"Isn't it wonderful? This is the bell to clear the eighth level of the hell-level challenge."
Kun's voice floated above the halo, and the teenagers subconsciously looked at the ancient clock that had not disappeared.
"Do you think the sound of the bell is intoxicating? Of course, even I will be intoxicated when I hear it, because every ringing of the bell will cleanse your spiritual power, making your spiritual power more pure and stronger."
"How can you guys who are not Ziyue Warriors get such benefits? Maybe you don't even know how important spiritual power is, right?"
"But it doesn't matter, you will know sooner or later. And now."
When Kun said this, he deliberately prolonged his voice.
The teenagers in the halo opened their mouths in surprise. Is it so powerful? Just listening to a few bells can benefit the most difficult-to-enhance mental strength
"You should worship your hero. He moved forward regardless of life and death and brought you the most practical benefits. So, remember his most exciting battle scene."
Worship a hero? ! The teenagers looked at each other, knowing that it is difficult to admire these proud teenagers, let alone worship them
But Kun said no more, the voice disappeared in the halo, and a huge picture appeared on the ancient clock that the teenagers had been paying attention to.
In the center of the picture is a young man holding a sword. He is standing on a huge metal-colored rock. His whole body is covered in blood. There is even a deep criss-cross wound on his face. His skin and flesh are rolled up and looks very scary.
"Isn't this person the Korean star on Tang Ling's ship?"
"It's indeed Han Xing. Is he so powerful?"
There is no doubt that Tang Ling is a strong man that all the teenagers know and recognize. Therefore, everyone is also familiar with the crew of the Harvest, so everyone knows Han Xing.
But so what? Knowing him, or even being familiar with him, does not mean approving of him.
Without achievements, nothing can be explained.
But now
The feelings in the hearts of the teenagers were hard to describe, but Han Xing in the picture had already raised his sword, pointing directly at the enemy opposite him - a life form composed of liquid metal!
There is such a monster? The talented teenagers were very surprised, and some teenagers who were interested in pre-civilized culture even thought of the liquid robots that had been shown in pre-civilized movies and TV shows.
The only difference is that this enemy uses a sword.
So how powerful is this weird enemy? It was difficult for the teenagers to guess, but since it was an enemy at the eighth level of hell, how weak could it be
Even this enemy doesn't look easy now. Its liquid metal body is also covered with large and small sword marks. Some of the sword marks are healing under the flow of metal, while others cannot be healed at all. From the roll The liquid metal flowing inside can be seen in the wound, which looks a bit weird.
"The last sword." Han Xing, who was raising his sword, spoke: "I only have the strength to strike this last sword."
As he spoke, Han Xing began to slowly lift the sword pointed at the enemy, and slowly raised it, as if he was lifting a huge weight.
At this moment, the enemy on the opposite side began to melt and deform, and his entire body turned into a huge metal sword.
While Han Xing was raising his sword, the giant metal sword rose into the air and stabbed towards Han Xing rapidly.
At this moment, Han Xing's sword was raised above his head, and the tip of the sword was tilted downward, forming a strange angle.
"Tao!" Han Xing shouted, and the sword slanted downwards swung down with the sound.
A huge sword shadow appeared from Han Xing's sword. This sword shadow was exactly the same as the sword shadow that appeared on the seventh level of hell level difficulty.
But the difference is that the sword shadow is constantly fluctuating at this time, as if there are ocean currents contained in the sword's momentum.
'Boom', the sword shadow fell down and struck the metal giant sword.
The giant metal sword just paused for a moment, and there was a sound like breaking glass around it.
"Sword intent! Metal men also have sword intent?" At this time, the boy who knew swords couldn't help but said in surprise when he looked at the picture.
And if the guess is correct, the sword intention of this metal enemy is related to 'sturdiness'! The strong sword is unbreakable! Coupled with this liquid metal man's natural physical advantages.
The boy who knew how to use swords suddenly turned pale. He couldn't help but grab the shoulders of his companions and squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "This monster is invincible with swords!"
Invincible sword? ! How could it be possible to become invincible with a sword so easily? !
Well, facing such an invincible sword, will Han Xing lose? At least his sword shadow that caused the enemies in the seventh level to be killed with one sword had failed.
But is this the case? Not really!
This sword shadow was just the first wave, followed by sword shadows one after another, layer upon layer like ocean waves, attacking the giant metal sword unstoppably.
If Tang Ling were present, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that every sword shadow contained his original sword intention!
