Chapter 403: Battle against Xuan Kun (Part 1)

Style: Fantasy Author: Three high playersWords: 2183Update Time: 24/01/12 20:58:35
The sound of the blue sword hitting the light shield kept ringing in everyone's ears, just like a demon rubbing an object with its sharp nails. The harsh sound kept reaching their ears, giving them goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Kaka..." Under Han Zimo's constant attacks, the bloody light shield finally made an overwhelming sound.

"Great...the light shield can't hold it anymore." Dolin shouted excitedly.

"Let's both work harder!" Li Ziqiang said in a deep voice.

Uncle Fu nodded, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling Qi. Then he threw out the sword Qi continuously and hit the blood-colored light barrier, making a deafening roar.

"The arrows point in all directions!" Li Ziqiang also shot out arrows of true energy one after another.

The three major creation realms used their full output and finally shattered the bloody mask of the foreign leader Xuan Kun.

Xuan Kun roared, and a huge fireball suddenly appeared in the sky and fell rapidly.

"Get out of the way, it's sky fire!" Long Xiaonian suddenly reminded him.

"How did you know?" Dolin turned to look at her with confusion on his face.

"I...I heard my grandfather say that although these foreigners cannot practice martial arts, they are naturally able to communicate with the world, and they can have different abilities." Long Xiaonian said after a moment of silence.

Daolin nodded, and then reminded him aloud. Seeing that Han Zimo was indifferent, he was shocked and wanted to rescue him.

"Don't go, or he will be even more passive." Li Ziqiang quickly stopped Daolin to dissuade him.

"But I can't just watch him..." Dolin said anxiously.

"We have to believe him..." Li Ziqiang looked at Daolin with firm eyes.

"I'll invite those two alien beasts!" Daolin knew that the three of them might not be able to defeat the foreign leader.

Li Ziqiang thought for a while and then nodded.

Daolin stopped looking at Han Zimo and sped towards the Sichuan Black Desert. At this time, he had to ask the two ancient beasts for help.

………

"Sword of the Gods!" Han Zimo shouted coldly, ignoring the fireball above. The sword energy rose into the sky and turned into a huge blue sword. The sword's edge turned and stabbed directly towards the fireball.

"Fengtian!" Xuan Kun raised his hands high and then grabbed them violently. The huge fireball in the sky suddenly accelerated. After dodging the Tongshen Sword, it hit Han Zimo.

Han Zimo sneered and turned into a sword shadow and quickly approached Xuan Kun. At the same time, a gray shadow broke away from his body and rushed towards Xuan Kun.

Han Zimo stretched out his hand to grab Hui Ying. In his hand was a long gray sword filled with terrifying energy. With one swing, he unleashed a sword energy that would destroy the world.

"Well done!" Xuan Kun snorted and directly controlled the surrounding energy to resist the attacking Han Zimo.

"Boom..." An explosion sounded, and the fireball collided with the gray sword. The fireball was directly exploded by the gray sword, and the fire dissipated all over the sky.

Xuan Kun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and with great momentum, he retreated far away, and a blood-colored light shield appeared again on his body.

Han Zimo's sword energy was once again blocked by the blood-colored light barrier. Even the gray sword that could split the sky fire ball with one sword could not penetrate the light barrier easily.

"Get out of here..." Xuan Kun roared angrily, and the blood-colored light shield suddenly formed a huge fist shadow, knocking Han Zimo backwards and flying away.

Han Zimo's face instantly turned pale, and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his nostrils and mouth.

He shook his head, wondering why he couldn't bear a punch?

"Withdraw into the desert! We are no match for him." Seeing that Daolin had disappeared, Li Ziqiang shouted quickly.

Han Zimo shook his head and continued to fight Xuan Kun.

"White clouds...black mist...can you hear my call?" Entering the Sichuan Black Desert, Daolin's mental power was particularly concentrated. He kept calling in his heart, hoping to contact them through the contract.

I don’t know if it’s because they are too far away, but I still get no reply from them.

"I have to hurry up." Dolin couldn't help but thought secretly in his heart.

He directly used his fastest speed, and his whole body rose directly into the sky. When he landed, he was already hundreds of meters away.

"White clouds...black mist...can you hear my call?" After running for a while, Dolin called again in his heart.

This place is already in the middle of the Sichuan Hei Desert, and Daolin hopes that they will hear his call and come to help him.

He kept calling and saw yellow sand blowing in the distance.

"I heard your call..."

Finally, Baiyun replied, which cheered up Dolin.

"We were robbed and killed by powerful foreigners outside the desert, and we need your help." Dolin responded excitedly in his heart.

"Foreign race? Okay, I'll rush there with Hei Wu right away." Bai Yun was confused at first, then happily agreed.

"Great, thank you for your help." Dowling replied movedly.

"You're welcome, we are partners." Bai Yun's voice sounded again.

"Heiwu and I have already set off. If you lead the enemy into the desert, we will arrive in about a quarter of an hour." Baiyun's voice rang in Dolin's heart.

"Fifteen minutes..." Dolin secretly calculated that if these people worked hard, they should be able to survive, so he turned around and headed towards the edge of the desert again.

At this time, Li Ziqiang and the others had also retreated into the Sichuan-Hei Desert, making a round trip in just one day.

"Everyone, be careful. It's very dangerous here. Don't leave the team and don't scatter." Li Ziqiang warned loudly when he saw several moving quicksands appearing in the distance.

When everyone heard this, they nodded to show that they knew.

"Let's wait for him here." Long Xiaonian looked at Han Zimo who was fighting Xuan Kun in the distance.

Li Ziqiang nodded, and his whole body had begun to gather energy, ready to help Han Zimo deal with Xuan Kun at any time. After all, the opponent was a foreigner, so there was no need to talk about martial ethics.

As soon as Daolin returned, he saw a flash of lightning in front of him, and sharp arrows condensed with zhenqi were shot into the distance.

Then Xuan Kun's disdainful voice was heard.

"Hmph...ridiculous..." Xuan Kun snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the light shield in front of him turned into a giant red hand, which directly scattered the flying arrows.

Xuan Kun waved again, and a huge palm fell from the sky towards Li Ziqiang and others.

"Boom..." Sand and soil flew up, and the ground shook. Fortunately, Li Ziqiang and the others reacted quickly, otherwise this blow would have been enough for them.

"Hmph, Iron Bastard will be chopped into pieces by me sooner or later!" Han Zimo roared angrily, swinging out the gray sword like a storm, and the blood-red light shield kept shaking, but it couldn't be broken.

Xuan Kun kept waving his arms, and blocked a lot of the gray sword energy with two huge red palms. However, the sword energy was too dense, like raindrops.

Finally, the blood-colored light shield made a crisp sound and turned into stars and slowly dissipated.

"Second Master, cum again to buy Dolin some time..." Uncle Fu said.

Li Ziqiang nodded and shot an arrow at Xuan Kun again, but it was still shot away by the angry Xuan Kun, but this time he successfully blocked Xuan Kun from continuing to attack Luo Han Zimo.