Chapter 1883 Immortal monks, cultivating immortals and not physique!
"Array!"
"stop!"
Almost as soon as Han Yang's sword sounded, the demigods roared and launched a counterattack.
Chen Jingxian's dissuasive voice echoed through the void together with the roars of those people.
The demigod of Fengxian Mountain, perhaps because he has lived in the sect for a long time, has no idea how terrifying Han Yang is.
But Chen Jingxian knew very well what kind of existence Han Yang was.
Even if everyone forms a formation, they will not be Han Yang's opponent.
Unfortunately, his dissuasion was still too late.
Han Yang used the sound of his sword to suppress the formation.
When those demigods formed a formation and tried to fight back, the only result was to attract a backlash from their sword intent.
Buzz!
Han Yang didn't even make a move, just the automatic counterattack of the sword's intention made most of the demigods feel tight in their chests.
Before they could understand what was happening, they noticed an incomparable force bursting out from the Buddha-Slaying Sword.
It seemed to explode in their souls.
Boom!
The formation of demigods flew out in confusion.
There was spitting blood and scattered limbs and broken arms everywhere.
These smug and ambitious demigods of Fengxian Mountain were seriously injured after just triggering the backlash of Han Yang's sword intent.
This huge change made Chen Jingxian even more murderous in his anger.
In his opinion, Han Yang's move was clearly to bully the small.
"Zongheng!"
As he roared, the fairy sword in his hand began to shine.
Wisps of white aura shot out from the fairy weapon, turning into flying swords and shooting towards Han Yang.
Every sword energy contains very special energy.
This power seems to be able to swallow the void, tear apart everything, and be indestructible.
"Well done!"
Han Yang took a step forward and the Buddha-killing knife in his hand trembled.
He really wanted to see how powerful the other party's so-called fairy sword was.
The Four Elephants Curse Seal Knife, White Tiger Kills!
Amidst the roar of the white tiger, a ray of sword light struck at the sword energy.
Bang!
The sword light collided with the sword energy, and part of it was torn apart and swallowed.
And the sword energy became extra powerful after swallowing the sword light.
Boom.
The next moment, the hundreds of sword lights fired by the White Tiger were all swallowed up by the sword energy.
The destructive power of the sword energy more than doubled.
"It's interesting..."
After realizing the effectiveness of the so-called fairy sword, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Yang's mouth.
Want to strengthen yourself by swallowing sword light?
Then let you swallow enough.
Zheng!
The sound of swords roared again.
It’s still... White Tiger Kill!
Ouch!
Ouch!
Ouch!
The white tiger lights and shadows rushed out one after another, but were eventually swallowed up by the sword energy.
Three ways!
Five ways!
Seven ways!
When the ninth white tiger killing sword light was swallowed up by the sword energy, a crisp voice spread.
The sound, which sounded like bones breaking, came from Chen Jingxian's arm.
The hand holding the sword was trembling, and he could no longer control the sword in his hand.
His face turned purple.
My whole body was also trembling.
Above the body surface, there is white mist rising continuously.
At this time, the power contained in the sword energy has obviously exceeded the limit that Chen Jingxian can control.
It brought tremendous pressure to him.
Even the majestic sword energy buzzed as Chen Jingxian trembled.
In the end, Chen Jingxian could no longer control the massive sword energy.
Boom!
All the sword lights exploded.
Before the sword energy exploded, Han Yang's figure swayed and he had already avoided it in advance.
Suddenly a huge amount of strength was lifted off, just like a huge mountain was suddenly lifted off his body, causing Chen Jingxian's whole body to suddenly relax, and his steps staggered a little.
But at this moment, another sword light appeared out of thin air in front of him.
It’s Han Yang!
When strong men fight, victory or defeat is only a matter of millimeters.
Chen Jingxian suddenly lost control, and the consequences can be imagined.
He could only watch the sword light falling towards his neck, but he had no way to dodge it.
At this moment, all the power in his body was still out of control.
