Chapter 939 Rescue soldiers invited by the Zhuge family?
The burst of air generated between the palm and the helmet was like surging magma, hot and violent.
But Zhuge Longming, the ninth-level martial saint, launched an attack that was sure to win, but it was unexpectedly blocked.
"This...how is it possible!"
In the distance, Lu Qingfeng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
A ninth-level martial saint is a god-like existence.
Against other warriors, he is definitely at a crushing level.
Even though Han Yang had killed more than ten seventh-level martial saints in a row during this period, he only managed to do so after using various calculations and various means.
Even after killing them, Han Yang had to retreat for treatment due to the considerable sequelae caused by the forbidden technique.
In the eyes of Lu Qingfeng and others, although Han Yang was strong, he was only at the peak level of a seventh-level martial saint.
If he really had eighth-level combat power, it wouldn't be so hard to kill a seventh-level martial saint.
But now, Han Yang actually blocked the attack of the ninth-level Martial Saint with dignity?
Even if this ninth-level martial saint is weak and may just strike casually, the ninth level is the ninth level. If you block it... you will block it.
As for Ling Feibai on the side, his palms were almost bleeding.
It was only then that she clearly realized what she had lost.
Luan Yiming could not hide the look of shock in his eyes.
"He actually used a battle formation to fuse the aura of thousands of Martial Saints with his own! It looks like he is fighting alone, but in fact he is fighting with the fusion of the power of thousands of Martial Saints. Incredible, miraculous skills, simply
Incredible!”
As a seventh-level master, Luan Yiming is far more sensitive than Lu Qingfeng and others.
After seeing the unparalleled battle formation controlled by Han Yang, he immediately realized that after today, the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent, or the distribution of forces in the entire Blue Sky Realm, would change.
In the past, when a ninth-level Martial Saint appeared, no matter how many enemies there were, whether there were sixth-level Martial Saints or fifth-level Martial Saints, they were all destined to be swept away.
But now, as long as there are enough Martial Saints, low-level Martial Saints can also defeat high-level Martial Saints.
Chen Yu, the God of War Sect, will definitely become famous all over the world because of this battle formation!
This guy is really powerful, no wonder... he dares to pretend to be a hidden sect?
There was a sneer on Luan Yiming's lips.
He became more and more interested in this battle.
…
"oh?"
Zhuge Longming looked at his palms and then at the blood armor on Han Yang's body, his eyes also full of surprise.
The other party actually blocked his attack.
Before he could take action again, a roar sounded.
"The Zhuge family is still so despicable and shameless!"
boom!
Several chains were shot towards Zhuge Longming like spears.
His Black Mountain Lock was easily cracked, which made the Black Mountain Prison Master furious. In this attack, he applied the law to the extreme.
Within a few hundred miles around Wanhun Mountain, the space was obviously shaken.
Everyone seemed to be carrying a huge mountain on their backs, their backs bent.
Someone exhaled a breath, but even this breath was blocked in his mouth and could not spread for a long time.
Time and space seemed to be frozen by the chains of the Black Mountain Prison Lord.
Everyone seemed to be stuck in a swamp, unable to move.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Zhuge Longming was so suppressed that he coughed violently, and the look in his eyes began to dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Black Mountain Prisoner's attack was filled with determination to kill.
but……
Although Zhuge Longming was forced so cruelly, there was an inexplicable smile on his face.
This kind of smile made the Black Mountain Prison Master very unhappy.
Laugh at your sister.
I'll kill you bastard!
clang!
clang!
clang……
Just when the chain was about to penetrate Zhuge Longming, suddenly, a black sword appeared out of thin air, as if it was not affected by the Black Mountain Prison Lord's magical power, and blocked the Black Mountain Prison Lord's chain with a flash.
Bang!
The Black Mountain Prison Master was shocked and retreated seven to eight feet, and then looked at the figure in the void wearing a cloak and a facial mask with shock, and his true face could not be seen.
Ninth level martial saint?!
This mysterious man who suddenly appeared turned out to be a ninth-level martial saint.
What's going on?!
