Chapter 210 Wanjiejutsu

Two eight-pin Dujue, with a full blow and an unexpected sneak attack, a sword light and a palm covering the sky and the sun can kill Zhuo Yuhan to scum in an instant.

"Wo!"

In a thousandth of an instant, a silver-gray flame suddenly surged around Zhuo Yuhan. The burning flame rose, and the space was twisted. Under this flame, the power of divine thunder around it had a burning tendency to escape one after another. The silver-gray flame that burns the mountains and boils the sea, forming a flame shield, covering Zhuo Yuhan in it.

The first thing to be hit was the sharp sword spirit. The milky sword spirit broke through and killed, and the flames of the earth's fierce flames seemed to be violent. Between rapid squirming, forming a pattern of ground ghost dragons. Hundreds of ground ghost dragons entangled the milky white sword spirit. In a moment, the sword spirit was burned into nothingness by the fierce flame of the ground.

As soon as the sword spirit broke, only the palm of the five-finger on the top of his head, which covered the sky and the sun was left. Seeing that the palm of his hand was about to fall, Zhuo Yuhan was about to be arranged into pieces. Suddenly, there was a harsh scream in the air. Moses, who made a "over-covering palm" did not see it clearly. A wisp of blue light flashed between them. The next moment , the huge black palm was pierced by the cyan light.

The cyan light pierced the black palm and finally showed its real body, which was a bronze square halberd. Fang Tian's painting halberd flashed with blue light, and the true spirit of "the palm of the earth" was strangely swallowed up by the bronze Fang Tianhua halberd and disappeared invisible.

"Keng!"

Fang Tian's halberd swallowed all the black true qi in just one breath, made a sonorous sound, flew back and inserted it into Zhuo Yuhan's side. The halberd was shining with blue light on the halberd, which was strange and horrible.

"I have no grudge against you two. I don't know why you plotted against me? Who instructed you to do it? Although Zhuo Yuhan closed his eyes, his sense of the outside world was not bad at all, and he said plainly.

"You don't need to know. You just need to remember that today, you will definitely die.

Moses, dressed in black and pale and fierce, licked his scarlet lips and said indifferently.

"It's hard to say who will die. Why don't we make a bet?" Zhuo Yuhan's face was calm, and there was no sadness or joy on his face. He could not see the panic and tension in danger at all. Instead, he was calm and natural.

"What bet? Tell me about it?"

Moses took a look at the bronze square halberd beside Zhuo Yuhan and the fierce flames of the twisted space around him, with a trace of fear in his eyes and said coldly.

"I bet on who will die today! I can guarantee that the two of you can't get out of this big Van Leiyu today!" Zhuo Yuhan still said with a flat face.

"Haha...haha...joke! What a big joke. No wonder the doorkeeper sent me to kill you in person. Who do you think you are? A hairy boy who didn't even reach the title of capital is still smelly and doesn't even talk nonsense. Either of us is enough to kill you ten times. Moses looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Master, it seems that he is from Xuanmen. The twelve prince sent you here. As for you, needless to say, it must have been sent by Shen Haotian. I really think highly of me. I'm afraid that the two eight-grade masters are at least the top 15 masters in the sky list, but it's a pity that they will die here!" Zhuo Yuhan urged the spirit to the extreme and tried to accept the reward of the martial arts rules, while saying calmly.

Seek to respect forbearance. Zhuo Yuhan knows that what he needs now is time and patience!

"Moses, stop talking nonsense with him. He is traps you and procrastinates time. If we take action together, it will change later. At this moment, he had been observing calmly and suddenly shouted silently.

Zhuo Yuhan was indeed procrastinating. He clearly felt that the martial arts rules had completely landed and were changing his crown. The crystal, silk-like martial arts rules were interspersed in his crown, and the power of the martial arts rules belonging to the title of Du was slowly forming in his crown.

This process must be interrupted, otherwise it will be really lifeless. Shen Tong's eyes were vicious. At a glance, he saw through Zhuo Yuhan's scheme and rose up. His wrists trembled repeatedly. "Shu" were seven or eight fierce sword spirits roaring and flying around. The power of divine thunder in the whole space was cut through and annihilated by these swordsmanship.

