"You want to die, then I will fulfill you." Dou Zhuang yelled, and his violent momentum gushed out, looking at the two opposite people, his eyes were angry.
"Huh!" The prodigal son couldn't help it for a long time. Seeing Dou Zhuang holding a big knife rushing, his eyes were fierce, and a sharp blade of energy was already cut out.
Xu Han was afraid that one of them would be defeated. Jiuxiao's chaos revolved in his body. His figure followed closely. The silver sword in his hand was already shining with thunder, and the purple feathers in the sky were flying down.
"I will let you see today, what is the difference in realm." Dou Zhuang shouted loudly, and his whole body was enveloped by a fierce flame. In the shining flame, there was actually a wave of sword aura gushing back and forth.
Looking at Dou Zhuang, who was completely covered in the sword, a look of caution flashed in Xu Han's eyes. With a soft drink, waves of thunder spirit power spread all over the body, instantly wrapping the whole person in it.
drink!
There was a loud shout from the prodigal son on one side, and on the big knife in his hand, a knife burst with the sound of the violent wind broke through the air, and slashed at the coming Dou Zhuang.
Seeing the sword energy in the air, Dou Zhuang's eyes flashed with disdain, and he leaped into the air, struggling to cut out the fiery red sword in his hand.
Stabbed!
There was a harsh sonic boom, and there was a burst of sword aura spurting out of the flame-filled sword, and every sword aura was terrifying anomaly.
"Do you want to win a battle?" Xu Han whispered to Dou Zhuang, whose face turned pale as he looked at the move in the distance.
The sword aura rushing in the sky, like a meteor falling from the starry sky, with an aura of destruction, rushed towards the two Xu Han.
The broken trees along the way were all twisted and shattered, and the knife gangs escaping from the bright red knife gas cut huge cracks on the ground, like a terrifying spirit beast under the ground, rushing towards the two Xu Han Come.
The sword aura with a sonic boom in the hands of the prodigal screamed and chopped among the many sword auras, but it was directly crushed by the turbulent sword aura.
"Hahaha??? A knife will kill Er and others on the spot." After the terrifying sword aura, Dou Zhuang's slightly panting laughter came.
The half-step divine realm warrior, one move is to make it look like this, I'm afraid this martial art consumes a lot of aura.
"The prodigal son! This martial art seems not simple, you can't take it hard." Xu Han looked at the prodigal son who was full of anger, and said loudly.
"En!" The prodigal who wanted to fight in his heart, listened to Xu Han's words, hesitated in his eyes, and responded softly.
When encountering a warrior who makes a sword, of course he compares it with the character of the prodigal son. Even if Dou Zhuang in front of him is a warrior with a half-step transformation, there is no trace of fear in his heart.
Dou Zhuang, who was standing with a knife in his right hand, looked at the expressions of Xu Han and the two people, and seemed to have guessed what they thought, but a strange smile crossed his eyes.
Looking at the approaching sword air flow, Xu Han did not hesitate at all. Among the silver swords in his hand, the silver sword shadows sprayed out from the sky, and slammed into the rushing sword air.
boom!
But Xu Han's powerful silver sword rushed into the air of the blade, and it broke all the roots. It didn't cut off a single blade, but it disappeared in the air.
"How is it possible?" Xu Han muttered while looking at the scene in front of him.
Even if Dou Zhuang's martial skills were strong, the fact that so many silver swords could not even be broken by a single blade was really abnormal.
"Hahaha??? Obediently die by my knife." Looking at the expressions of Xu Han in the distance, Dou Zhuang laughed wildly, as if he had a chance to win the battle.
"Xu Han! Get out of the way." The prodigal son on one side looked at Xu Han in astonishment and shouted.
With a drink from the prodigal son, Xu Han instantly became sober, and flashed to the right with his right foot, avoiding the turbulent airflow of the knife.
"Do you think it's okay to get out of the way?" Dou Zhuang chuckled as he watched the actions of the two. Just as he stepped forward, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind his head, and the figure immediately rushed towards the right.
Dou Zhuang's figure had just passed by, and a huge shadow had already passed over his head, it was the purple feather running down wildly.
Dou Zhuang, who was not waiting to raise his head, turned around and saw that there was another spirit beast rushing behind him, and two spirit beasts appeared in the air at some unknown time.
"That kind of martial art?" Dou Zhuang is not Tian Tai, but after a detailed understanding of Xu Han, he knew that this was the unique martial art of that aerial spirit beast.
The two Xu Han, who walked away from both sides, listened to Dou Zhuang's words in the distance, and their hearts were full of doubts, but they turned around and looked at them, their eyes were full of consternation.
The knife airflow that crossed the two of them suddenly turned around when approaching the ground, split into two smaller knife airflows, and chased them towards the two again.
"Could it be that Dou Zhuang controlled it again?" Xu Han's eyes flashed with doubt, and he whispered while looking at Dou Zhuang who was embarrassed and evaded Zi Yu's blow in the distance.
boom!
The swift sword energy blasted Xu Han's body, directly blasting a huge pit in the ground, and then turned around, and rushed towards Xu Han, which was actually in hot pursuit.
