Vol 2 Chapter 993:

Chapter Ten Chapter 993
Oh? This person is so exquisite in archery! Guang Han heard that Jiang Fan was only very capable and savvy, but he did not expect his arrows to be equally outstanding.
After Jiang Fanqi shot three arrows, he no longer gave Guanghan Ting the opportunity to continue throwing out his sword. He took out the remaining three arrows of Zhenhun, Undead, and Requiem together, and shot at Guanghanting continuously.
The Soul Arrow and the Wraith Arrow are ahead, as if they were two shooting stars. Two golden lights were drawn in the air, and they came to Guanghan in a flash. A quick arrow in the undercover! Guang Han quickly hurled the sword king to parry.
He blocked the two arrows, Zhenhun and Undead. When he wanted to block the requiem, his sword suddenly changed direction, from flying to falling.
Just listening to the flutter, Guang Han heard so quickly that Jiang Fan's arrow could not change the direction of flight. The requiem arrow was swept by the Emperor of the Sword, and nailed to Guang Han's thigh.
The arrow was too powerful, not only penetrated the cold armor of Guanghan, but also shot through his thigh. The gold arrow was directly nailed to the ground behind him, punching his thigh out of the blood of the thumb. hole.
Guang Han heard a snoring moan, involuntarily kneeling on one knee, holding the sword emperor, so that he did not fall. Jiang Fan succeeded in one move, and his heart could not help but be excited. He rushed forward, picked up the purple bow in his hand, and cut his head to Guang Han's head with all his strength.
"Ah-" Guang Han heard the loud roar, and he struggled to stand up, exerting his strength, holding the sword in both hands, swiping outward. When 啷! Jiang Fan's purple gold bow and Guang Han heard the sword emperor hit each other in the air.
The energy that erupted at that instant raised the dust on the ground to a high level, and the scene was full of flying sand, like a hurricane.
Look at Guang Han listening again, take a few steps backwards, sit on the ground with one buttock, and can't stand for a while, look at Jiang Fan, fly a few meters away, and after landing, can't help but take a few steps backward This barely stabilized the body.
He felt stuffy in his chest, his throat was sweet, and a heat wave surged from his belly, and a wow burst out of a blood arrow.
Spitting this old blood, Jiang Fan felt more comfortable, but the arm holding the bow was sore and numb, and his palm was stinging like a needle, and he couldn't make any effort.
Guang Han listened to the Emperor Sword as a support, and stood up again with difficulty. Then he dragged the Emperor and limped toward Jiang Fan. The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer. Finally, Guang Han listened to stand in front of Jiang Fan.
He gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice, "You take another sword from the king!" While talking, he held up the sword emperor, pointed at Jiang Fan's head, and slashed down the mountain.
At this point, Jiang Fan had already suffered internal injuries. His arm did not seem to be his own, and he was not under his control. He watched the other side cut a epee, and he was unable to resist and unable to dodge.
At this moment, a person from Guang Han's side suddenly came over to him, and the spirit sword took his temple directly.
The latter responded quickly, and immediately changed his moves. The sword that was slashed was swept horizontally. When the sword rushed, the sword emperor was attacking his spirit sword and made a clear sound.
Guang Han turned his head and looked, his face could not help changing.
It turned out that it was not the others who saved Jiang Fan at the critical moment, but the wind king Tang Yin. I saw him holding a spirit sword, and his body slipped around, flashed to the side of Jiang Fan, grabbed his arm, and flung it out vigorously, while drinking: "Go!"
Jiang Fan's body was thrown back to his own camp by Tang Yin stiffly. Guanghan listened to Tang Yin in disbelief and said, "The king of wind? Why, do you even have to fight against the king?"
I heard in Guanghan that Tang Yin was too late to hide himself, how dare he take the initiative to fight against himself? Tang Yin smiled coldly, raised the sword in her hand, and flicked it a little, and said, "A long time ago, I wanted to fight with you, but I have been suffering and no chance, and it is not fair." He looked up and down. Guang Han, who was covered in blood and full of color, nodded slightly, and said, "Now, it seems a lot fairer."
Guanghan listening has practiced for more than 500 years, and Tang Yin has been in Lingwucai for several years. It is certainly unfair to fight duel when Guanghan listens to the heyday. Now that Guanghan's hearing has been severely damaged, and there are injuries in his body, this is indeed fairer to Tang Yin.
It was just that Guanghan couldn't understand what he meant, and the second monk's head was scratching his head. He asked, "You already wanted to fight the king?"
"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded with a smile.
"My King has no injustice with you ..." After waiting for Guang Han to finish speaking, Tang Yin waved his hand and walked towards Guang Han. He walked close to Guang Han listening, and the distance between the two was almost affixed together.
He leaned forward and whispered in Guanghan's ear, "Hate to be killed, hate to take away his wife, isn't this also called injustice?"
Guanghan heard that his face was a change, the hatred of being killed, the hatred of taking away his wife, how did this start?
When did you kill Tang Yin and when did you take away his wife? Even if I had such an idea, it was not successful! Tang Yin is still alive now, and his princess is living in the Wind Palace.
