Chapter 1781 Ten Great Ancestral Dragons! (1 more)
"Do you think you've got me?"
Xiao Juanyun roared, Han Su was strong, and if he paid a small price, he might not be able to escape successfully.
"Then let's give it a try?"
Han Su smiled coldly, and the strong murderous aura collided, and the air around him became as thick as water, making people suffocate.
Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps sounded, very regular, and the rhythm seemed to contain a unique charm, instantly breaking the suffocation.
"Someone else shows up!"
The faces of the Longjian Tianfu and Piaoxu Sect members changed drastically, while the people of the Duyue Tianguo showed a hint of joy.
No matter who it is, as long as someone else appears, it is possible to break the current situation, which is a good thing for Du Yue Tian Palace, but not necessarily a good thing for Piaoxu Sword Sect and Longjian Tianfu.
There were ten people in total who entered the Light Gate. Apart from seven of them, the remaining ones were Yi Ming from Tianchuan Sword Mansion, Luo Hanzhou from Northern Cold Region and Ling Feng from Eastern Ling Realm.
Leaving aside Yi Ming, Luo Hanzhou and Ling Feng still have a good relationship with Du Yue Tiangong.
The figure gradually came closer, and his appearance fell clearly into everyone's eyes.
"It's you!"
Murderous intent surged in Han Su's eyes, and he immediately laughed ferociously: "Okay, I came just in time, I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door yourself, so let's deal with it together with the One Moon Palace!"
Xiao Juanyun's strength was not taken seriously by him.
Especially in this wilderness ruins, where the sword element is suppressed, the main factor that determines victory or defeat is swordsmanship.
Here, he is the king!
The invincible king!
"Brother Ling!"
Xiao Juanyun jumped up and landed next to Ling Feng. He stood side by side with Ling Feng. He stared at Han Su on the opposite side very vigilantly and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ling, this Han Su is not easy to deal with. You and I will fight side by side."
Fight, maybe there is still a chance!"
"Hahaha, naive, so naive!"
Then Han Su laughed loudly, "Two ants together are still ants! Forget it, let me use the sword in my hand to crush your naive illusions! Jie Jie Jie"
A ferocious laugh came out, Han Su licked the edge of the sword with his tongue, and stared at Ling Feng and Ling Feng with his cold eyes, full of ferocity, as if staring at prey.
"No, Han Su may have another opportunity on the twelfth floor of the Sunset Ancient City, and his sword skills will become even more terrifying! Brother Ling, I'll stop him, you leave first!"
Xiao Juanyun frowned, he had involved Ling Feng in this matter, so naturally it was up to him to resist.
"Run? Let me see where you can run? Jie Jie Jie"
Han Su's movement was like lightning. In an instant, he flew in front of Ling Feng and stabbed out with a sword. The light of the sword was like a poisonous snake flying out of the darkness. He opened his mouth and protruded his fangs, biting Ling Feng's neck fiercely.
Before the sword light came, the sharp and gloomy murderous intent was terrifying.
When the sword light was three inches away from Ling Feng's neck, Han Su turned his wrist and the sword light changed instantly. It spread out like a splash of ink, covering all the surrounding space, making Ling Feng feel helpless and helpless.
The feeling of being able to escape, in the splash of sword light, also contained sharp streaks, like the fangs of a poisonous snake.
Ling Feng only felt that his neck was itchy and a little painful, as if it had been pierced.
He is indeed a master!
To be able to achieve this level of swordsmanship alone, it must be said that Han Su can be regarded as a genius.
Everyone who was a bystander, whether they were people from the Duyue Heavenly Palace, people from the Piaoxu Sword Sect, or even people from the Longjian Heavenly Palace, all felt that their necks were a bit cold, and it seemed that they would bleed five steps and die on the spot in the next moment.
Ling Feng stood on the spot, motionless, and just sneered: "Did I say I was going to run? Anyway, it will happen sooner or later, so it is better to solve it as soon as possible to save trouble!"
"Humph, boy, I think you have a fever and are confused!"
Han Su continued to sneer, and the void seemed to be torn apart by the sword's edge.
"die!"
The sword light filled the sky and shrouded Ling Feng's figure, like a turbulent and turbulent wave.
Ling Feng's figure was like a lone boat in the vast ocean. A big wave could hit him at any time, and he could be doomed.
"Brother Ling, be careful." Xiao Juanyun's expression changed drastically and he couldn't help but warn him.
"Does being careful help?"
The remaining disciple of Longjian Tianfu laughed and said: "Senior Brother Han's Hidden Ink Swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation. This kid is dead!"
Just as the Dragon Sword Tianfu disciple said, in the eyes of everyone, Ling Feng seemed to be unable to dodge, standing there blankly, as if waiting to be killed.
Perhaps, in just one breath, Ling Feng would be pierced through the neck by Han Su's sword light and killed on the spot!
As everyone knows, within this ruins, there is only one true king!
Eyes of Heaven, insight into copying!
Without sword essence, without Yuan Li, without the power of Qi and blood, all the remaining sword moves, boxing techniques, kick techniques, and body techniques, in Ling Feng's eyes, no matter what tricks you can practice, in Ling Feng's eyes
In his eyes, there are only flaws one by one.
It’s just a matter of having more or less flaws.
Want to deal with Ling Feng when you can only use martial arts?
Let alone Han Su, even if the gods came, they still couldn't do it!
Suddenly, everyone felt a blur of sword light flickering in front of their eyes, passing by like a dream. Han Su's splash-like sword light instantly dissipated, and the sword like a poisonous snake's fang hidden within the sword light also stayed in the distance.
An inch of Ling Feng's neck seemed to be exhausted and unable to make any further progress.
Han Su's eyes were wide open, almost bulging, full of disbelief, and his mouth was even wider, as if he wanted to shout something, but he couldn't even make a sound. He only saw a wound on his throat, which was gurgling.
of bleeding.
"Hmph, there are too many flaws! Are you trying to kill me now?"
From the beginning to the end, Ling Feng did not take a single step. He just stood there with his hands behind his hands. No one even saw how Ling Feng drew his sword.
The next moment, there was a "bang", and Han Su fell forward, blood flowing down, dyeing the ground around his neck red, and the smell of blood filled the air.
As strong as Han Su, he is actually dead!
He ended up like this mainly because he was too confident in himself.
There were actually very few flaws in his swordsmanship. Even Ling Feng only discovered them at the last moment.
It's a pity that he thought he would kill with one strike and completely gave up on defense. Only then did Ling Feng have the chance to kill with one strike.
"Han...Senior Brother Han?"
The remaining disciple of Longjian Tianfu suddenly turned pale with fright, his expression became extremely ugly, and his eyes almost fell off.
What happened? Han Su was crushing Ling Feng just now, and suddenly Han Su died?
How did he die?
"Dead...dead?" The two female disciples of Piaoxu Sword Sect looked blank.
"Ling...Brother Ling..."
Xiao Juanyun seemed to have turned into a wooden man, and the people in the One Moon Palace were also full of shock and sluggishness.
What they saw in front of them was completely beyond their expectations!
This scene seemed so sudden that everyone was unable to react for a moment, and their thoughts were still stuck on the moment when Han Su's sword light, which looked like splashing ink, was about to stab Ling Feng.