The prodigal who leaped into the air, above the big sword in his hand, a roaring dragon rushed towards Xu Han and several people in the air.
"It seems that the prodigal son has obtained a good opportunity in the place where the dragon is training." Looking at the sword aura that whizzed in the air, Xu Han flashed a trace of shock, and whispered in his mouth.
As the prodigal son stepped out, the many warriors standing behind him also rushed out and swept toward the people around him.
"Miss Mu! It's been a long time, please enlighten me!" Mu Xinyu, who was about to step forward, suddenly a figure in the sky slowly fell in front of him, holding a feather, his eyes full of fierce murderous intent.
Looking at the black energy in Sheng Yu's eyes, Mu Xinyu let out a low hum, and flew up with the white silk in his hand. Since he is looking for death, he will see you off.
"Zhou Xiaopang! It's now!" Looking at the warriors who flew out, a trace of worry flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and he shouted at the low Zhou Xiaopang.
Although most of the people in front of them are martial artists before and during the Dacheng stage, they can survive from the martial arts guild, and their strength is about the same as Xu Han's, and they cannot be measured by realm at all.
At this juncture, if the big formation is not activated, I am afraid there is no room for maneuver.
"Got it! Boss!" As Xu Han's words fell, Zhou Xiaopang, who was hidden in the corner, looked happy, then turned his hands over, and two rotating stones appeared in front of him.
"The power of the ten ancient formations, now we have to see how strong it is." Zhou Xiaopang, who was excited in his eyes, whispered in his mouth, and the stone floating in front of him suddenly jumped into the air.
The stone, which was originally no more than a fist, has now become as large as ten meters, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
The surrounding warriors looked at the mysterious stone in the sky, with doubts in their eyes, but before getting closer, the stone suddenly shook, but it flew in the opposite direction.
All the people who watched, saw that the two stones at the two ends of Baihong City suddenly sank, suddenly fell to the ground, and then disappeared directly to the ground in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.
It just disappeared in such a panic, there was no trace of potholes on the ground at all.
"That big fat man is an array spiritist, grab him!" The warrior who knew Zhou Xiaopang flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he shouted.
Everyone looking along the line of sight, where is Zhou Xiaopang's figure.
As the stone fell into the ground, a faint mist suddenly rose in the entire space, and the warriors in the field clearly felt the spirits around this place.
Looking at the sword energy flying in the air, Xu Han's eyes shrank, and the god stele in his hand moved forward, feeling a powerful shock.
"Xu Han! You have always been stronger than me. Now I am going to defeat you under my sword." The prodigal son stepped into the air, and the fierce sword in his hand danced across the air, and a series of terrifying swords flew over. Out.
In the space of a hundred meters, the sword qi directly turned into a roaring dragon, and rolled towards Xu Han in the air.
"Is it the martial skill or the cause of the sword?" Looking at the roaring dragon in the sky, Xu Han whispered a trace of shock in his eyes.
The moment the prodigal sword was raised, Xu Han could see that the sword was very different from the previous ones. Not only was a roaring dragon head standing on the hilt, but also on both sides of the blade, there were two divine dragons.
Xu Han swept the divine monument in his hand, looked at the rushing prodigal son, and said loudly: "If you want to fight, let me help you remove the black energy in your body."
"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense." The prodigal snorted, and on top of the big sword in his hand, a huge divine dragon poured out and swallowed towards Xu Han with his mouth open.
The dragon in the sky came in an instant, and Xu Han's eyes were full of shock as he looked at the sword aura that looked like a real dragon in front of him.
The fierce vigor, the terrifying majesty, and every piece of shimmering scales made people feel like a dragon in front of them.
boom!
Looking at the huge Longkou above his head, Xu Han narrowed his eyes and raised the monument in his hand. He immediately felt a strong rush of energy in his hand.
Xu Han stepped on his feet, and there were dense cracks beneath him. The power of this Shenlong was so strong, it is no wonder that the prodigal who was only in the middle of the Dacheng Stage could follow the strongest.
Immediately, his gaze swept away, and it was discovered that the martial artists who participated in the martial arts guild were all tyrannical and abnormal, and that Lan Zenghui, who fought with Leng Yichen, was actually not bad in strength.
Looking at the families of Jianshan Chengye and Lan, it seems that the prodigal son has been hiding in the Jianshan area for a while, so it's no wonder that he has not been discovered.
"Why isn't Zhou Xiaopang better yet?" It just felt the aura that became low and dense. Xu Han swept away, and there was no sign of Zhou Xiaopang at all.
The warriors brought by the supreme commander seemed to be the last straw to overwhelm the camel. The warriors of the Yin and Barbarian tribes were all caught in a bitter battle.
Had it not been for the purple feathers and silver trees, dragging most of the warriors, I'm afraid the defeat would have been set.
As for the strongest fighting in the void, Xu Han and the others did not know the situation and had a fatal impact on the situation of the battle.
The worried Xu Han flashed across his eyes and looked at the dragon flying in the air. With a loud shout, the sharp sacred monument swept up and directly met the sword aura.
boom!
With a fierce vigor swept across, Xu Han's figure flew out, and then stepped on his feet, rushing towards the prodigal son.