Xu Han, who was able to jump up, looked at the scene in the distance, and his heart was full of doubts. Dou Zhuang, who was attacking by Ziyu, certainly didn't have any more thoughts to control the sword qi in front of him, so these sword qi was actually being tracked autonomously.
"Xu Han! This sword aura is too weird." In the distance, there was the sound of the prodigal son's rage. Above the prodigal sword, a series of terrifying sword auras cut out, but there was no trace of the sword air current in front of him. The role of.
No matter how hard it was, the knife airflow still chased behind them closely.
The purple shadow that flew in front of him made Dou Zhuang's eyes a flash of surprise. Looking at the huge figure that didn't fluctuate, his figure receded, but he didn't dare to let the purple shadow come close.
This Ziying can change from reality to reality, but he clearly knows that it is impossible to guard against being approached by it.
In my heart, I also thought that when it was near, the martial arts in his hand would explode, but he was afraid of wasting his aura. After all, the horrible air current of the sword just consumed a lot of his aura.
Seeing Dou Zhuang on the ground just avoiding it, a huge roar came out of Zi Yu's mouth in the air, her wings flapped, and her figure suddenly rolled towards Dou Zhuang on the ground.
And the purple shadow that swept away also rushed silently, two huge spirits crossed in the air, and constantly blasted towards Dou Zhuang on the ground.
Xu Han looked at the sword energy chasing behind him, and the fierce martial arts anger in his hand blasted out, but it was difficult to cut off the sword energy in the sword airflow.
"Weird! Weird!" Xu Han whispered in his mouth, thinking for a while in his eyes, but nothing could be seen.
"Xu Han! What to do?" The prodigal son said anxiously as he looked at Xu Han who was running side by side.
He didn't know how many knives were shot, but the airflow of the knives behind him didn't weaken at all, or he was chasing behind him fiercely.
"Damn! I don't know, who knows that these Wuwangmen martial artists are all such weird martial arts." Xu Han flashed helplessly in his eyes, and said with depression in his mouth.
Dou Xiong's weird ice crystal, Dou Zhuang's magical martial arts in front of him, it seems that among the Wushu martial artists Xu Han has encountered, only Dou Shuai is normal.
"Damn!" the prodigal son couldn't help but explode. The blade airflow behind him never thought of avoiding the two people's attacks. No matter how they dodge or attack, the broken wood, boulders, and martial arts along the way are all It is the crush of being hit.
"Hey! If they don't hit you, they won't stop." Avoiding the two spirit beasts that swept in the air, Dou Zhuang glanced at the two Xu Han who were hiding in embarrassment in the distance, and laughed.
But looking up at the spirit beast leaping in the air, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
For warriors who can't fly, Ziyu has a huge advantage, always standing in an active position.
Listening to Dou Zhuang's words, a thoughtful look flashed in Xu Han's eyes, but he was thinking, I wonder if Silver Tree can absorb this sword energy.
The previous martial arts used by Dou Zhuang were completely absorbed by the silver tree in the spirit point.
"Separate first, let me try." Xu Han's eyes drenched, and he whispered in his mouth. A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the prodigal son, and he ran to one side immediately.
When the two got together, the airflow of the blades separated behind them merged into one. Now that they are separated, the airflow of the blades separates automatically, chasing them behind them.
"Xiaoyin! Can the airflow of the knife behind him be absorbed?" Xu Han muttered while looking at the tiny silver tree that appeared directly in his hand.
The phantom face above the tree trunk, glancing at the knife airflow chasing behind him, a hint of thinking flashed in his eyes, and he said softly, "You can try it."
"Okay! Then you be careful." Xu Han said softly while looking at the cautious look on the small face on the silver tree.
Fighting spirit is the root of a warrior. If it is damaged, the warrior's damage will be great.
"En!" Yin Shu said softly, floating directly above Xu Han's head, and then slowly growing, under the trunk, roots of trees stretched out and pierced into the void.
"Huh! It's the tree again." Dou Zhuang, who got out of Zi Yu's tail, hummed while looking at the scene in the distance.
But I was surprised that Xu Han really had a lot of good things in his body, the tyrannical white tiger martial arts, and the method of condensing thunder dragon, the horrible spirit beast in the air, and now this magical little tree is also his innocent door. None of the disciples had such a chance.
The prodigal son on one side also looked at the silver tree above Xu Han in astonishment, and the more he felt that his friend was not easy.
Under the gaze of a few people in the field, a large wave of dense tree roots suddenly sprang up over the knife airflow rushing behind them, directly piercing on the large swords.
Dou Zhuang's face tightened in the distance, his eyes flashed with an incredible look, but his face instantly turned into a surprise.
I saw the roots of the tree entangled on the big sword, and before any action, the roots were crushed.
"Unexpectedly!" Looking at the shredded tree roots, Xu Han muttered, his eyes were full of surprises, this silver tree had nothing to do with him.
"Hahaha
Xu Han! I think you can do anything else? "Dou Zhuang looked at Xu Han with a depressed look, and said with a burst of laughter.
As a disciple of Wuwang Sect, he didn’t even know what this silver tree was. When Xu Han summoned the silver tree, Dou Zhuang had no bottom in his heart, but he looked at the broken roots and his face was full. A look of surprise.