"Endless... Demonic Palm!"
"Die!"
Suddenly, Min Hen swung his palms wildly, and his brutal attack method was exactly the same as before.
The difference is that this time, the dense black handprints are all wrapped in Hellfire. With the power of Hellfire Suanni, the power of the handprints has been increased several times.
"Supernatural power, ten thousand swords unified into one!"
Jian Teng felt an unprecedented crisis, made an instant decision, and used a sword skill that exceeded his capacity.
The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to One is the last form of the Haori Sword Sect's magical sword skills. It requires cultivating the magical sword skills to the perfect state before it can be used freely, and Jian Teng has obviously not yet reached the perfect state.
Buzz…
Around the battle platform, the invisible sword energy in the void suddenly condensed into countless sword blades, flowing endlessly, and a heart-stopping sword roar spread.
In an instant, countless sword blades pointed in the same direction, which was where Jian Teng himself was.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The coming of Hellfire is the final confrontation.
I saw that spiritual handprints were crazily filled into the battle platform one by one. From the outside, the outline of the battle platform could not be seen at all, only the overwhelming black flames remained.
"Oops!"
The elder of the Jianzong secretly thought that something was wrong, so Jian Teng had no choice but to use the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", but after all, he only practiced the magical sword skills to perfection, so it was too dangerous to do so.
This scene happened so fast that it was too late to stop it.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the black fire-burning battle platform, their hearts tightening and contracting.
Under the black flames, faintly, the Four Peaks Battle Platform, which is known to be indestructible, was burned with traces. Can you imagine how terrifyingly high the black flames are?
The old man Aemon stared at the black flames, his turbid eyes flickering.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The commotion in the battle platform is getting louder and louder. If it weren't for the mysterious formation guarding Tongtian Peak, the entire mountain would probably be crumbling.
After a long time, Min Hen finally stopped attacking and looked down at the battlefield with a playful look. However, the next moment, his eyes narrowed in an extremely gloomy manner.
"Jian Teng, is he really tough enough to withstand the power of Netherfire Suanni..."
Min Hen seemed to feel the aura on the battlefield. Jian Teng was still alive, and his strength exceeded his expectations.
"Hmph, if I could exert even one of my power, he would have been wiped out in ashes!"
Ninghuo Suanni sent a disdainful message to Min Hen. Although it was used by Min Hen, its arrogance was still there.
Buzz!
The high temperature swept through the eighth area of Tongtian Peak. Most of the people in the other battle stations stopped fighting and did not dare to approach the eighth area.
Gradually, the Dark Fire handprint finally faded away, revealing the young man in white on the battlefield. He held the broad sword tightly with both hands, and countless physical sword shadows shuttled around, and finally seemed to have found a home and submerged into the broad sword.
The point pointed by the sword's edge formed an arc-shaped barrier from the tip of the sword up and down, which was dazzling.
Boom!
The Dark Fire Hand Seal was suppressing crazily, while the sword barrier pushed outward little by little. The two were in a stalemate. At first, the Dark Fire Hand Seal had the upper hand, but as Min Hen stopped, and countless sword shadows continued to fall into the wide handle, Sword, the situation begins to reverse!
After a while, Jian Teng had the upper hand!
Strange sword shadows continued to flow, condensed out of thin air, and then shuttled into the broad sword. Until a certain moment, a hole was pierced in the dark fire covering the battle platform, and the broad sword in Jian Teng's hand gradually grew stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye. Thousands of swords unite and condense into a giant sword of a hundred feet!
Such a powerful sword was ready to go, making Min Hen's expression extremely solemn.
"Pfft..."
But suddenly, Jian Teng vomited blood, and he was bitten!
Suddenly, the hundred-foot giant sword quickly disappeared and disillusioned before it could strike. Jian Teng inserted the broad sword on the fighting platform with one hand and leaned against his body. He covered his chest with the other hand and continued to cough up blood.
