Han Shu is as strong as ever.
Each of his punches seemed to shatter the space, blocking the opponent’s strength, isolating the voice and vision, so that Han Shu made Lin Muyu feel the surrounding chaos and chaos with one punch, completely unable to maintain a sense of consciousness. .
"Come on, see how many punches you can catch."
Han Shu danced his iron fists in the air, and his fists fell overwhelmingly, bombarding Lin Muyu's dragon blood shield and divine wall, while smiling and shouting: "Lao Tzu's broken sky fist uses space divine power as its source, and plane power is constantly superimposed. A punch is more powerful than a punch, I have to see how many punches you can withstand."
"Pumppump..."
There were only space cracking light patterns and sky-shaking sounds in the air, but no matter how Han Shu attacked, Lin Muyu never fought back, but maintained a defensive posture, not only the dragon blood battle shield, but even the power of the diamond body guard. Also used together, the whole person is as indestructible as a rock.
…
"The 37th punch."
Talilin stood in the air beside Xi Yin and said lightly: "Han Shu's power has accumulated to a very terrifying point. Any one of his punches at this time can blast a mountain. This is not a joke. Lin Muyu continued. If he defends passively, his internal organs will be smashed into pieces sooner or later, and he is too underestimating the Heavenly Fragment Fist."
"It's not underestimating, it's an insight into the strength of Shattered Sky Fist and Han Shu." Xiyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and said: "Although his strength is strong, it is not superior to Han Shu, but if defense consumes Han Shu's spirit and strength, The opportunity is here."
"Oh, isn't it?" Lake was also surprised. Obviously, Han Shu and Lin Muyu are both superior in strength. Even the angels of war must look at this duel with awe.
On the battlefield with swords drawn, the gentry battalionmen watched the battle in the air with their brows furrowed. There, only the silhouettes of the people and the dragons were intertwined, and the fist and force blooming in the air, as well as the trajectory of the dragon flames. It is a bit shocking, but none of the soldiers in the Longdan camp retreats, because they know that the person who is fighting a strong enemy in the air is Lin Muyu, the Royal Highness of King Qin of the empire, and the true leader of the Longdan camp. Fighting fate, how can I humble and retreat.
"His Royal Highness..."
Wei Qiu swallowed his saliva with a grunt, and he began to worry about Lin Muyu's safety.
Situ Sen quietly sat on the dragon's back, ready to attack at any time.
At the rear of the Longdan Camp army, the gates of Zhanlongguan were all opened. Zeng Yifan and Su Yu's subordinates were entering the city to take refuge, and the other exits were a large number of steps out of the city. Xu Jiantao is already quietly brewing a battle. Anti-defense is offensive.
Xu Jiantao originally had 30,000 horses in his hand. Together with the garrison of Lingnan Province, he controlled nearly one hundred thousand troops. Together with the more than ten thousand troops of the Gentian Camp, he was enough to compete with the Blackstone Empire army outside the city, not to mention. , There are 25,000 well-equipped Xiyin Corps.
…
At this moment, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. Everyone only saw the silhouettes flying in the air, accompanied by Lin Muyu's whisper, "Heaven and earth, listen to my orders." One punch collided with Han Shu's fist.
"Peng."
The ground trembled, and the sound of two fists colliding was almost deafening. Han Shu was blocked from the offensive for the first time. His fists trembled back several dozen meters, staring at Lin Muyu dumbfounded. This time, Lin Muyu's power seemed to have undergone a completely reborn change. Not only has the strength of the cold snow and ice of the cold forest, but also the strength of the honest mountains.
The Elephant Invisible Jue, coupled with the Star Jue, is so strong.
Lin Muyu's stature changed suddenly, stepping on the star-falling step in the air, and the whole person's combat temperament completely changed. With the advantage of body being more flexible than Han Shu riding a dragon, he suddenly blasted out the ice, snow, and ice from three angles at the same time. A punch of power.
"Peng Peng Peng."
The situation reversed, this time it turned into Han Shu's defense, while Lin Muyu took the initiative to attack.
"Zizi..."
Han Shu complained endlessly. God knows where Lin Muyu’s power comes from. Every punch seems to be coated with a layer of steel. At the same time, a layer of frost has begun to spread on Han Shu’s wrist, and even his nerves have begun to be a little bit. Paralyzed, I am afraid that the Heavenly Fragmenting Fist will not be used if this continues, so Han Shu must allocate a part of his divine power to melt the frost.
Sweat started to drip on his forehead.
"Pumppump..."
Lin Muyu's offensive became uninterrupted, and even those with a slightly lower cultivation base could no longer see his figure, only traces of frost blooming in the air.
Finally, with a "buzz" golden light blooming, and the air screamed, Lin Muyu raised both hands, urging a bright elephant wheel, and went straight to Han Shu.
"A delusion."
Han Shu yelled violently, swept away with his fists, a tyrannical smashing sky fist suddenly shook the elephant wheel open, but at the same time he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The beat was bleeding.