Chen Jingxian's eyes were about to burst, and for the first time he felt the fear of death.
clang!
Just at the critical moment.
A red flying sword was placed in front of Chen Jingxian, blocking the blow of Han Yang's Buddha-killing knife for him.
However, the energy exploded by the collision between the flying sword and the Buddha-killing knife still pushed the latter away unstoppably.
On the surface of Chen Jingxian's body, there were streaks of white aura that struggled to withstand the shock wave, causing all the bones in his body to crackle.
He looked at Han Yang warily, fearing that Han Yang would take advantage of the victory and pursue him.
However, after being stopped by the red flying sword, Han Yang did not continue to take action. Instead, he stood there and looked at the two people with a half-smile.
Han Yang slowly spoke after Chen Jingxian staggered back seven or eight steps and finally eliminated the explosive shock wave.
"The method of swallowing the enemy's attacks is indeed a good method... Unfortunately, you are too weak and cannot control the power of the strong..."
The sword energy released from Chen Jingxian's fairy sword is a bit strange.
Perhaps some ordinary demigods would be overwhelmed and helpless when encountering his methods, and would eventually be taken advantage of by him.
Unfortunately, I met Han Yang.
Han Yang struck out nine swords in succession with lightning speed, but the amount released was only 1% of the total amount, leaving Chen Jingxian unable to control it.
There is not even room for passing on the outbreak.
There is an obvious gap in strength between the two.
Moreover, through this confrontation, Han Yang also discovered the fatal weakness of another immortal monk.
They practice the law but not their moral character!
The magical powers are weirder and more powerful than those of ordinary warriors, but the physical body is very weak.
Just the aftermath of the attack was too much for them to bear.
This kind of situation is impossible to happen among warriors of the same level.
In other words, the so-called immortal monks are even more paranoid than the ancient people.
Their attacks are powerful and their spells are unparalleled, but their bodies are extremely weak.
Once you lose your asylum, you will die with just one poke!
Chen Jingxian did not refute Han Yang's admonishment.
He had a deep understanding of Han Yang's terror in previous battles.
Since his debut, he has used the magic of devouring the fairy sword in his hand to face the enemy, and he has always been able to defeat the enemy.
Even the halo of the divine descendants and the magical powers of the ancient tribes cannot stop the power of his fairy sword.
But today, Han Yang seemed to be an unmoving god.
No matter how much he devours it, he can't touch Han Yang's roots.
In fact, because he had swallowed up a little bit of Han Yang's power, he was unable to control it and his body almost collapsed.
This person is so terrible.
Compared with Han Yang, the other demigods of Perfection are like toddlers.
At this moment, Chen Jingxian did not dare to talk nonsense anymore and stood silently behind Lu Yingxian.
"You are really strong..."
After the red flying sword rotated in a circle, it also returned to Lu Yingxian, circling and flying around her body, making a low whimpering and humming sound, seeming to express its grievances.
Lu Yingxian's fingers gently touched the red flying sword to express comfort.
Her beautiful eyes turned, her eyes fell on Han Yang, and she said lightly: "But, after all, you are just a warrior."
In his words, the condescending pride was barely concealed.
Han Yang couldn't help but smile.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s an ancient tribe or Fengxian Mountain.
As long as these people have mastered a little bit of unique power, they think they are invincible and are so proud that they are arrogant.
Simply, extremely ridiculous.
The heavens and worlds are vast, and there are countless magical powers.
There is no invincible ability, only invincible people!
It is such a stupid concept to despise and despise enemies because they have different cultivation methods.
Originally, Han Yang was a little curious about Fengxian Mountain, which could cut off the divine path.
Now it seems that they are just a bunch of idiots who were lucky enough to have certain abilities.
Zheng!
The sound of swords sounded.
Four Symbols Cursed Seal Knife, Blue Dragon Breaks!
He wants to use his sword to make Fengxianshan understand that immortal monks are nothing!