Chapter 1832 Bankrupt Tongtian(1/2)
Then, he was fooled.
That look in Han Ba's eyes was simply too deceptive.
Besides, the saint who was assigned to fight by Hanba was indeed very impressive.
Stable.
There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes.
After this bet, the direct power under his command will increase to a terrifying level, and even the Saint will be able to recruit many saints.
Now, Tongtian couldn't wait to hope that Wujian would go up to fight and die as soon as possible.
The battle begins.
Wu Jian looked solemn.
He slowly flew into the ring, looked at the opponent in front of him, and held the unsheathed sword tightly in his hand.
"Send your name, I will not kill unknown people in my hands."
Wu Jian's opponent was very conceited. He pointed at Wu Jian and said casually: "If you have no name or surname, get out of here to avoid dirtying my hands."
"Wu Jian, a nobody." Wu Jian's words became colder.
How underestimated him.
"No sword?" The enemy's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "I haven't heard of you. You are not worthy of my sage to take action and tell Lin Fan to get out and die."
"You are not qualified enough for Brother Lin to take action." Wu Jian saw light lingering in his eyes, and four holy swords were circling vertically around him, as if they were about to condense into a sword field.
"Hmph, I am crossing the realm this time just to kill him. Others are not worthy of fighting." The enemy shouted again.
Such words made Xiao Wu and others frown, with murderous intent in their eyes.
This kid is so arrogant.
Hanbao's eyes were extremely cold.
He looked at the saint he sent out as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Kill!" Wu Jian made a move, thrusting forward with the unsheathed divine sword in his hand. The four holy swords that were originally hovering vertically around him were raised flat, clanking, and the sword tips pointed directly at the enemy.
Each of the four holy swords has transformed into tens of thousands of people. The sword array is formed, the sword intention is bright and boundless, and there is a circular sword pattern circling, blooming with mysterious divine patterns.
"Boohoo!"
Thousands of divine swords were killing each other, nothing could stop them. Each sword was so sharp that it looked like it could kill the sun in the sky, or it looked like it could kill gods.
The enemy screamed strangely: "Boy, I am mistaken!"
He screamed strangely.
It's really shocking.
This Wu Jian is indeed a nobody to him, but he should not be underestimated in the slightest. He is no weaker than him, a strong man who has been famous for a long time.
"Shenyu!"
The enemy roared, his hands became round, starlight dripped from his fingertips, and the area an inch in front of him actually condensed into a miniature star field!
Thousands of invincible killing swords rushed into the miniature star field, destroying everything wantonly!
This star field cannot be stopped!
Hanba breathed a sigh of relief.
Let go of the two fingers together, and the black light lingering on the fingertips also disappears.
Finally, he didn't need to do anything.
"break!"
Wu Jian let out an explosive roar, and the thousands of divine swords that rushed like a star field gathered into a Stegosaurus. Their scales were fierce and their boundless sword intent bloomed. The Stegory Dragon roared and strangled the entire Star Field into the air!
"boom!"
The stegosaurus rushed past the enemy's chest.
"How come?"
The enemy looked at his body in disbelief.
It's not bloody.
The sword dragon rushed past and seemed to swallow up the entire chest area of the enemy.
Wu Jian's face turned slightly pale.
There was also cold sweat flowing on his forehead.
Obviously, the skill just now took a huge toll on him.
"Brother Lin once said that a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Based on this, you are not worthy of being compared with Brother Lin."
Wu Jian said coldly and flew off the stage.
This enemy is dead!
This is his newly created technique, which was based on Lin Fan's Divine Treasure and combined with his Taoism. Today, it was the first time he used it in a fight with someone. He didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
"How come?"
Tongtian's eyes were blank and he was mumbling.
"How come?"
Suddenly, he trembled and yelled again.
This voice made everyone look at him.
Phoenix Master, who knew everything, immediately frowned and said with a hint of dissatisfaction and scolding: "Your Highness, please be careful, don't you hope that Wu Jian can win the first battle for this world?
Or do you want everyone who goes to war in our world to die? What are your intentions?"
Everyone in the Heavenly Realm looked at Tongtian with strange eyes.
This is really inappropriate!
"Senior Phoenix Master is joking, but this battle is indeed a bit unexpected. I think Yaodi was just shocked by Wu Jian's strength." Tianhong made the rescue, and then glared at Tongtian fiercely.
Tongtian smiled forcefully: "My brother is right, how can I hope that the saint of this world loses?"
But, he was trembling with fear!
At this time, he was thinking in his mind how much he had lost!
Just the top-quality spiritual stones alone exceed one billion!
There are also other treasures, etc., which if converted into top-quality spiritual stones, would be at least three billion!
His eyes were blank and his body was swaying.
Four billion!
He can't afford to pay!
Even for a top powerful clan like the Phoenix Clan, it would be extremely difficult for them to come up with billions of top-grade Yuan Stones at once.
Although he is the son of the God of Heaven, these four billion top-quality Yuan Stones are also an astronomical figure for him!
"Hanba! What do you mean!" Tongtian shouted!
Hanbao's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Hmph, I seem to want to ask His Highness what you mean! Are you slapping me in the face?
What did you tell me?
This man is an idiot, a nobody, and a low-level bastard.
Is your lowlife so powerful?
Ridiculous, it was obviously you who deceived me first and caused the death of a most powerful saint, but in the end, you still come to question me?"
Tongtian opened his mouth several times.
But in the end, he was speechless.
Those words were really what he said.
Question, why is brother Lin Fan so strong?
That kind of fighting power can definitely kill a saint king in a cross-border battle.
what to do?
what to do?
How can I explain after losing so much?
Suddenly, his eyes lit up!
A bet is not lost!
The holy war will continue, I don’t believe there will be no chance to turn around!
To be continued...