"Master Han Shu."
A group of dragon knights riding on giant dragons quickly approached, and many people had already picked up their dragon spears and prepared to rush to help.
"Go away."
Lin Muyu suddenly looked up at a group of dragon knights. The power of the elephant's invisible formula was contained in the voice. A wave of divine power formed a strong wind impact, locking a group of dragon knights directly in place. Everyone was stunned. No one had thought of the legendary. King Qin was so strong that everyone felt desperate.
"do not come… "
Han Shu gently waved his hand to the rear, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "This battle is the fate of Han Shu, and the fate of the Black Stone Dragon Knights. Even if I die in the battle, no one can destroy the fight. Will be the rules."
Lin Muyu's eyes were indifferent: "In that case, you are ready."
"come on."
Han Shu raised his head, feeling a bit like death.
"Lin Muyu, you don't have to make an inch."
In the distance, Baili Qin shouted loudly, and the sharp sword in his hand was already trembling and croaking.
But Bailiqin was too late. He was at least three hundred meters away from the battlefield, and his surroundings were already completely filled with a peculiar force field, unable to break the void. Don’t think about it, that’s the domain function of Lin Muyu's Elephant Invisible Art. .
The surrounding air rushed violently, Lin Muyu swung her right fist back, and her whole body was like a tight and strong bow, and the power of azure blue continued to gather on the fist.
"what,."
Han Shu's voice trembled a little, and Lin Muyu's prelude to this awe-inspiring blow made him tremble.
"Hundred punches shattered."
Han Shu sacrificed his strongest move and blasted his body into the air like crazy.
But Lin Muyu's blow also fell at the same time.
"boom."
The light of the Sixth Yao continuously impacted, like a baptism of God, and there were waves of elephant wheel impacts in the light, a total of one hundred waves, and finally condensed into one, and the "poof" penetrated Han Shu's body.
"Puff..."
With blood spurting wildly, Han Shu fell on the dragon's back in an instant, his divine wall was beaten to pieces in an instant, and small holes appeared in his chest. His body was completely robbed by the power of Liu Yao Tiandi. Corroded and pierced, the strongest Saint Martial King of the Blackstone Empire died on the dragon's back with a sob like this.
Even Han Shu's dragon screamed mournfully, and was severely injured under the power of Liu Yao Tiandi Tribulation and Elephant Invisible Jue, and he fell to the ground with Han Shu's corpse.
In the air, a space law of Heaven and Dao belonging to King Shengwu was suspended there, glowing with shining luster.
Lin Muyu slowly opened her hand and put Han Shu's godhead into her bag.
On the ground, the tigers, leopards and dragoons in the distance were dumbfounded, and they could only watch the deputy commander of the Blackstone Dragoons beheaded on the battlefield, but they should feel fortunate. Respect for Han Shu, Lin Muyu left Han Shu's whole body, otherwise the power of Sixth Yao will be released, I am afraid that Han Shu has become a bloody mist now.
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"now you."
Lin Muyu pulled out the Bingyuan Sword, pointed it at Bailiqin from a distance, and said, "Marshal of the Blackstone Empire, Bailiqin, one of the sacred martial gods of the Celestial Continent, you must really want to kill me now."
"Yes, you guessed it."
Baili Qin came to the sky, with the sword in his hand shining up into the sky, with no sadness or joy on his face, he said lightly: "What a Lin Muyu, kill Lu Guojue, I killed my beloved Han Shu in the light and flint, you really There are means."
"The marshal is complimenting me."
"Forget it."
Bailiqin sneered: "However, you can kill Han Shu only by the superb power of the Supreme Being. If you don't have this Supreme Being, what would you be?"
Lin Muyu smiled: "It seems that the marshal has taken a fancy to my supreme character."
"Yes, I don't know if His Royal Highness King Qin is willing to cut love and give in."
"Then it depends on whether the marshal has the ability to get it."
"Arrogant."
Baili Qin gave a violent shout, without giving Lin Muyu time to regain his breath, he raised the ruled sword in his hand and smashed it down in the air. The speed was extremely fast, and the heavy sense of honesty almost sealed the surroundings, and Lin Muyu did not have any escape. A real powerhouse knows how to make the most of his power, and Bailiqin is just such a person.
Starfall can't move a single bit, but this seems to have been expected by Lin Muyu a long time ago. Without such a method, Bailiqin may not be able to fight against the powers of the Blackstone Empire and the lord of the Thunder Yan Sect Long Xi.
The Bingyuan Sword was raised horizontally, and the blade was surrounded by a thick Seven Lights Immortal Sword's light. Lin Muyu quickly pressed his left hand on the blade, using the strongest strength to resist Bailiqin's blow.
"Keng."
When the two swords collided, Lin Muyu was shaken and fell into the air. Her figure pulled the trajectory of space, as if she fell into a large net. After stabilizing her figure in the air forcibly, the blood in the body began to be disordered. .
What a Bailiqin, worthy of being a strong man in the third realm of the god emperor.