Chapter 850: Han Feng Sword

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Chapter 850: Cold Front Killing Sword
All of a sudden.
In the early morning, the sky was a bit gloomy, and soon afterwards, heavy rain poured over the city of Yanyang. But even so, there are still many monks gathered around the platform of life and death.
The life and death platform is located in the center of a square in the west of the city. It is a round platform about two meters high, about 30 meters in size. The round table is as dark as ink, as if cut and polished from a whole boulder.
As long as Yanyang City has existed, this life and death platform has existed for so long.
But even so, the life and death platform was not damaged in any way, but there were stains of blood on the surface of the platform, even if it was such heavy rain, it could not be cleaned.
A hundred meters away from the life and death platform, the houses are continuous.
The monks were gathered under the eaves. Most of the people who came here were reserve disciples of Yijianshanzhuang. After all, whether it is Tang Huan or Gu Sen, they are just preparing disciples. The battle between life and death between them is a major event for everyone in Yi Jian Shan Zhuang. In short, it's just a small thing like sesame mung beans, nothing to be concerned about.
A life-and-death battle on the platform of life and death is commonplace for residents of Yanyang City.
Over the years, there have been countless monks who died on the platform of life and death. Such battles of life and death have occurred almost every day, many times even several times a day. Above this black circle, there have been monks under the heavenly realm, as well as monks in the realm of the realm and the realm.
Even the strong in the realm of the three yuan, occasionally come to this stage of life and death to share their lives.
The closer to noon, the more monks gathered around the platform of life and death, but instead of showing the slightest sign of stoppage, the heavy rain was getting heavier, like a splash.
"I'm coming……"
"Tang Huan?"
"It seems to be Tang Huan!"
"..."
Under the eaves around the square, there was a sudden commotion.
At this moment, on the wide avenue to the east of Life and Death Terrace, thirteen figures rushed forward, but it took only a moment to enter the square. Wind and gallop came to the stage of life and death, twelve of them stopped, but the person at the front jumped up and landed on the table.
This person is Tang Huan!
The raindrops fell, and when it was about to fall on Tang Huan, it seemed to be blocked by a layer of invisible energy, all of which fell to the ground, and all the way, Tang Huan was dripping with rain. The same goes for the tigers and Shen You who are on the stage. It is not difficult for monks in the realm to do this.
After a while, someone started to come out from under the roof.
On the stage of life and death, Tang Huan's eyes were trembling, motionless, and the plume gun in his hand was faintly glowing red in the rain. Under the stage of life and death, more and more monks appeared, and from time to time someone whispered to one another. Although it was covered by the sound of rain, the soft murmur still echoed from time to time.
"Well, this life and death platform will take another life today."
"Tang Huan's victory is not big. The gap between him and Gu Sen is too big. If he has broken through to the seventh of the true spirit, even if it is the sixth peak of the true spirit, it will be difficult to say.
"Tang Huan is so cunning. Do you think he is the kind of man who knows that his chances are slim?
"It seems that it is almost noon. Will Gu Sen not come?"
"What's the joke? With Gu Sen's unpretentious character, will he not come?"
"..."
"finally come!"
Tang Huan opened his eyes suddenly, a chill flashed over his face, and two eyes penetrated the heavy rain curtain and fell hundreds of meters away. At the end of the smoky and rainy avenue, a white shadow suddenly appeared, leaping at a rapid pace, but only a moment of effort had already fallen on the stage of life and death.
The person who came is Gu Sen, and within his eyes, there is a sense of murder.
"Uh-"
At about the same time, Gu Sen's sword suddenly came out of the sheath, the sheath was black, but the blade was white like ice and snow. It was almost the moment when the sword was exposed. The cold coldness of the forest swept away instantly. Instantly turned into an ice cave, within dozens of meters, the falling raindrops turned into crystal clear ice beads, which crackled and fell to the ground, such as rain hitting bananas, and beads falling from the jade plate.
At this moment, on the stage of life and death, as if hail was falling, the surface was immediately covered with a white layer.
"Oh!"
When Tang Huan saw this, his lip angle was slightly raised, the flame feather gun suddenly burst into red, and an incomparable and fiery intent was writhing away in all directions. Everywhere I passed, it was like the scorching sun and snow, and the ice droplets were turned into a puddle of rain in an instant, and then evaporated with the enthusiasm.
The two hot and cold breaths collided wildly, and the life and death platform seemed to be split into two halves in an instant. The left side was hot and difficult, and the right side was chilling.
"Oh!" The next moment, the two figures flew towards each other almost simultaneously.
"Han Feng kills the sword, Xuewu!"
At the moment when the body burst out, Gu Sen's sword drew in a circle, and immediately there were countless snowflakes roaring out of the sword and flying in the air. Immediately after, these snowflakes seemed to be rolled by the hurricane and swept forward, and for a time, the surrounding temperature plummeted.
Gu Sen's eyes were cold, just like a snow-white sword in his hand.
This "Han Feng Sword" is his most powerful sword skill. Since yesterday, he has already intended to kill Tang Huan. Therefore, as soon as he died, he would cast it out without saying a word. At the moment, every snowflake he urged contained a strong Killing intention.
"call!"
Tang Huan's eyes were faint, his gun spear dancing in his hand.
Above the gun head, the flames rose, and instantly a huge fireball had condensed and formed. As soon as the rifle moved, the fireball roared towards Gu Sen like the sun falling from the sky, and the boundless enthusiasm emanating from the sky suddenly turned into a fiery red storm, whistling along the fireball trend.
"Meteorite!"
This is a form of "True Flame Rainbow Shooting". In the small world, the "Overlord Breaking Guns" is called the first shot, and "True Flames Rainbow Guns" is only second. In this battle with Gu Sen, "True Flames Rainbow Guns" Obviously, it is more appropriate than "Overlord's Gunbreaker".
In an instant, the fireball had already met the wild snowflake.
"boom!"
In the earth-shattering sound, the fireball burst into a blast. In an instant, the hot power had collided with the blossoming snowflakes countless times. The cold and hot energies raged wildly, crisscrossed, terrible power fluctuations. Shocking around, the two figures receded at the same time.
Between the fingers, Tang Huan and Gu Sen stepped back several steps at the same time, standing more than ten meters apart.
With one blow, everything seemed to be back to the original point. The cold and hot meaning diffused from the bodies and weapons of the two separated the life and death platform. However, the flames lingering on the spear in Tang Huan's hands were getting more and more. Violently, the chill pouring out of Gu Senjian became even more appalling.