Everyone was suddenly discolored.
The hearts of Narcissus, Shui Linger, Phoenix, etc. instantly lifted.
A single sword forced Han Yu to deal with it. Thousands of swords flew by. How could Han Yu resist and avoid it
Han Yu said indifferently: "Is this your ultimate move? I have a hundred ways to defeat you!"
Jiang Xinghe laughed angrily, and said, "I don't know whether to live or die, look at the trick!"
At this moment, endless black qi poured out of Han Yu's body. From the black qi, a black gourd emerged. The gourd opened, and an incomparably terrifying devouring force erupted. In just an instant, a gourd formed on the gourd. The huge vortex, the air between heaven and earth, turned into a flood and poured into the Devil's Gourd.
"Swallow the devil's gourd, swallow!"
"Kill all swords together!"
Han Yu and Jiang Xinghe were drinking at almost the same time.
Immediately, Wan Jianfeijian rushed towards Han Yu, as long as he was killed, Han Yu would lose his flesh and blood.
The disciples of the Formation Hall were already waiting for Han Yu, the madman, to die.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
Every flying sword shot towards Han Yu at extreme speed. No one could use speed to avoid so many flying swords.
Han Yu not only didn't dodge, he didn't even use his defense.
When Feijian flew a hundred feet away from Han Yu, it suddenly deviated from its trajectory and flew towards the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd above Han Yu. The flying sword turned into a torrent and poured into the Devil's Gourd.
"dong dong dong..."
The flying sword flew into the Swallowing Devil Gourd, making loud noises, but it did not penetrate the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd.
"How could this be? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Xinghe's eyes stared like dead fish eyes, and he couldn't accept this fact.
It didn't take long for the thousands of flying swords to be sucked by the Swallowing Devil Gourd, and only one sword remained. This sword was the real sword, and the swords just now were nothing but sword energy.
The sword kept screaming, resisting the swallowing power of the Devil's Gourd.
However, no matter how it resisted, it couldn't change the will of the Devil Swallowing Gourd, and it was getting closer to the Devil Swallowing Gourd bit by bit.
"return!"
Jiang Xinghe came back to his senses and used all his strength to control the sword. This is his natal magic weapon. He spent his whole life giving birth to it. It is like his second life. If it is taken away by Han Yu, he will commit suicide.
Under the control of Jiang Xinghe, the sword stopped, and then began to step away from the swallowing devil.
"Humph!"
Han Yu snorted heavily, the swallowing power of the Devil's Gourd became even more terrifying, and the sword began to lean towards the Devil's Gourd.
"drink!"
Jiang Xinghe let out a loud shout and used all his strength to control the sword.
Immediately, the battle for the sword between the two began.
The sword moved forward and backward several times. Han Yu couldn't put it away, and Jiang Xinghe couldn't summon it back.
After a stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xinghe was already wet with cold sweat. This is a mental and spiritual consumption, far greater than the consumption of the three days and three nights of war on him.
However, Jiang Xinghe saw hope. Under his insistence, Baojian finally moved to him far longer than it moved to Han Yu. As long as he persisted for another seven or eight minutes, he should be able to withdraw the sword.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghe worked harder, and seemed to be less tired all of a sudden.
Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of Han Yu's mouth, making Jiang Xinghe's heart beat wildly.
From within the Devil's Swallowing Gourd, abruptly rushed out nine black pieces of training, wrapped around the sword, and pulled the sword towards the Devil's Swallowing Gourd.
"Jian Zhen!"
Jiang Xinghe shouted loudly, and the sword shook violently, shattering Pi Lian.
However, the horse training was endless, and after it was shattered, it transformed into shape and continued to wrap around the sword.
After Jiang Xinghe's sword shook hundreds of times, blood quietly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his control over the sword gradually weakened. Watching the sword helplessly, he was getting closer and closer to the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd.
"Dianzhu Jiang's sword is about to be taken away. What magic weapon is his gourd, why is it so terrifying?"
The disciples of the Formation Hall were stunned for a moment. At this moment, even those who had no eyesight could see that Jiang Xinghe had lost the ability to compete with Han Yu.
Finally, the tip of the sword touched the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd.
A minute later, the tip of the sword was inserted into the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd.
Ten minutes later, one-third of the sword entered the Devil's Gourd.
Jiang Xinghe constantly controlled the strong shock of the sword, and wanted to shatter the Devil's Gourd, but he couldn't help it.
A quarter of an hour later, half of Baojian's body entered the Swallowing Devil Gourd.
"I admit defeat!" Suddenly, Jiang Xinghe said unwillingly.
As soon as these words came out, the fists of the disciples in the formation hall sank, and the little hope they held in the end was dashed.
"Shh!"
The sword was completely swallowed by the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd.
If Jiang Xinghe gritted his teeth and insisted, he could still fight for a while, but he opened his mouth to admit defeat, and he was instantly devoured by the Swallowing Devil Gourd.
"you… "
Jiang Xinghe pointed at Han Yu, trembling with anger.
Han Yu didn't change his face, and directly put the swallowing devil's gourd into his body.
"What are you going to do?" Jiang Xinghe's eyes widened. He thought that Han Yu just accidentally put away the sword and would give it back to him. Why does it look like that is not the case now.
"Since you admit defeat, then we can go!" Han Yu said lightly.
"Return my sword!" Jiang Xinghe roared.
"It's been refined, how can I return it to you!" Han Yufeng said calmly.
"What? Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jiang Xinghe's body instantly became shaky. A pair of eyes stared at Han Yu resentfully, wishing to rush over and tear Han Yusheng apart.
"Han Shaoxia, since Hall Master Jiang admits defeat, return his sword to him!" Lei Qianjue said.
Only then did Jiang Xinghe realize that his natal magic weapon was connected to his bloodline. If it was refined by Han Yu, how could he not feel it. In a hurry, it was actually placed by Han Yu.
However, now Jiang Xinghe didn't dare to blame Han Yu, and hurriedly showed a look of flattery, saying: "Han Shaoxia, return the sword to me, I will let you go immediately, and I will never obstruct it."
Han Yu glanced at Jiang Xinghe, and said meaningfully: "Don't you let us go if I don't pay it back?"
"You... I..." Jiang Xinghe was so angry that he didn't know what to say.
Lei Qian couldn't help sighing secretly, Han Yu's way of treating people is really calm, that's a must.
"Where is the madman, dare to act wild in my formation hall!"
Just then, an angry voice came. The sound was not loud, but it gave people the feeling of a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Countless people were shocked, their faces turned pale, even Han Yu's body trembled.
Jiang Xinghe was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly said to the sky: "Dianzhu Qin, you must decide for me!"
Lei Qianjue's face changed slightly, and he secretly sent a voice to Han Yu: "The Lord of the Array Hall, Qin Yi is here!"