Boom! !
A huge explosion sounded in the forest. The place where Han Zhao was standing was knocked out of a large pit by the immortal black snake. Sand and stone flew into the air, and dust and smoke spread.
"Killed?!" Lu Huanxiu was stunned. This kid acted like a master when he appeared on the stage. Now he is dead?
"It's up there." Zheng Xingui raised his head and looked at the top of the tree crown, which was more than ten meters high.
The bright moonlight shines on Han Zhao's purple clothes, and the long red sword slowly unsheathed at his waist emits an eerie cold light.
Whoosh!
After the blow missed, the immortal black snake curled up and shot up into the air like a spring.
Han Zhao tapped the tree crown with his feet, and his body floated down in the air. All the swords around his waist were unsheathed. The scarlet sword energy condensed sharply and turned into a giant sword.
boom!
The ten-meter-long red sword fell with a crash, splitting the Immortal Black Snake into two parts from the middle. The sword turned into fine, sharp needles, pricking the Immortal Black Snake into a sieve.
"What a crude fighting method." Han Zhao looked at the regrouped immortal black snakes and couldn't help but frown slightly.
Whether it is these demons or the children of aristocratic families, in addition to relying on the power of blood and divine weapons, they basically rely on their own strength and speed to fight.
A very small number of children from aristocratic families can learn some basic martial arts, but none of them can be called proficient.
"Killing a mortal requires no skills." Xingchen's expression remained unmoved.
Generally speaking, snake-level masters will not use the Immortal Black Snake in direct combat because it will increase consumption.
He just wanted to capture Han Zhao alive by releasing poison through the immortal black snake.
Boom boom boom!
The Immortal Black Snake was blown up by Han Zhao again and again, and then reorganized again and again.
When the Immortal Black Snake regrouped again, Xingchen did not continue to attack, but waved to Zheng Xingui on the side, "Leave it to you, keep alive."
"He's really good at summoning people." Hearing this, Zheng Xingui curled his lips, but still walked towards Han Zhao.
"Have you changed the person?" Han Zhao's expression remained unchanged. He needed to accumulate sword energy for the Kurong style. If the other party was willing to play slowly, he would naturally be happy to accompany him.
"If the person behind you doesn't show up yet, you won't have a chance!" Zheng Xingui took out a pale gold brush from the Xumi bag on his waist.
[The pseudo-magical weapon formed by the aggregation of various magical weapon fragments is very powerful. 】
A system prompt appears.
Han Zhao stared at the golden brush in Zheng Xingui's hand.
"I'm the only one." It seems that they think there are reinforcements behind them, and they want to wait for others to arrive and then catch them all.
Zheng Xingui was stunned, but his hand movements were not slow.
"Bind!" He wrote a word in the void in front of him with a golden brush.
A huge character with a diameter of more than two meters came up from the sky and stuck to Han Zhao's body.
Han Zhao stretched out the index finger of his right hand and pointed it towards the front, using the Divine Water Finger.
A ball of dark blue energy and energy gathered at his fingertips, condensing into a compressed energy the size of a pill.
Bang! !
There was an explosion like a bullet coming out of a barrel.
clang! !
Spiral Zhenjin hit the golden text head-on, making a huge metal collision sound.
"Useless struggle." Zheng Xingui shook his head, quickly wrote with the brush in his hand, and the word "explosion" appeared out of thin air.
Immediately afterwards, the golden text glowed faintly and disappeared out of thin air.
boom!
The next second, the protective Gang Qi a foot away from Han Zhao's body was automatically activated, and the golden word "Explosion" stuck close to his Gang Qi, exploding with a bang.
"The abilities of the divine weapon are really all kinds of weird!" Han Zhao was shaken by the huge explosion and took a step back. The words written by the golden brush can actually appear out of thin air, which is quite powerful.
"My clone of the Zheng family's most powerful magic weapon, the Holy Emperor's Brush, is only one percent as powerful as the original, but it is not something you and other warriors can imagine." Zheng Xingui looked proud.
"One percent?!" Han Zhao was stunned. Such power was only one percent.
Is there such a big gap between false divine weapons and divine weapons?
So far, he has not seen the power of a real magic weapon. He has only seen the power of the Hundred Birds Yue in simulations, but it is not as intuitive as in reality.
"If you just surrender, you will suffer less." Zheng Xingui looked a little crazy, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he kept writing words in the void.
A large number of "explosion" words appeared continuously, and violent explosions continued to occur on the protective Gang Qi on Han Zhao's body.
"Actually, I have a question. I'm very curious." Han Zhao saw that Zheng Xingui's mental state was slightly abnormal, and he had a guess in his mind.