Han Xing had completely learned Tang Ling's sword intent and successfully integrated it into his own.
Now this gushing sword intention, which contains a hint of endless life, is obviously a new sword intention that Han Xing has comprehended.
Under the obstruction of Han Xing's heavy sword shadow, the speed of this metal giant sword became slower and slower, and the solid sword shadow was finally completely shattered, and Han Xing's next sword shadow slashed heavily on the sword body. .
At this time, the metal giant sword was only five meters away from Han Xing.
Han Xing didn't seem to care about such a crisis at all. He kept his eyes closed from the beginning to the end. Only at this time did he open his eyes.
'Crash', there was a shattering sound from the giant metal sword, and clearly visible cracks appeared on the sword body. The liquid metal between the cracks continued to flow, and it could not make up for it.
"Do you think you won?" Just as the giant metal sword was about to break, the metal robot finally said a word.
Han Xing remained silent, and there was still a sword shadow on the sword he held high.
The giant metal sword also split instantly at this moment and turned into hundreds of small swords, all of which stabbed Han Xing.
"This is my last move. Every sword carries my sword intention. You can't break through the distance of five meters. Even if I use this move, I will have to pay a huge price." With hundreds of swords, The appearance of the small sword and the sound of the metal robot once again surrounded the battlefield.
But for this, Korean stars only have one word: "Feng!"
As the word was shouted, the tip of Han Xing's sword tilted downwards toward the top, and the sword shadow condensed on the sword was also lifted up, blocking Han Xing's body like a waterfall.
The hundreds of small swords all hit the sword shadow waterfall. Han Xing roared and finally waved the sword in his hand.
The sword shadow waterfall flew along with Han Xing's sword, tightly wrapping all the small swords in it.
"Explode!" Han Xing shouted the third word again.
The sword shadow exploded directly, setting off layers of air currents, and these air currents overflowing everywhere were like thousands of swords, cutting into pieces the metal-like rocks scattered everywhere on the battlefield. It can be seen that this The power of the last move.
As the air flow dispersed, the hundreds of small swords also disappeared, turning into dripping black liquid and falling to the ground.
As soon as the liquid hit the ground, it began to gather desperately, but it never gathered into a human shape, and could only barely condense into an extremely rough shadow.
The shadow still wanted to struggle to stand up, but in the end it could only barely kneel down, but even this half-kneeling state only lasted for two seconds, and then dispersed again.
Han Xing watched this scene in silence, then raised his hand and put the sword into its scabbard with a 'clop' sound.
"Win." He said weakly with a smile on his face, and then fell backwards without warning.
**
This is the last scene of Han Xing passing the eighth level of hell-level difficulty, and it is also the most exciting last sword.
The moment Han Xing fell, the scene ended.
The teenagers present were silent at first, and after a second, bursts of cheers broke out subconsciously.
This is an instinct. If this planet is a huge family, conflicts between family members can be fought behind closed doors, but when facing foreign enemies, it is difficult not to feel empathy and hope that one's own family will win.
And in the midst of these cheers, Han Xing's image undoubtedly became taller and clearer. The stunning explosion and shocking sword were enough to illustrate Han Xing's strength.
In this era, the strong are always worshiped.
**
"You do not hesitate to use the pure gold Diyue Bell to create a hero. You are so generous." Ya looked at the young people who cheered in the halo, and looked at Kun with deep meaning: "You want to do something beyond your authority again. Something happened?”
"How can there be any overstep of authority? Originally, those who passed the hell-level challenge to the eighth floor had the right to ring the fine gold Diyue Bell. I just helped him ring the bell, and by the way, I helped him distribute the benefits to everyone, and then released him by the way. The scene of him fighting.”
"If doing such a trivial matter is an overstep of authority, wouldn't it be too aggrieved for you and me, the two biggest regulators of the Dream Realm?" Kun raised his eyebrows and looked at Ya sideways.
"I'm just reminding you, don't go too far." Ya twisted his body, changed his position and sat down, and then continued: "In addition, who can you hide your thoughts from? Do you want to deliberately create a few A hero, isn't he?"
"There is no need to hide it. Heroes are easy to do, and creating a hero is nothing more than reputation! I will pile up as many as I need. Of course, if this is someone I value." After Kun said this, he stretched out his hand and touched the window. On the glass: "This is also for the future!"
"And this is just the beginning!"
There is also an update. I will write today’s 6,000 words first. There is a shortfall of 13,000 words. Let’s see how much I can make up. I haven’t slept much in two days.
(End of chapter)