Chapter 257 Sprint

Style: Heros Author: The fragrance of the yearWords: 2003Update Time: 24/01/18 19:09:04
Han Feng did not dare to neglect, he raised his right hand suddenly, white light bloomed, and punched it, with a muffled bang, the five-color lightsaber shattered in response, but his right hand was also numb and painful, his body shook, and he involuntarily stepped back step.

"Boohoo!"

At this moment, two more colorful lightsabers came out from the left and right sides, coming down from top to bottom like big sticks. The astonishing power could be felt from a few feet away. The air seemed to be imprisoned, and the pressure increased sharply, making Han Feng's body tingle.

He opened his mouth and shouted, stretched out his hands, and bright white light flew out, turning into two huge white palm shadows, blocking the two colorful lightsabers.

Han Feng's whole body was shocked, as if he was bearing the weight of two mountains at this moment. With a twist of his wrist, the white palm shadow suddenly expanded by three points, and the two multicolored lightsabers were knocked away in reverse.

He took advantage of this gap, his body was like lightning, and he crossed over in an instant, successfully advancing more than ten feet. However, he was closer to the colorful tree itself, and the colorful lightsabers it erupted were like waves, even more... dense.

Just as Han Feng stood firm, four more colorful lightsabers appeared above him. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and resist, using all his strength, advancing and retreating from time to time, and finally stayed in an area about a hundred feet away from the colorful tree itself, which was slightly stronger than many monks of the same level.

However, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he discovered that Zi Lin had penetrated more than eighty feet into the area, and was more than ten feet further forward than he was. It was really not easy.

Just as they, the top experts, were walking in front, those extreme warriors also joined forces to attack the area of ​​140 to 500 feet. Of course, during this period, many of them fell down. Their heads were blown to death by colorful lightsabers, or their chests were pierced to death. There were also many monks who were seriously injured and fled.

Under the attack of so many monks, the colorful little tree seemed to be unable to withstand it. In less than a cup of tea, the colorful light emitted by its body became slightly weaker, making Han Feng and others' eyes light up. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he advanced another twenty feet, and was only thirty or forty feet away from the two ends of the Earth Vein Spring.

"Puff puff……"

Suddenly, there were sounds of turning up the soil, and roots of five colors emerged from it, like sharp swords, quickly stabbing at the monks within a range of two to three hundred feet, causing waves of sharp whistling. Voice.

Even though everyone had seen these five-colored roots before, they were all on guard, but they never expected that they would come out and attack them at this moment. They were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties.

Moreover, what is even more surprising is that they began to suck the flesh and blood of those corpses, making the colorful tree's body more and more brilliant, the colorful light became more intense, and more and denser colorful lightsabers erupted, making everyone more panic, and from time to time More than ten people died in the colorful lightsaber, and screams continued one after another.

"Don't panic, everyone, join forces to fight against its roots!" The young monk dressed as a scholar shouted loudly, using his soul power to spread, and his voice could be heard over a thousand feet. Saying this, I saw him suddenly running back, holding a silver-white folding fan, and opened it suddenly. With a sudden blow, a large silver-white light blade flew out, cutting off many roots, which relieved the situation slightly. Let’s look at the situation.

After hearing this, everyone, in their self-pursuit of survival, stabilized their positions and joined forces to block the attacks of the roots and the colorful lightsabers. Soon they began to fight back, breaking a large number of roots. Although some of them were killed by colorful lightsaber attacks from time to time, it was finally no longer a one-sided situation.

Han Feng and others did not encounter root attacks here. It seemed that the colorful little tree knew that these roots were useless to them and did not waste any effort.

In fact, these monks on the periphery are not weak. If they really want to fight, these roots will not be their opponents. They were just caught off guard at the moment and suffered a lot of damage.

The young monk dressed as a scholar fluttered his folding fan in his hand, continuously shooting out dazzling silver-white light. While resisting the multi-colored lightsaber, he also cut off more than ten multi-colored roots in succession. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly suggested: "Everyone, stop its roots from sucking up the corpses of fallen fellow Taoists, and put them all into the space storage bag!"

The monks suddenly woke up and collected the bodies of those people nearby. Sure enough, after losing the nourishment of flesh and blood, the light of the colorful trees gradually dimmed again.

The pressure on everyone dropped suddenly, and they began to launch a large-scale counterattack, cutting off the roots one by one, making the colorful tree become weaker, and finally had to shrink back the roots.

The monks were overjoyed and took the opportunity to rush in. After a while, they entered the area of ​​more than a hundred feet, but the dense multicolored lightsabers here blocked them again and they hesitated.

As for the monks in the front row who were comparable to those in the Guiyuan Realm, they continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to both ends of the Earth Vein Spring.

Zilin glanced around at the powerful men around her, then suddenly took out a talisman and looked at the array of talisman light. It was obviously a fifth-grade talisman. Once she unfolded it, a large ball of earthy yellow light suddenly formed, covering her. The package was so thick that it completely ignored the bombardment of the five-colored lightsaber. Amidst the banging and banging noises, it rushed in. In a few breaths, it had crossed another ten feet and was about to approach the left end of the Earth Vein Fountain. .

The strong man snorted coldly from behind. He didn't use any talismans, nor did he chant any spells. He just took a deep breath, and his body suddenly expanded like a balloon. The surface of the aura shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a three-four figure. A tall giant. Those colorful lightsabers hit his body at this moment, making a series of muffled sounds, but were bounced away, and he ran over unscathed.

The other four people at the front also deployed their various secret techniques and rushed forward at high speed, with two people each rushing towards the left and right ends of the Earth Vein Fountain.

Although the young monk dressed as a scholar had just turned back to help the monks outside, when he turned around again, he closed the folding fan in his hand and shot out a beam of light that was like a substance, about ten feet long, like a handle of light. It danced like a sword, it was extremely sharp. With a few swipes, it smashed into pieces the four colorful lightsabers that were attacking. It was extremely powerful.

He stepped back within a hundred feet without any hindrance, and continued deeper. Within ten seconds, he caught up with the woman in a light cyan dress.

At this moment, the woman had three green boomerangs hovering around her body. The green light was like water. She blocked those colorful lightsabers one after another and was also approaching the spring of earth veins.

Han Feng and five other people lined up in the second row. They followed closely behind without using any secret skills.