"Hmph! Stupid! Even Kaiyuan's physical body wants to stop my Tuohai realm attack! Looking for..."
Before Huang Kang finished speaking, he heard the clear sound of tearing silk. His shabby gray robe fell away like a butterfly, exposing his lean and pale upper body.
But that's all.
Yang Zhao's expression suddenly changed: "Impossible, how can this kid's physical strength be so strong!"
Without giving the other two too long to be shocked, the corpse beads in Bailian's body were running wildly among the yin and yang fish, exuding a faint aura of greenness.
When the two of them saw the faint greenness emanating from the pale texture of Balian's body, they felt that they looked very familiar and couldn't help but frown!
In just a few steps, Bai Lian was already in front of the two of them. He could only hear the sound of a long sword being unsheathed behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the situation changed dramatically!
The blazing light of fierceness broke through the sky, and it seemed like a thunderous fire was galloping in the sea of clouds.
The two people's hearts suddenly stirred up a thousand waves, and they looked up in disbelief at the catastrophe that was rapidly taking shape in the sky.
Yang Zhao's eyes suddenly turned red, and his figure moved quickly, flashing behind Bailian swiftly and incoherently. He saw clearly that the ancient fierce sword Yuan Ru was unsheathed in Bailian's hand.
He just felt that all this was too incredible!
If he hadn't destroyed Jinsheng with his own hands, at this moment he might even have doubted whether the man in front of him was the Thirteen Swordsman in disguise.
Even though there was already a storm in my heart, I still suppressed the feeling of resignation at this moment.
His strike was like lightning, and he grabbed Bai Lian's wrist with such force that he felt like he wanted to crush the bones of his hand.
The powerful force forced the drawn sword back into the sheath. Yang Zhao's eyes were as cold as a wolf: "Who on earth...are you!"
Balian looked back slowly, his dark eyes like a thousand years of ink.
He said calmly: "I also want to know who I am."
Yang Zhao's face was full of anger, but facing Bailian who could pull out the Yuan Sword, he didn't dare to kill him with the sword.
He abandoned his sword and held his claws.
A ball of pitch-black thunder suddenly condensed in the palm of his hand, containing the dark power of destruction: "I don't care who you are! Today, I can't change your fate of being turned into flesh and blood today!"
A scarlet light suddenly appeared in Balian's eyes!
it's time!
Just when the thunder in his palm was about to be imprinted on Bailian's back, the strange flower of the other side of his heart bloomed and spread rapidly.
The blood-red petals continue to spread into the back, clearly blooming beautifully, but it gives people the feeling of a demon that chooses people to devour.
The thunder ball with extremely terrifying and destructive power was instantly swallowed up by the other shore flowers in the texture, and not a single thunder flower seed was left.
Yang Zhao widened his eyes and watched the blood in Balian's eyes flash away. The moment the palm of his left hand left Yuanli Sword, a ball of identical black thunder condensed in his palm.
"Back to you."
Black thunder suddenly penetrated Yang Zhao's abdomen, and the terrifying black thunder and lightning ripped through his body. The hand that was strangling him suddenly became lighter.
Bailian turned around and knocked Yang Zhao, who was caught off guard by his attack, to the ground with a palm.
"Zheng!!!"
Yuan Ru was unsheathed boldly.
A blazing thunderbird broke through the clouds in the sky and descended straight down. The red thunder light engulfed both of their bodies, and the entire earth shook crazily as if it had lost its foundation!
Huang Kangru was struck by lightning, thinking how could that boy cause the catastrophe of Yuanli Sword!
And what was that just now?
His body actually swallowed Yang Zhao's palm thunder? !
That is definitely not a normal human method.
"Talent! It's actually a talent!! How could it be a talent!!!" Huang Kang shouted in despair, how could he, a human practitioner...wake up his talent!
unless……
Before the thoughts in his mind were settled, the red thunder light in front of him suddenly dispersed. Huang Kang was shocked again when he saw the scene in front of him clearly!
An ant in the Kaiyuan realm!
He actually survived the catastrophe of Yuanli Sword...!
Smoke and dust filled the air, and amid the suppressed roars of thousands of monsters, Yang Zhao's body, which became increasingly black as carbon, fell into a severe coma.
All the limbs were turned into charcoal and shattered into pieces, but because their origins were not shattered, they were still alive and well.
Under Huang Kang's shocked gaze, Bai Lian slowly stood up and sheathed the long sword.
Except for some slight burn marks on the palm of his hand holding the sword, there was no new injury anywhere on his body.
It would be better to say that in the calamity struck just now, his body was tempered to the extreme like a piece of refined steel.
An extremely terrifying thought suddenly arose in Huang Kang's heart.
This kid overcame the heavenly tribulation on behalf of Thirteen Swords. Does that also mean that he...successfully overcame the tribulation and broke through the realm?
How absurd!
How could an ant in the Kaiyuan realm cross the two mountains of Tuohai and Chengling and directly cross the realm of calamity?
This is simply more contrary to the law of heaven than the evil techniques of the Demon Sect!
His consciousness tentatively moved toward Bailian's body, and Huang Kang breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately it’s not, that’s fine if it’s not!
Apart from the strange Qi movement of the boy, fortunately, the spiritual power in his body has not increased significantly, and there are no signs of breaking through.
Then everything would be easy to handle. The relieved Huang Kang licked his lips, with murderous intent in his eyes!
Balian frowned slightly. Although there were no obvious injuries on his body at this moment, there was no part of his body that was not in pain!
Hidden in the pores of the entire skin is the power of thunder, which is invisible to outsiders and is as thin as a gossamer. It is being tempered, torn, and reorganized bit by bit.
Holding back the suffocating pain, he growled: "Sister Linyuan, do it!"
Almost as soon as the words were spoken, a water whip was extended and swept away from Yang Zhao's body.
The scimitar condenses and reaches the heart!
"The shark is a bitch! How dare you!" Huang Kang didn't know what Lin Yuan wanted to do. His hair stood on end, his face was ferocious, and he stamped his feet on the ground, trying to stop her.
Balian gritted his teeth, how could he get close to Lin Yuan, and stepped out of seven waves of fire to reach Huang Kang instantly.
The green jade at his thumb flew out and the Qiushui Spiritual Sword flew out. At this moment, Bailian no longer had the strength to resist the vicious energy in the Yuan Brutal Sword, but he still had other means to deal with this one.
Huang Kang's eyes were as red as blood: "Don't get in the way! Get out of the way!"
The so-called Tianxi Dao Sword in his hand was shattered inch by inch, peeling off the original sword shape.
The sword intent flowed out crazily like a volcano erupting. The blade of the sword was by no means as bright as a mirror, but instead filled with countless vertical-pupil demonic eyes, spinning crazily.
The vertical pupil demon eye's gaze was as sharp as a sword. It fell between Balian's wrists, and a sword mark that was as deep as the bone suddenly appeared.
The Qiushui Sword flew out after being stung, and the eyes on the Dao Sword turned again, and dozens of sword intentions cut deep red sword mouths on Bai Lian's body.
Underneath the splash of miserable blood beads, there was a ferocious smile on Huang Kang's face: "I thought you were something special. You were able to withstand the catastrophe of the Yuan Dynasty. It turned out that you just relied on the magic weapon to protect yourself."