"What happened to the light of the spiritual treasure in the Soul Pearl you just mentioned?"
Han Zhao asked.
"Go to hell! Hahaha!" Zheng Xingui kept writing and ignored Han Zhao's question.
"Idiot! Stop using magic weapons, it's going to get out of control!" Xingchen's low voice sounded.
"Since we can't communicate well, forget it."
Han Zhao had a look of pity on his face, and the sword in his hand flashed red.
Suddenly, a knife slashed out.
"Purgatory style!"
The world seemed to be shrouded in scarlet light, and the terrifying sword energy was suddenly released. The violent air current swept through the entire forest, and the strong wind picked up the fallen leaves and whizzed past.
"Is this?" Lu Huanxiu was still watching the battle with great interest, wanting to see Han Zhao being brutally tortured by Zheng Xingui, but suddenly he noticed that the surrounding scenes flashed, and his vision was filled with scarlet.
"what happened?"
Immediately afterwards came boundless darkness, as if falling into Avici Hell, losing sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste.
"ah!"
Lu Huanxiu felt severe pain all over his body. The scene in front of him returned to normal. A terrifying knife mark with bone-deep cuts appeared on his chest.
Lu Huanxiu was only on the edge of the sword attack, but he was the weakest among the three, so he was hit hard immediately.
Zheng Xingui, who was closest to Han Zhao, was in the center of the sword energy and felt that he was in a mountain of swords.
The most evil energy from heaven and earth seemed to converge on this sword, and countless sword energy hit his body.
The golden brush in his hand only had time to write the word "imperial" before his arms and legs were cut off by the sword energy, and the brush fell along with his arms.
"Pfft!"
As for the most powerful Xingchen, the immortal black snake protecting his body was cut off, and the green robe on his chest was cut open by the sword energy, revealing the dark skin underneath.
"Ah! My hand?!" Zheng Xingui screamed. The binding force in his body was constantly trying to restore his arm, but he found that a weird sword energy was constantly surrounding his binding force, making it impossible for him to recover. Injury.
"What an idiot. He has not fully received the approval of the magic weapon, so he just activated it at will."
Seeing Zheng Xingui's tragic situation, Xingchen had no sympathy at all, and looked at Han Zhao with disdain.
"It seems that this is the Purgatory Style of Tiansheng Sect that you rely on! It is indeed very powerful. But..."
"Your level is too low, and I am not afraid of illusions. Besides, you must have felt it after it took so long, right?"
Xingchen looked at Han Zhao with a playful expression.
"Are you talking about poisoning?" Han Zhao looked at him calmly.
"You know? You took precautions!" Xingchen was shocked. Even He Wuji, who was in the Martial Saint Realm, couldn't withstand his poison. A Grandmaster Realm warrior was still fine until now.
"You're not afraid of illusions, just so I'm not afraid of poisons either." Han Zhao chuckled.
The longevity secret brought him strong vitality, as well as the special effect of removing decay and regenerating muscles. It was extremely difficult for him to be poisoned, and it could detoxify by accelerating the metabolism in the body. Basically, the toxins entered his body and were excreted by him.
"You will use poison on warriors whose realm is lower than yours. You are the most stable demon I have ever seen."
Han Zhao sheathed the industry-killing knife in his hand.
"A body that is invulnerable to all poisons? When I inject the poison into your body, let's see if you can really handle it!" Xingchen looked ruthless.
"Kaka!" His body expanded rapidly like a balloon. His gorgeous green robe was torn apart by the bulging figure, and his originally handsome and monstrous face became completely inhuman. In this state, huge mouthparts sprouted from his cheeks, and his body seemed to be wearing a layer of black armor. A black scorpion tail about three meters long sprang out from behind him, and the hook at the tip flashed. With a faint purple cold light.
Han Zhao slashed out with his sword, and countless scarlet sword energy shot out.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!
Countless sword energy swept through the forest, Xingchen looked at Han Zhao with a playful look, his body stood motionless, and the scorpion tail behind him was like a sharp whip, dancing wildly and irregularly, easily shattering the overwhelming terrifying sword energy. .
"Wow!" Countless air currents spread out in all directions, and the strong wind blew Lu Huanxiu and Zheng Xingui who were lying on the ground, rolling their bodies and slamming into a big tree.
Clang, clang, clang!
Xingchen's scorpion tail struck out flexibly, constantly colliding with Han Zhao's industry-killing knife.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Listening to the strong wind in his ears, Han Zhao kept dodging and fighting back.