There are only three ninth-level martial saints in the Lianxin family. Did that old ghost Zhuge Yangming give up on the Holy Relics battlefield and return to the Blue Sky Realm?
wrong!
Not that old ghost Zhuge Yangming.
For some reason, the Black Mountain Prison Master always felt that the opponent appearing in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling.
He forced the Black Mountain Prisoner back with one sword, but the mysterious man said nothing. The black sword fell to the ground like a meteor and continued to attack the Black Mountain Prison Lord.
There was a deep exclamation around Wanhun Mountain.
The third ninth-level Martial Saint.
Reinforcements invited by the Lianxin family?
In today's battle, a third ninth-level martial saint appeared on the side of the Lianxin family.
The appearance of this ninth-level martial saint will completely change the situation.
…
Dozens of miles away.
The third master of the Qingyu Temple looked surprised: "This mysterious guy, using martial arts, is obviously not the old ghost Yangming... Strange, where did the Lianxin family find the third ninth-level martial saint? Could it be?
...People from the Demonic Realm?”
The Demonic Realm is also one of the demonic realms.
Recognize money but not people!
If the Lianxin Family pays a high enough price, they can indeed invite experts from the Demonic Domain to fight for them.
The second hall master shook his head and disagreed with the third hall master's judgment.
He stared at the mysterious man who was fighting the Black Mountain Prisoner, and after pondering for a long time, he murmured: "Is it an illusion? Why do I always feel that the mysterious man is very familiar with the Black Mountain Prison Master... He almost perfectly restrained the Black Mountain Prison Master
The Nine Principles."
The Black Mountain Prison Master is in charge of nine chains, representing nine completely different laws.
Three of them are attacks, and six are blockades.
Not to mention the seriously injured Zhuge Longming, even if he faced the Black Mountain Prisoner, he might not be able to win.
But that mysterious man seemed to be at ease.
"Very familiar?"
The third palace master frowned and looked over.
He was also a ninth-level Martial Saint, and he quickly saw the clues.
Just as the Second Hall Master said, the mysterious man seemed to know the attack methods of the Black Mountain Prison Master very well and was able to neutralize them every time.
This is so abnormal.
Even those who are most familiar with their opponents cannot achieve this level of restraint.
The current state of the two of them is as if... the Lianxin Family has found a natural enemy who is specially designed to deal with the Black Mountain Prison Lord.
Before the Third Hall Master could continue his observation, the Second Hall Master suddenly exclaimed in his ears: "Look, that Chen Yu..."
His heart froze and he quickly raised his head...
…
Zheng!
The sound of swords sounded.
The whole body is burning with black blood and fire, like Han Yang, the blazing war god, with a general star above his head and swinging his sword forward.
The formless gods and Buddhas were killed, and the green dragon was broken.
The Four Symbols Cursed Seal Sword, polished by Han Yang for five generations, is a top-notch martial skill specially designed for the God of War and the battlefield.
At this time, Han Yang, who transformed into the god of war, controlled the stars, and commanded thousands of martial saints, naturally chose this set of martial arts.
Amidst the sound of the sword, the death curse seal formed by Han Yang's previous killing of ten seventh-level martial saints was released at this moment.
Zheng!
The sound of the sword is like the roar of a dragon.
A sleeve of blue dragon.
The azure dragon bared its teeth and claws, its scales stained with a blood-black layer, and roared towards Zhuge Longming.
Han Yang actually wanted to challenge the ninth-level Martial Saint on his own!
"Cough cough cough..."
Before the blade even arrived, the terrifying aura was so overwhelming that Zhuge Longming couldn't breathe.
He had an illusion that "Chen Yu" didn't seem to be fighting alone at this time.
In the "Chen Yu" sword, he saw at least ten seventh-level martial saints of various shapes, and even saw thousands of low- and middle-level martial saints who were united.
Han Yang is the general and Wu Sheng is the soldier.
There was clearly only one person in front of him, but it seemed like thousands of troops were coming to kill him.
puff.
Zhuge Longming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with cold light.
Can't hide it anymore.
He realized that he could no longer hide himself. If that was the case, then...
Just when Zhuge Longming was about to take action forcefully, a cold and sinister voice sounded in his ears.