"What a sinister boy! Looking for death!"

Moses' face changed, and his pale face became more horrible. While talking, a black tripod appeared in his hand with one hand. Moses pinched it, and the black tripod was immediately suppressed.

The tripod is a heavy weapon, with the momentum of suppressing luck and suppressing the world. As soon as this black tripod fell down, the whole space seemed to be suppressed and surrendered.

The two of them did not keep their hands at all, completely stimulating their strength and magic weapons. Don't give Zhuo Yuhan any chance.

"I just realized it now. It's too late."

The fierce sword spirit broke through the flame of the ground and attacked, and the big tripod above his head slowly fell down. A mountain-like pressure came. Zhuo Yuhan suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a powerful dragon in his eyes. Two fine lights shot out. With Zhuo Yuhan's loud shout, with him as the center, The wave of the martial arts rules of the stock bearer swept out, breaking Shen Tong's sword spirit.

On the milky white crown above Zhuo Yuhan's head, the third gem was suddenly formed. Zhuo Yuhan's right hand made a move, and the square sky painting halberd beside him made a pleasant light sound and fell into his hand. He stood up, holding the cyan square sky painting halberd, going up against the sky and resisting the black tripod.

As a weapon under the crown of Kunyuan, the quality of the bronze square Tianhua halber has surpassed the level of the earth-level magic weapon and reached the level of the heavenly level magic weapon. Although its quality has landed, its sharpness is still the same, far from being comparable to that of the black tripod. Zhuo Yu shouted coldly, pushed hard, and then picked the black tripod away.

"The eternal secret method, don't use the hidden dragon."

Zhuo Yu's cold thoughts moved, and the "Kanlong Regrets" immediately unfolded, and the title suddenly soared to the third grade. At the same time, with one big move, all the fierce flames were taken back to his body.

"Since you want to kill me, I won't be polite." Zhuo Yuhan glanced at the two people like frost and said coldly.

"It's not a big deal! Even if you elevate the title to Sanpin Dujue through the secret method, you are not our opponent. Die! Tianluo Kendo!"

The sound of Shen's fairy tale moved the long sword and killed it again. This time, Shen Tong's sword spirit, with hundreds of swords, flew out of the sword, forming a large net, covering Zhuo Yuhan. The crisscrossed sword spirit was enough to cut through the space, cut off the peaks, and strangle everything to pieces.

Shen Tong's swordsmanship is a interpretation of this artistic conception. As soon as the swordsmanship comes out, it seems to be heaven and earth. They are all swordsmanship traps, so that people have nowhere to escape and will definitely die.

"Little guy, this martial arts is a good move. I'm afraid you can't stop it. Do you want me to help you?" A faint sound under Kunyuan's crown came from the silver dragon ring.

"You'd better take a rest. I can handle this attack." Zhuo Yu replied coldly.

"Fang Tian painted a halberd, compared with the sky, even the sky can be penetrated, not to mention your net. Break it!"

Zhuo Yuhan roared, and Fang Tian's painting halberd was held in his hand. The next moment, Fang Tian's painting halberd was burning, distorting the space, invincible, sharp and unparalleled Fang Tianhua halberd, with burning mountains and seas, burning all things. This combination can be said to be unmatched. Zhuo Yuhan held a halberd in his hands and stamped hard under his feet. Then he pulled himself up and rushed out with the shocking momentum of piercing the sky.

"Wah!"

The net formed by the sword spirit all over the sky was hit by Zhuo Yuhan, and immediately broke an opening. The whole net broke like cloth, and Zhuo Yuhan rose to the sky like the god of war, with unparalleled momentum. However, Moses, who was waiting aside, had been ready to go for a long time. Zhuo Yuhan just rushed out, and the black tripod fell down. At the same time, seven or eight fingerprints also patted Zhuo Yuhan.

On these black fingerprints, a wisp of strange black light flashes, which is not to be underestimated.

"Doomstrophe split!"

Zhuo Yuhan shouted again, but the figure rising into the sky was suddenly divided into two. One was burning flames all over his body and attacked these black fingerprints like a fire god, while the other figure was holding a square sky painting halberd, piercing the sky and pointing to the black tripod.