"The body of a snake-level monster is so terrifying!" Han Zhao felt awe-struck in his heart. Jin Wuxin, who had perfect seven lines, was just hit by his sword energy and his skin was torn apart, while the snake-level Xingchen could withstand the attack of the industry-killing knife.
With every collision, Han Zhao felt the bones of his arms making violent friction sounds. The force was too great.
"What's wrong?! Where was your confidence just now?"
Xingchen slowly walked towards Han Zhao, forcing Han Zhao to retreat with just a scorpion tail.
"That's enough." Han Zhao swung away the scorpion's tail with his sword, murmured in a low voice, and sheathed the long sword in his hand.
The preparation time for Ku Rong Style is too long.
"You are here." The smile on Xingchen's face froze because he suddenly noticed an extremely strange fluctuation coming from the warrior in front of him.
"This is the power of annihilation of life and death! Withering Style?"
"This knife has a lifespan of four hundred years!" Han Zhao slowly drew out the knife. The scarlet blade was completely covered in white light. As he drew out the knife, something called life force quickly passed through his body.
"Stop!" Xingchen panicked and turned around and ran away.
How can a Grandmaster realm warrior have a lifespan of four hundred years, but the power of annihilation contained in the blade is real.
Where does this neurosis come from?
They will die together as soon as they come up!
"Die." Han Zhao slashed out with his sword lightly, and a dazzling white light bloomed across the sky and the earth, illuminating the entire forest as white as day.
"Madman!!" Xingchen was furious. His physical defense had been tempered to the extreme, but in the face of the whistling white light, he was unable to resist at all.
White light illuminated his body, and his life force drained away quickly.
"No!"
Xingchen felt that the vitality and energy in his body were forcibly withdrawn. His demonic body, which was originally full of explosive power, shrank rapidly, his blood lost activity, his muscles lost their strength, and his internal organs aged rapidly.
In just a few breaths, he went from a great demon in his prime to an old man who was about to die.
Bang!
Behind Xingchen, the tail like a steel whip hung down weakly. Except for the sharp hook at the top, his entire body completely lost its luster. In an instant, his body had passed through hundreds of years.
"How could I." Xingchen's body was extremely weak.
However, when he looked at Han Zhao, who only had a strand of white hair on his temples, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Why would you?"
If the power of annihilation wants to hurt others, it must hurt yourself first.
"As a human, can you live longer than me? This is impossible!" Xingchen reacted.
"Four hundred years of life! It can't be said to be a small thing to me. You are proud of yourself!" Han Zhao slashed out with his sword and cut off Xingchen's head.
Under the ravages of 'time', the immortal black snakes on Xingchen's body had disappeared, and he was completely killed with a single stroke of the knife.
"This person is considered strong among snake-level monsters. If you want to defeat him without any injuries, this is the only way." Han Zhao thought to himself.
Even if he breaks through to the Martial Saint Realm and can use the Ku Rong Style without consuming his lifespan, the power is probably not as strong as it is now.
This Withering Style is simply a move that exchanges life for life. He swung the sword and consumed four hundred years of his life. The life of the stars was at least two hundred years consumed by the power of annihilation, so that he, a great monster in his prime, instantly aged. Lost the ability to resist.
"Next"
Han Zhao turned around to look for Lu Huanxiu and Zheng Xingui.
It was found that the two people had died in the Kuron style.
"Who can tell me what the spiritual treasure light of this Soul Pearl is?"
Han Zhao looked at the two bodies and couldn't help but cursed secretly.
He had obtained the Soul Bead in the simulation for so long, but he didn't even know it.
And the Qi family didn't say anything either. I don't know if they didn't say it or they didn't know at all.
He can only explore it slowly in the simulation.
"It's a happy harvest time again." Han Zhao found a fist-sized black crystal from Xingchen's corpse.
"The magic crystal in the snake-level demon's body is indeed extraordinary."
Feeling the extremely pure Yin Qi in the magic crystal, he couldn't help but sigh.
Xingchen's powerful carapace had softened, and the only thing that still remained active was his scorpion tail. Han Zhao carefully put it away and stored it in the Xumi bag.
Then, he transferred the contents of Zheng Xingui's bag.
As for the identity token that symbolized Zheng Xingui's top 100 Qilin ranking, Han Zhao did not take it out.
Originally, he just wanted to follow Lu Huanxiu to find the location of the stars, but he didn't expect to kill Zheng Xingui at the same time.
Then his identity cannot be exposed now, otherwise he will provoke the Zheng family in addition to Jiuyou Mansion.
"After absorbing the dragon's blood in Shangguan Lie's body, can I return to my old profession?"
Han Zhao secretly thought that with the yin energy provided by the stars, he could practice the magical power of indestructibility.
