Chapter 1315: The Dead Warrior of the Feiyun Dynasty!
When Han Di heard this, his expression became cold, and there was a sharp light in his eyes, like a rampaging tiger. Even Zhao Si and another man in black beside them were so frightened that their eyes became horrified.
.
When Han Di is angry, it is equivalent to the anger of the Crown Prince!
How many people in the Feiyun Dynasty can resist the anger of the current crown prince of the Feiyun Dynasty?
"It seems that you are planning to fight with me?"
Handi said coldly.
"A fight? Are you worthy?" Lin Bai sneered disdainfully.
"Seeking death!" Han Di was immediately irritated when he heard Lin Bai's disdainful voice. The anger in his heart that had already been uncontrollable erupted like a volcano erupting!
Handi's eyes flashed, cold light burst out, a sharp sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and a cold light suddenly appeared, piercing Lin Bai's throat!
Seeing Han Di stabbing with his sword, Lin Bai immediately pulled Gu Jianyun and Gu Hai back a hundred meters!
"Old thing!"
After ensuring the safety of Gu Jianyun and Gu Hai, Lin Bai's face turned cold, his body turned into a stream of light and rushed out, approaching Han Di, and immediately punched down!
Rumble——
The torrent of power shook all directions like it was crushing the void!
"Senior Han Di, let me help you!" Zhao Cu sneered, drew out his sharp sword, and said with a sneer on his face: "Dongfang Bai, the shame you gave me two months ago, I will pay you back today!"
Zhao Chu stabbed out with his sword, and a sword energy like a violent wind hit Lin Bai's side!
On the other side, Han Di's old face became fierce, and a pair of slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light. As Zhao Silu took action, Handi also took action at the same time.
Two sharp sword rays struck Lin Bai at the same time!
"Since you are so ignorant of life and death, then I will send you to hell!" A frivolous smile appeared on Lin Bai's face, and he slowly pulled out a sharp sword from his storage bag!
This sword is entirely silver-white, but the blade is filled with a trace of eerie purple light.
When this sword appeared, the atmosphere in the entire world seemed to have changed, becoming extremely irritable and restless. Even the air seemed to be afraid of this sword and wanted to escape all of them!
The sword blade buzzed in his hand, and a suffocating aura filled the air in all directions!
When Han Di and Zhao Chu saw the sword in Lin Bai's hand, they both showed unprecedented surprise.
Zhao Chu exclaimed: "This sword is..."
Han Di said: "Could it be the demon sword that has disappeared from the realm of all nations for many years... Zi Huang!"
"Why is the demon sword in your hand?"
Handi looked shocked, and then said with ecstasy in his eyes.
The Demonic Sword Zihuang, in the realm of all nations, this sword is equal to the king of swords, and it is a unique magical weapon.
Gods, demons, fairies and ghosts, the five swords all have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth!
After Han Di recognized the demon sword Zihuang, he said with ecstasy again: "Great, bring the demon sword and the rare artistic conception back. In this conference for recruiting disciples from all nations, His Royal Highness will definitely be able to stand out among the heroes!"
Zhao Chu is also a sword cultivator, so he naturally yearns for the demon sword!
And the last man in black robe had not taken action. When he saw the demon sword Zihuang, there was a trace of greed in his eyes under the cloak.
"The sword in Dongfang Bai's hand..."
"Is it the demon sword Zi Huang?"
"Oh my god, one of the five most famous swords in the realm of all nations, the demon sword Zi Huang, has actually appeared!"
"Is that the demon sword Zi Huang that all sword cultivators dream of?"
All the warriors present, including Gu Qingyun, Gu Hai, and the head of the Du family, all had unprecedented expressions of surprise on their faces.
Handi looked ecstatic and shouted: "Boy, leave the demon sword and the special artistic conception. I can protect you from death today!"
"Old guy, it's a great blessing that you can leave alive today, but you still dare to ask for a sword?" When Lin Bai heard Han Di's words, a disdainful smile appeared on his face.
Suddenly, everyone could see that Lin Bai's figure suddenly disappeared from in front of them.
A purple sword light swept through the sky, with strong power, as if it had the power to kill gods!
Rumble——
The sky shook, and this sword light fell, mobilizing all the sword power in the world, like dense raindrops, leaving no room for Han Di and Zhao Shu to escape!
Han Di and Zhao Shu both spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, landing a hundred meters away, vomiting blood and looking horrified!
"What a terrifying sword..." Zhao Chu lay on the ground, trembling all over. He felt the suffocating power from Lin Bai's sword just now.
This is a swordsmanship that Zhao Chu never wants to experience in his life!
Han Di narrowed his eyes and looked back at Lin Bai. The demon sword shone slightly with purple light in Lin Bai's hand. It was so eerie, like a rare treasure that attracted everyone's attention!
"He Yue, why don't you take action yet?"
Handi looked at the black-robed man aside and shouted coldly.
Hearing Handi's voice, the man in black robe who stood motionless took off his cloak slightly, revealing the face of a ruthless young man. He looked at Lin Bai with cold eyes, without any emotion on his face.
Word!
He looked like a dead person, and his cold eyes were heart-stopping!
Lin Bai looked at this person curiously, and then realized that this person was exuding an aura of blood that was difficult to erase.
"The aura of blood is so strong, I guess this person is the kind of character who kills people like crazy." Lin Bai glanced at He Yue, his face always maintained a smile without any change!
The moment He Yue took off his cloak, a sharp sword appeared in his hand out of thin air. The sword light flashed, and the sword struck Lin Bai as if it was traveling through the void!
This sword contains an extremely sharp blast of wind.
Moreover, He Yue's artistic conception of gale is even much stronger than Wan Bai's!
Gu Jianyun asked: "Dad, what is the origin of He Yue? His power is actually stronger than Han Di?"
Gu Qingyun said coldly: "He is probably a dead soldier trained by the Feiyun Dynasty!"
"It seems that the prince of Feiyun Dynasty really respects Han Di. Otherwise, he would not send a dead soldier to Han Di's side to protect Han Di's safety."
Gu Qingyun said calmly: "Dongfang Bai, I guess it's going to be difficult. This dead warrior's cultivation is probably not that easy to deal with!"
Gu Jianyun asked curiously: "What kind of cultivation level does this dead warrior have?"
Gu Qingyun said: "Ninth level of Feitian realm!"
"What! The ninth level of the Flying Heaven Realm!" Gu Jianyun's face showed a look of horror. She couldn't help but look at Lin Bai worriedly. She knew very well that Lin Bai was only at the fifth level of the Flying Heaven Realm. If he wanted to defeat He Yue,
That is simply a foolish dream!
He Yue took action, without any hesitation, and struck directly in front of Lin Bai with a ruthless sword. In the sword's edge, the power of the gale force was fully unleashed. Every sword strike was extremely ruthless, as if he was about to kill Lin Bai.