"No, Jian Teng is going to be defeated..."
Yu Wenlei saw the battle situation clearly and couldn't help but feel pity for Jian Teng.
The sword technique just now was extremely exquisite. It was only a little bit close to defeating Min Hen, but in the end it failed!
As for magical sword skills, in fact, there are no intermediate magical powers in Western Xinjiang at all. The magical sword skills of the Haori Sword Sect are only low-level magical powers. But even low-level magical powers, if they can be cultivated to a high level, their power is inestimable.
Jian Teng is young and has already cultivated low-level magical powers to a great level. However, to support the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", he must cultivate to a perfect state.
"Isn't it possible..."
Min Hen shook his head and said with an evil smile. He was originally prepared to fight hard and might not even be able to catch the hundred-foot giant sword. Unexpectedly, it was a false alarm.
However, he is not that kind. On the contrary, he is very cruel. Jian Teng is definitely a big problem and must be eliminated.
call out!
Min Hen came with a burst of fire, and in the blink of an eye he was on the battlefield, approaching Jian Teng. A palm filled with dark fire stretched out, with only four fingers on the palm, posing a fatal threat to Jian Teng.
"stop!"
An elder of the Sword Sect roared in the air. He wished he could rush into the battle arena and kill Min Hen with his own hands, but he knew it was impossible. Not to mention that there was a strong man from the Spirit Palace sitting in charge, even the deputy master of the West Demon Hall. Will not agree.
"ah……"
Jian Teng raised his breath and retreated quickly, flying out of the fighting platform. At the same time, he slashed the broad sword upside down with his backhand.
Boom!
Min Hen slapped his palm on the broad sword, and black flames instantly invaded Jian Teng's body. A trace of flame burned the sword energy and penetrated into Jian Teng's body.
puff……
Immediately, Jian Teng spat out another large mouthful of blood and fell from Tongtian Peak. At this time, the elder of Jian Zong made a decisive move and turned his whole body into a sword, holding Jian Teng in mid-air.
Jian Teng had already passed out. He was defeated and seriously injured.
Min Hen wanted to attack again, but when he saw an old guy from the Sword Sect intervene, he had no choice but to give up.
Gulu, Gulu!
Tens of thousands of spectators, including the young masters from the Four Peaks, swallowed their saliva from time to time and froze in place. Especially the young masters, they looked at the black-robed young man Min Hen on the battlefield and had almost no fighting spirit.
"It's too strong, I don't want to die yet..."
On Tongtian Peak, many young people who participated in the Battle of the Four Peaks jumped off the fighting platform and stayed away from Min Hen.
Moreover, this trend is getting out of hand, and even some powerful Spirit King masters have chosen to give up. Nandou Pavilion's senior brother Du En is also in Tongtian Peak. He is considered to be in the third echelon of the top ranks. He originally chose Tongtian Peak because of Jian Teng, because he wanted to fight Jian Teng and feel the stronger sword.
But now, Jian Teng has been defeated, and he is still in the seventh area. Do you want to go up? If you go up further, you will soon encounter Min Hen. By then, with the way Xi Mo Tang behaves, can he save his life?
With this thought in mind, Du En gave up.
Min Hen moved forward, but no one dared to fight him on the way. Making a trade-off between courage and life, thousands of people in Tongtian Peak all chose the latter.
District 9, District 10, District 11...
District 18, District 19, District 20!
In just a short moment, Min Hen dramatically jumped from the eighth area to the twentieth area. He had already stood on the top of Tongtian Peak, 80,000 feet in the air, overlooking all directions!
On the other hand, the battles at Demon-Conquering Peak, Soul-eating Peak and Futu Peak were not even half over.
"Min Hen, wait!"
Yu Wenlei came back to his senses and said silently in his heart, the most important thing to him now is time, he needs time!
Whoosh!
He put aside his distracting thoughts and immediately climbed to the eleventh area of Demon-Conquering Peak.