Seeing him bewildered, Tang Yin's eyes gradually became deeper, among them the sharp light was beating, he said slowly: "Even after five hundred years, Brother Xuanling won't forget Yan Lie's old man?"
This sentence can surprise Guang Han. He widened his eyes sharply, took two steps backwards, and looked at Tang Yin incredibly. He couldn't help staggering, and said, "You ... you are ..."
"You're right!" Tang Yin took the first two steps and continued to hang on to Guang Han listening, and said quietly, "I'm Tang Yin, but also Yan Lie, Guang Xuan Ling. You can kill Yan Lie while you are in danger, But do n’t forget, the Dark Soul Practitioners can also cast death sacrifices before they die! "
Guang Han's eyes widened as he listened. When Tang Yin finished speaking, his eyes were like bronze bells, and his eyes were almost cracked. He murmured, "You ... you have inherited a severe death sacrifice ..."
Tang Yin narrowed her eyes and said, "You finally understand. You worked hard, killed you severely, snatched the crystal, and won the position of Holy King. But now, you have nothing, reputation, status, and even being The crystal you snatched! "
Crystal can be said to be Guang Han's biggest pain in his life, but also his biggest pain point. He subconsciously grasped the Emperor Sword, and his body flew upright. Without warning, he yelled violently, and picked the sword emperor from the bottom up.
Tang Yin, who was close to him, shook his body slightly, turned from Guang Han's side to his back, and whispered, "If it doesn't belong to you, it won't be yours after all, even if you do everything despicable. means."
"Yan Lie--" Guang Han heard these two words out of his teeth. He turned back sharply, facing Tang Yin's eyes, and condensed, "I don't agree, I just don't accept! Why can you get everything, why do you, the despicable dark spiritual practitioner, get crystal, but I can't, I Don't agree! "Between the words, the sword emperor in his hand flashed Wan Dao Xia Guang, which was the prelude to the spirit change of the soldiers.
Tang Yin appeared in front of Guang Han Ting in a stern manner, stimulating the latter's most painful nerve, and letting him completely fall into a state of madness.
Now, Guanghan Ting doesn't want to retain any strength anymore, he just wants to kill this person who has been entangled in him like a nightmare for more than 500 years, Yan Lie!
The conversation between Tang Yin and Guanghan Ting was unclear to the people around, and even if I heard only a few words occasionally, I didn't understand what they were talking about.
However, when Guanghan heard that the spirit change of Zhanbing could be seen, everyone around him could see. People's hearts suddenly dangled from their throats, their nerves followed, and their eyes stared at the two in the battlefield without blinking. .
The man who wants to perform the soldier's spiritual change is Guang Han listening, and the weapon in his hand is the famous swordsman. Once the soldier's spiritual change is completed, how terrible is it?
Nie Zhen's heart trembled and was frightened. He didn't think about it. The sword strode forward, and the spirit sword in his hand waved to Guang Han, and the blood soul chased it.
The scarlet thorns seemed to be a red line, cut through the sky, and shot straight into Guang Han's head. Guang Han didn't hear it. The sword emperor lifted up slightly, just blocking the blood soul chasing the extreme thorns.
Click! The spirit stabbed a smash, and Guanghan heard it was a step backward, but at the same time, the sword emperor in his hand became a living creature, and a number of glittering tentacles were born on the wings of the sword emperor. past.
Nie Zhen's face changed greatly. He was also full of fear and fear in the face of the spirit change of the soldiers heard by Guang Han. He hurriedly collected his forward shape, exerted his full strength, and waved his sword to call the tentacles.
His sword hasn't touched the tentacles yet. One tentacle has been wrapped around his sword first, and there are several clicks and crunches in the ear wheel, and then look at the sword in Nie Zhen's hand, it breaks apart for several paragraphs ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ scattered under his feet.
When Nie Zhen saw this, his head buzzed, and he screamed back sharply. He was fast, but the tentacles of the sword emperor were faster, and the tentacles were like a few arrows off the string, stabbing straight to Nie Zhen's body.
flutter! Even though Nie Zhen tried his best to hide from left to right, his shoulder was still stabbed by an antennae. With a muffled sound, the spiritual armor on his shoulder was penetrated, and the antennae entered in front of him and behind him. Probed out.
Nie Zhen cried out in pain, and retreated. After hurting Nie Zhen, Guang Han did not continue to hunt. He held up the tentacled sword emperor and snarled towards Tang Yin.
Guang Han listened to his old life now, just to hold Tang Yin under his sword. Tang Yin isn't a fool, so how can I stop Guang Han from listening to this last fight? He whispered coldly, pulled away, and ran back quickly to his own camp.
"Yan Lie, where are you fleeing? I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time, even if I die, I will let you accompany me!" Guang Han heard staring red eyes, in Tang Yin's Behind him.
When Tang Yin was about to run to the front of the Fengjun camp, he suddenly fell to the ground and quickly swung open to the side. The Guanghan who chased him later did not understand what was going on. The sound of the crossbow bouncing in the Wind Army camp had already become one.