Chapter seven hundred and eighty ninth one punch back
The palm of the Ghost Sword came so fast and was so powerful that Huangge's disciples had no time to work together to resist.
Si Yuan's cultivation level is only at the third level of the Wild Martial Realm, so he is no match for the Ghost Sword.
Luo Weiyuan was only at the fifth level of the Desolate Martial Realm, so he was far away from the Ghost Sword. If he had not used the Little Ghost Face to resist the five big ghosts, he might still have the strength to block the Ghost Sword's palm, but now it was impossible.
"No……"
The Huangge disciples all panicked and fled in all directions. If this palm had landed among the crowd, at least three thousand Huangge disciples would have died.
Just as everyone was running away frantically, there was a sudden bang!
Before the huge palm print fell, it suddenly exploded in the air.
"Who!" Gui Jian was shocked, "Who is it?"
In the darkness, a burst of neat and powerful steps suddenly sounded in the west, and a huge army broke into everyone's sight. The number of people was densely packed. A rough estimate was that the number of people in this army was about 100,000.
At the front of the team, a man in a yellow robe slowly flew over. Behind him were a group of wild warriors with fierce fighting spirit. They were all like wolves and tigers, and their auras were powerful and boundless.
The Ghost Sect army suddenly became restless. With so many masters arriving at once, they immediately fell into panic.
"Who are they?"
"Are these guys friends or foes?"
"Could it be Huangge's reinforcements? If that's the case, that would be terrible. Look, each of the dozens of people at the head exudes the aura of the Huangwu Realm, and they are almost close to a hundred people. Young Master
This time we did not send too many experts from the Wild Martial Realm. If there is a head-on conflict, even though we have one hundred thousand troops, we will definitely not be their opponents."
"Yes, the top-level combat power of the Desolate Martial Realm is the key to determining the outcome of a war. Although our Ghost Sect has an army of 100,000, the top-level combat power of the Desolate Martial Realm is basically not nearby."
"Don't make blind guesses, where did Huangge come from so many wild warriors? Ten years ago, there were only a few wild warriors in Huangge. You can count them on one hand." A senior person from Tianshuang Sect knew Huangge quite well.
, said, "It's only been a few years since I last saw them and there are so many wild warriors? Do you think that the wild warriors are just cabbage? Any kind of them can grow?"
No matter what, the appearance of Li Hanxue and others brought a huge impact to the ghost army, making them wary and not daring to act recklessly.
The moment Luo Weiyuan saw Li Hanxue and Su Xun, he first showed excitement, and then the excitement gradually turned into an extremely complicated expression.
Li Hanxue left the team and flew slowly towards Luo Weiyuan alone.
Seeing Li Hanxue coming alone, Gui Jian sneered: "You must have been the one who broke my palm just now, right? Young people are really courageous."
Li Hanxue ignored the ghost sword and landed directly towards where Luo Weiyuan and the others were.
Except for Si Yuan, none of the more than 20,000 Huangge disciples under Luo Weiyuan knew Li Hanxue.
"Who is this young man?" Huangge disciples asked one after another.
"He is Li Hanxue." At this point, he has already said that he will surrender to Li Hanxue, and he can no longer go back on his words. "From now on, Huangge will have only one master, and his surname is Li."
The more than 20,000 Huangge disciples all had complicated expressions after hearing Luo Weiyuan's words.
When Li Hanxue was about to land, she suddenly felt a cold wind whistling from behind.
"Boy, take the move!"
Ghost Sword pulled out a ghost-headed sword from his waist, and a broad stream of blood light like a waterfall hit the back of Li Hanxue's head.
Li Hanxue didn't even look, let alone look back, and still walked slowly towards Luo Weiyuan.
The bloody light collapsed suddenly before it even got three feet closer to Li Hanxue.
To outsiders, this scene was quite strange and horrifying, especially the disciples of the Ghost Sect. The bloody light was like a sudden explosion. They couldn't understand what Li Hanxue had done.
"What's going on!" Gui Jian was also very surprised. He didn't understand how Li Hanxue took action, and his own move was inexplicably resolved.
Gui Jian was unwilling to do anything and wanted to take action again, but Gui Lang stopped him: "Gui Jian, don't do anything with this person. This guy is not simple."
"I want to test his abilities!"
The ghost sword held the ghost head sword and stabbed Li Hanxue in the chest quickly.
"Die!"
This sword is extremely fast, falling directly like a red meteorite in the dark night. Its power is even more amazing. It condenses all the power of the ghost sword. This sword is enough to threaten any seventh-level wild warrior.
Li Hanxue frowned, and quickly [31 Novel Network | Updates soon] turned around and faced a punch. No matter how sharp the sword was, his fist moved forward without fear of any wild soldiers, and he punched out directly.
when!
The fist struck the sword blade, and the ghost sword seemed to see a yellow sea rushing towards him, drowning him in an instant. He was like a drowning land duck, and the extremely sharp ghost head sword in his hand had no effect.
He was lost in the vast sea, and his head was roaring. When he came back to his senses, he had already flown hundreds of feet diagonally towards the sky, with a fist mark on his chest, and his
His heart was almost exploded, and there was only one hilt left of the Ghost Head Sword in his hand, and the sword fragments were scattered in the sky.
The Huangge disciples were all stunned when they saw Li Hanxue defeat the Ghost Sword with one punch.
You must know that the Ghost Sword is a sixth-level desolate warrior, with overwhelming power. Just now he struck down with a palm, and no one of the twenty thousand people in the desolate pavilion dared to take his move, and they all chose to avoid it at the first opportunity.
However, as soon as Li Hanxue took action, he knocked away such a powerful ghost sword with just one punch. This kind of fighting power was something they had never seen or heard of before.
Some of the older generation of Huangge disciples were fortunate enough to participate in several of Huangge's foreign wars hundreds of years ago, and they also saw this invincible aura in Ji Xiangtian.
"Our new Pavilion Master is actually so powerful! I'm afraid this kind of fighting power can't be compared to high-level Huang warriors. It's amazing, it's really powerful!" Some Huang Pavilion disciples couldn't help but sigh.
They are not wild warriors, and they do not understand the true horror of Li Hanxue.
The most shocking people present were Luo Weiyuan and Si Yuan.
Luo Weiyuan was trembling all over, and Li Hanxue felt like his soul was trembling just by standing in front of him. This feeling reminded him of the ghost-faced old man.
"Two months ago, his strength was equal to mine. If he really got serious, he would be even weaker than me. But what's going on now! The guy who was beaten away has the sixth level of the Wild Martial Realm.
He was actually punched by Li Hanxue and was unable to fight back!" Luo Weiyuan really couldn't understand why Li Hanxue had improved so quickly, and what was even more unacceptable to him was that Li Hanxue was still only a fourth-level wild warrior.