Chapter 382 - Destruction of the Sect

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There were more than thousands of bloody sword shadows densely packed in the air. They only paused for a moment and then attacked Han Shangyan mercilessly. They wanted to poke tens of millions of transparent holes in him, which was enough to show the extreme resentment of the person who attacked him. !

In fact, this is easy to understand. After all, Xiantian realm masters are not just cabbage on the roadside. They are the foundation of a sect. Losing one is considered a life-and-death loss.

What's annoying is that when Han Shangyan used means to besiege him, he shamelessly joined forces to besiege his own worshippers, which directly led to the tragic death of two Blood Sect worshipers. This has touched the true foundation of the sect!

When he saw the overwhelming sword shadow approaching, Han Shangyan also stopped and concentrated on dealing with the bloody attack. Now that the other party is out of trouble, then he will be the clone of Wuxia! However, fortunately, everything that needs to be done has been done, and the Blood Sect's defeat has been decided!

With a shake of his arm, a golden... abacus slipped out from his cuff! That's right, it's an abacus!

When Han Shangyan caught the object in his hand, he began to fiddle with it crazily, his nimble fingers flying up and down, as if he was a musician playing beautiful music selflessly.

And with the movements of his fingertips, the phantoms of golden arithmetic beads shot towards the incoming sword shadows. The two sides began to collide, and then were annihilated together, which made it seem like there was a battle going on in the air. The grand fireworks show ended magnificently after the fireworks, mixed with blood and gold, bloomed.

"Is it the virtual god's abacus?" Xue Mantian's eyes condensed and he said, obviously guessing the origin of this golden abacus.

However, to be able to withstand the attack of Blood Que, this golden abacus is probably a weapon of the same level. Of course, the premise is that the abacus can also be regarded as a weapon!

Seeing that the sword shadow attack was ineffective, Xue Mantian's body flashed directly, holding the Xue Que giant sword to bully him. It was obvious that he wanted to copy the method just now and use the advantage of close attack to completely suppress Han Shangyan.

Although this virtual god's abacus is also a good weapon, it cannot be compared with the Xueque Sword, which is famous for its attack power. As long as Han Shangyan dares to use this abacus to confront him head-on in close combat, he will directly break the abacus. Zhu, casually chop off Han Shangyan's head.

However, Han Shangyan's embarrassing performance in the close combat just now was indeed due to the powerful attack of the Blood Que Sword, but on the other hand, it was also a means to draw blood into the game. But now that the goal has been achieved, it seems that there is no need to continue pretending!

Seeing that the huge sword of the Blood Palace had been chopped off, Han Shangyan calmly took out an object, raised his hand and swung it vigorously, blocking Xue Mantian's attack.

"Huh?" Xue Mantian was a little surprised when he saw this. After all, in close combat, nothing could block the attack of the Xue Que giant sword so easily.

When he saw clearly what Han Shangyan was holding in his hand, his expression suddenly became unstable, because it was... a steel scale, and there was even a weight hung thoughtfully on it.

He couldn't understand why the weapons Han Shangyan took out were more weird than the last. The previous virtual god was just a bead, but now he actually made a steel scale. Is he afraid that others would not know his identity as a businessman?

Although these unique weapons one after another made Xue Mantian a little surprised, it did not make him fearful. After all, the tyranny of this blood palace has been tested in actual combat time and time again. The blood stained on the sword body and the souls saved by the blade are the best proof!

However, Xue Mantian still had some doubts in his heart, and his cautious character prompted him to wave the giant sword in his hand and strive for a quick victory. As long as he can kill Han Shangyan, there is still a possibility of saving the situation!

"Sweep thousands of armies!" Xue Mantian shouted, and then the Xue Que giant sword changed its direction and slashed directly at Han Shangyan, apparently wanting to split him in two.

However, a strange scene appeared. As the Xueque Sword struck down, the strange scale blocked it again. It looked so fragile, as if it would be broken at a touch, but it blocked the advancement of the Blood Que Giant Sword and even bounced it back.

"What's going on?" The sense of disobedience in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Xue Mantian felt more and more something was wrong.

Han Shangyan smiled slightly and said: "It's strange, isn't it? This thing is specially prepared for you. It is specially designed to defeat the Blood Que Sword. You will definitely lose this battle!"

Although Xue Mantian was panic-stricken in his heart, he did not show any panic on his face. He said coldly: "Who doesn't know how to tell big lies? I, Xue Mantian, am not scared! If you have the ability, I will show you the truth. I see you How many times can I block it!"

In his opinion, even if Han Shangyan used the simple black shield before, he still could not block several attacks from the Xueque Sword. The sudden appearance of the scale is indeed a bit strange, but if Han Shangyan thinks that he can completely restrain the Blood Que Giant Sword with this thing, then it is a bit of a dream!

Now that he had firmed up his thoughts, Xue Mantian no longer hesitated. He held the Xue Que giant sword tightly with both hands, and the vitality of his whole body was poured into it crazily, while a shadow of a bloody giant sword more than ten feet long was already above his head. Slowly condensed into shape.

"The sky is stained with blood!"

