Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

After saying that, he moved again, turning into a ray of light.

It was so fast that people could not catch his trajectory at all. He rushed into the sword light as if walking on flat ground, and seemed to have no interest in taking action.

And the endless sword light fell on Jiang Han.

Stupid thing, you are seeking your own death, no wonder this king is cruel and ruthless.

The yellow-robed monster laughed at this. No one had ever dared to despise him so much, and no one dared to take his sword so hard.

His hands danced faster and faster, and the sword light became denser and faster.

There was no color between heaven and earth, only the sword light that was like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky was flashing, and the violent magic power tore the void in all directions.

The whole hill seemed unable to bear this tremendous pressure and began to collapse and fall.

The birds and beasts in the distance were frightened and fled in all directions, and the ancient trees in the sky were shattered into pieces, and the flying streams shot back.

The clouds in the sky were invisible, the sun was dim, and it was dark. A fierce wind blew nearby.

Whoosh!

The roars were like the roars of the devil, and the sound pierced through the stone and split the soul.

Many wild beasts that did not have time to escape, in the sound, bled from all seven orifices in an instant, exploded, and not a drop of blood and flesh was left. After a fierce swing of the knife, Huang Pao was also tired, and his breath became a little disordered.

He himself did not know how many swings of the knife, but just kept swinging and slashing, pouring out the magic power in his body.

At this time, he found that he was actually a little tired, and his magic power was mostly consumed, and his breath became disordered.

Seeing the result he had caused, he panted and said: I never leave anyone alive under my knife, this kid must die.

After speaking, he put away the knife and stood, looking down.

In a moment, the knife light dissipated, the dark clouds returned to the ruins, and the dust and sand settled. In the midst of the devastation, Jiang Han stood proudly on the spot, the dust could not get close to him, the rocks avoided his body, and the hurricane stopped abruptly a few feet away from him.

He was still the same, with his hands behind his back, as if everything around him did not interest him at all.

It was just that his long hair was fluttering slightly, and his robes were dancing. Of course, he was completely unscathed.

Is this your attack? It’s too weak!

Jiang Han glanced at the yellow-robed monster and said indifferently.

The yellow-robed monster was already stunned when he saw Jiang Han like this. His breathing was as rapid as thunder, and his black pupils were almost popping out.

What kind of monster are you? This is impossible. No one can take my knife like this.

He was terrified and his soul was about to burst out.

It was too scary. Jiang Han did not make a move from beginning to end. He just rushed into the knife light and let it chop.

However, he did not hurt the other party at all.

Was he really too weak?

Or was the strength of the monster on the opposite side too terrifying?

No, he must have used some magic.

However, he forgot that he was an authentic fairy. What kind of magic did he not know?

But sometimes, when people encounter something they don’t know how to explain, they always make up their own excuses.

Humph, don’t use magic in front of me. Your magic will consume a lot of energy. I don’t believe you can use it all the time.

The yellow-robed monster snorted coldly, regaining his composure again, and at the same time becoming even more angry.

Really? I only need to reach out my hand, and you will be defeated!

Jiang Han was as calm as a pool of dead water, and there was no ripple in his tone of voice.

Just like eating and drinking water.

You fart, look at the knife!

The yellow-robed monster had never been as angry as today, and his brain was completely controlled by anger.

Now, he just wanted to kill the mad demon in front of him.

The knife in his hand moved again, and the knife light suppressed it again, but this time it was more violent, full of boundless murderous intent.

The evil spirit seemed to materialize, and the evil spirit covered the sky.

However, Jiang Han also moved, and he was still so calm and natural.

He shuttled through the knife light, as if he was taking a stroll.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand moved, extending two fingers.

The hand was slender and strong, flashing with a bright white light.

The next moment, the yellow-robed monster suddenly stopped. His arm, which was thicker than an ordinary man’s thigh, was actually trembling.

His ferocious face was full of horror, and sweat was pouring down his forehead. His yellowish face turned gray.

His eyes bulged out, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He trembled and said: Who are you? Are you still a human?

Jiang Han held a red knife between his two fingers. The blade of the knife flashed coldly, and the back of the knife was thick. It was more than ten feet long and weighed about two thousand pounds.

Jiang Han looked at the knife and did not answer the yellow-robed monster’s meaningless question.

He just asked lightly: What material is this knife made of?

The yellow-robed monster didn’t know why, and subconsciously answered: Purple Gold God Iron and Deep Sea Cold Iron.

There was a bit of arrogance in his tone.

Well, they are all rare weapons, hard enough, how does your body compare to them.

Jiang Han said slowly, still as calm as dead water.

The yellow-robed monster said: Flesh and blood bodies are naturally inferior.

However, after he finished speaking, Jiang Han’s two fingers moved again.

Crack!

There was a sound of metal breaking, and the machete had broken into two pieces.

At the sound, the yellow-robed monster was stunned, and then he felt an unprecedented huge force rushing towards him through the blade.

Without a chance to react, he felt like he was flying out like a paper pigeon.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood broke through the obstruction of his lips and spurted out directly.

It seemed like a water valve was opened, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out again.

The blood splashed into the void, and he no longer cared about these.

There was another pain in his back, accompanied by a roar, and he hit the boulder fiercely.

The green boulder was immediately smashed into pieces.

And he fell into the pile of rocks again without any effort.

After a long while, everything finally returned to tranquility.

He was lying on the ground, struggling to stand up, but found that he had no strength at all.

His whole body was like a pile of mud.

Jiang Han’s face remained unchanged, as if he had just killed a fly.

He walked towards the yellow-robed monster slowly. The two were several dozen feet apart, but he walked for half an incense stick.

No one knew why he did this. It seemed like he was wasting time, or buying time for the yellow-robed monster.

Of course, it also seemed like he was waiting for something.

Jiang Han was not in a hurry, but the yellow-robed monster was.

The slow footsteps sounded like a death warrant to him.

He had never been so scared as today. His heart was still beating like a drum.

It kept thumping. If it weren’t for the layer of flesh and bones, he estimated that his heart would have jumped out long ago.

Facing Jiang Han’s figure that kept approaching, the yellow-robed monster felt like years.

Finally, Jiang Han finally crossed this long journey and came in front of him.