"Xu Han! I'm finally serious." Looking at Xu Han who was holding the monument in front of him, a trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the prodigal son, and he said loudly.
He still heard of Xu Han's strength, and then he shouted wildly, holding the big knife in his hand and flying down.
In such a situation, where did Xu Han dare to show mercy, the god stele with fierce energy swept out, and the sword energy roaring from the air was all shattered.
The violent sword aura, the mysterious stele, the cracks pierced in the air, the warriors fighting around were all avoided from a distance, and the eyes were full of shock.
Obviously they only have the strength of the middle stage of the Dacheng Stage, and the aura that can be released is even stronger than the general warriors of the later stage of the Dacheng Stage.
"Haha??? Sure enough, you are a younger generation, and now only you, Xu Han, can fight me!" Facing Xu Han's fierce monument, the prodigal son roared with excitement on his face.
Looking at the black energy in the eyes of the prodigal son, Xu Han's eyes were full of worry, and it seemed that he had been eroded by the black energy for too long.
"Damn it! This outlying soul island must have seen the boss not daring to make a heavy hand before letting the prodigal son come." Zhou Xiaopang hiding in the corner, watching the scene in the sky, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his mouth was low. Shouted.
I felt the scene of the stone coming from my heart, and my eyes were anxious. The two dragons out of the water formation is so troublesome. The previous arrangement has been completed, but it still needs time to condense.
"It's really troublesome to capture him and remove the black energy from the other body." Xu Han looked at the prodigal son who was flying with a big knife in his hands, and Xu Han's eyes were full of depression.
Besides, the prodigal son's strength is not weak, Xu Han really has no choice for a while, so he has to smash the sword energy that slashes in the air.
Ahhh!
The sword spirit danced in the air, looking at Xu Han who was holding the stele fiercely, a trace of anger passed through the eyes of the prodigal son, and he shouted.
After such a long battle, Xu Han was still very handy. Apart from the sacred monuments that were constantly blasting out, he had no other means at all. It is conceivable that Xu Han still did not do his best.
The prodigal yelled wildly, the big sword in his hand turned into a hundred meters long, and he immediately slashed it directly at the monument in Xu Han's hand.
boom!
Xu Han had no time to evade. The sword was already blasting on the god monument. Xu Han, who was originally worried about the prodigal war spirit, looked at the prodigal who was shaken back in the air, and his eyes were full of consternation.
The big knife that slammed on the god monument was not broken.
"I'm afraid it's not the original big knife anymore." Looking at the prodigal son in the sky, Xu Han's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, and he whispered.
Immediately holding the monument, he smashed it in the air. The prodigal son saw this, his face was furious, and he directly slashed with the big knife in his hand.
It was the two people who were furiously blasting, but now there are only two clanging sounds of weapons in the air.
"It looks like this is an opportunity!" Looking at the prodigal son who had been confronting him with a furious expression, Xu Han whispered a hint of joy in his eyes.
As long as you shoot down the big knife in the hands of the prodigal son, I am afraid it will be much easier to capture him.
The surprise in Xu Han's eyes had turned into shock. Although Xu Han didn't try his best, the big knife in the hands of the prodigal son could last so long. It seemed that the place where the dragon was cultivated had absorbed something special.
The prodigal son seemed to be in madness, and the big sword in his hand continued to blast, and Xu Han's eyes flashed with joy, and the god monument in his hand suddenly became bigger, and he blasted directly at the big sword cut by the prodigal.
boom!
In the terrifying vigor, a small thunder and lightning suddenly fell in the air, directly hitting the wrist of the prodigal son holding the big knife.
what!
With a scream from the prodigal son, the hundred-meter-long sword fell in response, and Xu Han's expression was ecstatic, and suddenly a dense tentacles burst out of the air around the prodigal.
"Damn it! Let go of me!" Looking at the tentacles that wrapped him tightly in an instant, the prodigal yelled from his mouth, and his tentacles broke apart, but there were more tentacles rolled away.
The prodigal son, who was drowned in many tentacles, yelled again and again, only to see a dragon sprang out of the big sword falling in the air, and rolled towards the tentacles in the air.
"Long Ling!" Looking at the dragon rushing out of the big sword, Xu Han was startled and exclaimed in his mouth.
No wonder the war spirit of the prodigal son has become so tyrannical that a dragon spirit is hidden.
Roar!
Just as the dragon spirit rushed out, suddenly a roar came from the sky, and purple feathers flew up, looking at the dragon spirit circling out, his eyes were full of excitement.
expensive!
Seeing the flying purple feather, the dragon spirit who had just sprang out was shocked in his eyes, but he flew back immediately, hiding in the sword.
Xu Han ignored the Zi Yu on one side, looking at the prodigal son who was tightly wrapped by his tentacles, his eyes were full of joy.
"Xu Han! You have the ability to let me go." Looking at Xu Han in front of him, the prodigal son burst out.
Xu Han seized the opportunity, but didn't have time to follow the prodigal son's ink marks, the god monument in his hand suddenly became smaller, and then he pressed tightly on the prodigal son's forehead.
Looking at the prodigal son with a trace of black air, Xu Han's eyes were full of surprises, but the prodigal son wrapped in his tentacles suddenly became irritable.