With a loud shout, the phantom of the bloody giant sword struck Han Shangyan mercilessly on the head. Under this attack that seems like the power of heaven and earth, human beings are as small as ants, as if just a ray of escaped power can make them disappear in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Han Shangyan also looked solemn. He held the scale in his hand in front of him and made a weighing gesture. There was nothing on the scale, and I didn't know what he was weighing, but he was staring at the scale in front of him attentively, reaching out to fiddle with the weight slightly, making adjustments, and cold sweat could not help but break out on his forehead.

"Huh..." Han Shangyan, who had finally finished his preparations, let out a long sigh of relief. Then, just before the bloody sword was about to strike, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and shouted: "Four liang is a thousand pounds!"

At this time, the steel scale in front of him had reached a balance, and as he shouted, a mysterious fluctuation came out. In an instant, he was in front of the blood sword phantom. The latter paused for a moment. After that, under the incredible gazes of everyone around him, he turned around and attacked the bloody sky.

"What the hell...what is going on?" Even after experiencing countless strong winds and waves, Xue Mantian was confused by the scene in front of him, because this was beyond his cognition. Everything that happened now was So abnormal and incredible!

However, Xue Mantian didn't care to think carefully about the reason at this time. His primary purpose was to block the attack of the bloody giant sword. This powerful blow that was originally intended to kill the opponent, now became his The reminder talisman became the Sword of Damocles hanging above his head!

However, Xue Mantian is not a newbie in the world. Years of fighting in the wilderness have made him extremely sensitive to battles, so his reactions are naturally very quick.

In just a moment, Xue Mantian quickly adjusted his condition, and then used the blood sect's secret method, and his own aura increased accordingly. Then, he held the blood palace tightly, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he once again condensed a bloody giant sword and attacked the inverted shadow.

"boom!"

The two collided, making a huge noise, and then the two astonishing sword shadows slowly disappeared during the collision.

In this move, Xue Mantian used twice as much energy, but it was equivalent to a fight with himself. The effect was minimal, it just consumed himself in vain, and it was really a loss to his grandma's family!

And just after he finally solved the crisis of the Skill Devourer, a new crisis came. Unconsciously, there were already six figures blocking all directions around him, and various powerful skills attacked him mercilessly.

These opponents that suddenly appeared were Wei Long and the Xiantian realm masters from Wanbao Tower. Although Xue Mantian was tyrannical, he was in a hurry and fell into a dilemma under the attack of so many Xiantian realm experts.

He briefly sensed his surroundings, and immediately his heart sank, because the two auras enshrined by the Blood Sect had now disappeared, and the remaining aura was thin and thin, and should be lingering.

He even felt that the reason why the worshiper was not dead was that the enemy deliberately kept him alive just to force him to find out some of the Blood Sect's secrets and where the treasures were hidden.

In other words, he is the only one left in the Blood Sect with combat power above the Xiantian realm! Even though his realm is slightly higher than these people, Han Shangyan's calculations previously consumed too much energy, and coupled with the fact that his two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, he is now a little helpless!

At this moment, Xue Mantian couldn't help but feel regretful. If he hadn't listened to the old woman Xue Qianxiao's bewitchment and sent three Xiantian realm worshipers to the Black City for revenge, the sect would not be so empty, giving the enemy a chance to sneak in. Chance. If he were allowed to go back to that time, he would definitely slap the harmful old woman to death without hesitation, and save many things that happened later.

However, there is no regret in selling medicine, and now the direction of things is no longer under his control. As the saying goes, "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood"! As long as he can survive, there will always be a chance for revenge. At this moment, Xue Mantian has already begun to think about quitting.

He relied on the power of the Blood Que Sword to rush left and right, intending to break away from the encirclement. Wei Long and others were also afraid that the weapons in his hands seemed to be somewhat restrained. If this continues, we may not be able to stop him!

But at this moment, Han Shangyan entered the scene holding the strange scale, disrupting the balance again and restraining the Blood Palace sword. He looked at the blood-filled sky and said: "This thing is called 'Tianheng', it is a check and balance from the way of heaven, and it is designed to overcome the powerful attack power of the Blood Que Sword!"

"In other words, no matter how much power you can exert with the help of the Blood Que Sword, Tianheng can directly fight back with the same power, or even directly reverse your attack. Sometimes manpower is poor. No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than Tiandao? Accept your fate, you have no chance!"

As Han Shangyan finished speaking, Xue Mantian, who had the Xue Que Sword sealed, lost one of his biggest trump cards. Under the joint siege of seven Xiantian realm masters headed by Han Shangyan, no matter how strong he is, he can only suffer from hatred in the northwest!

As seven deadly attacks landed on Xue Mantian's vitals, the blood sect leader completely cut off his breath before even having a chance to self-destruct. Things happened so fast that he didn't even have a chance to pull in a few back-up guys. His death was quite frustrating!

And without the leader, what followed was a unilateral massacre. For a time, the sect was bleeding like a river, and it became a "blood sect" in the true sense!

Broken limbs and arms, corpses strewn all over the ground, a corner of the three major forces is missing, and the balance no longer exists...