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Chapter 1,130 The ten crippled sword ghosts! The ferocious combat power of the previous era!(1/4)

 "Chi chi chi chi—"
Before I saw him, I first heard him laughing strangely.
After the formation of the Zhenhuang Palace was cracked open from the outside, thick frosty white mist seeped in from the gaps, and finally turned into a solid figure.
this person......
How should I put it? This is an extremely tragic person!
His whole body was pitch black, covered with dried black and red blood, and there was a faint smell of burnt meat coming from his body.
The dirty and stiff hair, the hair on the body, the hair is rising up to the sky, which perfectly explains what is "bohemian" in an alternative sense!
At a glance, except for a few tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body, he looked like a creature that had stepped out of a pile of coals.
In addition, his whole body was covered with scars, as if he had been cut or stabbed with sharp weapons.
The most serious injury was undoubtedly his left hand.
The visitor's left forearm was broken at the elbow. The wound was now wrapped in holy power. No blood dripped, but new flesh and blood could not grow.
"Master Han!"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart trembled.
He didn't recognize the man by his face.
Judging from his appearance, he no longer recognized this guy who had been struck by lightning and was so disfigured.
But that familiar ice ability, that frosty white mist, that half-saint pressure... the size of the Sin Palace, I'm afraid only Master Han, who I saw in the Hall of Unforgiveness, can match it.
"Oh, there is a young man?"
The Lei Ren Han Ye staggered slightly stiffly from outside the palace, but his tone was very free and optimistic.
It was as if the injuries on his body actually existed on another person, and his soul was soaking in the hot springs of heaven at this moment, enjoying happiness and freedom.
"Wuna, please give me some clothes for me to wear!"
As Mr. Han walked, he casually tore off the tattered black cloth strips on his body.
The originally fluffy snow-white tail now turned as black as a mace, hard and straight, and it finally twitched and twisted around, barely blocking the key parts.
Gu Qing first and second remained silent.
They could hardly believe their eyes.
This extremely slovenly guy seems to be... a semi-saint?
But he didn't have the slightest pretense of being a semi-saint, and he didn't even give anyone any punishment for being "faced as a saint" with such an honorable appearance.
This is completely different from the semi-saint who was told to release some visions of heaven and earth to scare others.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Clothes! Don't you understand clothes? A robe! Just give me something to hide your shame!" Master Han cursed and finally walked into the hall crookedly.
From time to time, electricity would pass through his body, and whenever this happened, he would twitch and pause, but this did not affect his free and uninhibited attitude.
"I'm so numb that my eyes are almost blinded. I thought it was an afterimage, but it turns out there are three people here..."
Mr. Han muttered as he approached and wanted to rub his eyes with his left hand, but found that the longest left hand was only the elbow, which was too short.
He spat unluckily and switched to his right hand.
Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a moment, then very skillfully threw a piece of clothing from the space barrier.
After Mr. Han put it on casually, he rubbed his face with ice water, and then he seemed to see everything in the hall clearly, and then his eyes became serious, and the air became cold.
"Good guy! Ancient sword cultivator? Or two of you?"
This sentence really does not have a good tone. On the contrary, it is full of hatred and resentment!
Gu Qing's vigilance was at its highest, and a small dark sword appeared in his eyes, slowly moving closer to the center of his eyebrows, turning red.
Listening to these words, this uninvited guest of the void crystallized freedom, the half-saint, is quite hostile to the ancient sword cultivator!
as expected......
"I hate ancient sword cultivators the most in my life. Damn them, all ancient sword cultivators must die for me!"
"Chi chi chi chi——"
Accompanied by the screams, Master Han's face suddenly twisted, and his knees
He turned a corner, leaped into the sky with a loud bang, and struck out unreasonably!
He raised one and a half of his hands to both sides, and with a roar from behind, half of his huge ice wings flew out, exuding a strong aura of ghostly beasts.
The ice wings were wrapped with endless holy power, and they spread out almost without leaving any room, and then swept forward violently.
"madman!"
Gu Qing'er didn't even think about it. After scolding him angrily, he rushed straight up.
He raised his sword intent, and countless small golden swords suddenly formed in the void. He was brave enough to face the semi-saint without fear of death.
"Elder brother, let's go first, I will stop..."
"What the hell, get out of here!"
Gu Qing held the sword with one hand and grabbed his junior brother Destiny by the back of the neck with the other hand, throwing him back.
At the same time, a bit of blood bloomed between his eyebrows, his whole body buzzed, and fluctuations of holy power also surged out.
"Senior Sword Demon, please take action.
"boom!
Half of Han Ye's ice wings slashed from the sky like a knife, and the space was shattered.
The next second, under the power of the black ghost beast and the ice-blue half-saint power, there was a sword cry of "Kang", and ten sword lights shot out suddenly.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The light of the sword is like a shadow, formless and without substance, cutting through the void.
At the critical moment, Master Han finally realized that the young man in front of him didn't seem to be easy to mess with?
But it was difficult for him to stop attacking with all his strength when he was furious. The sword light seemed to be something that a junior at this level should not be able to strike. He was completely unexpected!
"What the hell?"
The body was only on one side, and there was an explosion. Han Ye's ice wings turned from attack into defense and hurriedly blocked in front of him, but he was still chopped into pieces in an instant.
The sword light passed through the ice shards that were chopped from broken ice in an instant, and struck hard on Master Han's body.
"grumble--"
Screams sounded.
Mr. Han's body was slashed away by the sword light, leaving behind the dripping blood.
Fortunately, Bingyi had blocked most of the damage. He was not killed on the spot by these ten sword lights. He was only hit by the high-intensity slashing force, which smashed through the wall of the hall and the large formation outside the hall.
, smashed into an unknown place in the void.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
Through the large cracks that were blasted through the Zhenhuang Palace, one could vaguely hear the sound of Han Ye smashing through countless maze walls along the way.
"hiss!"
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
He was determined not to stop it and wanted to see what Gu Qingyi could do.
If Gu Qing couldn't stop him, he would naturally shout to stop the chaotic fighting - just because he knew Master Han.
But......
Mr. Han!
A majestic semi-saint level ghost beast!
His furious attack was chopped into pieces by Gu Qingyi, and even the people were blasted out of the spiritual formation of the main hall?
There seems to be an extra layer of shadow on my head...
Xu Xiaoshou looked up dumbly and finally saw what the thing that blew Master Han away was.
To be continued...
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