit sword on his shoulder. He fell fiercely on the ground, and whispered, "Which one is not afraid to die to come and fight against the king?"
At this time, Guang Han listened completely red-eyed, and his body was covered with sores. He was covered with blood from head to toe. It was not clear which was his own and which was from others.
He held the Emperor of the Sword, standing among the armies, and shot red light in his fierce eyes, slowly looking around.
Seeing his appearance, he looked like a of heaven and a ghost, all the people around him, whether they were elders of Shenchi or generals of the two armies of the Fengchuan, were frightened and retreated involuntarily.
"Who else dares to come out and fight with King Wang, come!" Guang Han heard hissing and shouting exhaustively.
At this time no one dared to stand up to fight, and Guanghan Ting, who had gone mad, was almost more terrible than Guanghan Ting, when he was at the heyday. Although he could easily hurt him, his counterattack was fatal.
Seeing that the morale that had just been raised had to be suppressed by Guang Han, Huangfu had to step forward. He changed a new sword and slowly walked towards Guanghan Ting, saying coldly, "Guang Han Ting, the old man is fighting you!"
"You're my life!" Guang Han was too lazy to listen to nonsense. A sword swept across the neck of Huangfu's show. The latter didn't dare to care, and he didn't dare to block it. Immediately afterwards, he leaned forward, and the sword in his hand stabbed to the lower abdomen of Guanghan.
Guangzhan heard that the change of moves was astonishingly fast, and the sword king who swept out immediately withdrew and stood in front of him. When 啷! Huangfu Xiutai's sword was stabbed on the sword emperor's sword. Under the force of the rebound, Huangfu Xiutai took a step back. Looking back at Guanghan, it was a big step backward.
The two sides equated with each other.
Just a tie was enough to make Huangfu's show more confident. He couldn't help laughing and proudly said, "Guanghan listens, if you have any skill, just let it out!"
During his speech, he again approached Guanghan Ting, and the sword walked like a fly, constantly attacking the whole body of Guang Hanting.
Guang Han heard Leng Huo and battled Huangfu's show. The two of you came and went with me. In just a blink of an eye, I had more than 50 moves. Seeing that it was difficult to win in my hands, Huangfu Xiutai took the initiative to change his tactics, and released a cross-cutting pole at Guanghan Ting.
"Sculpture of eagle worms!" When Guanghan listened to the sword, he cast the spiritual martial skill peculiar to the gold-lined spiritual cultivator—Tiantu Wandao? Sting.
I saw countless golden yellow thorns in front of Guang Hanting's body. First, they flew forward, but gradually concentrated in a line during the flight. The countless spiritual thorns formed a long gold thread and scratched it. Through the sky, through the cross-cutting poles, he went straight towards Huangfu's chest.
bad! On the one side, Nie Zhen took a breath, and the cross-cutting is extremely large-scale attack skills, while the sky slaughtering blades and stabs are point-attack skills. It is precisely to break the surface. Even if Huangfu Xiutai can hurt Guanghan, He himself had to be pierced by the prick.
He leaned forward and was about to rescue him, but then he thought about it, and almost lifted his feet back.
Guanghan Ting is now surrounded by the masses, and he can't escape anyway, he will definitely die ~ EbookFREE.me ~, and Huangfu Xiutai is the biggest stumbling block for himself to fight for the throne. If he can fight with Guang Han Ting today, then It couldn't be better for yourself.
Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth unconsciously picked up, and then he pouted his mouth again, withdrew his smile, and peeked around to see that the elders were watching the fierce battle on the field intently, and then he let go. Come to my heart.
When he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly found a bright gaze staring at himself.
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