Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

This battle is the most tragic since the beginning of the Tianjiao hegemony.

Bang bang bang!

Yun Han's sword-moving sword style was constantly broken.

Accurately, under Cao Potian's boxing skills, Han couldn't stand up at all, and was constantly bombarded, sprayed, and dropped.

Crackling.

Yun Han was not disappointed.

The blood seemed to flow like a stream.

An exclamation sounded from the seats on all sides.

Many people can't wait to cover their eyes.

Unconsciously, many people's unfavorable feelings toward Han changed from scorn to sympathy, and from sympathy to admiration.

Because in such a battle that he knew he must lose, he had been injured so much. With just one sentence, he could end the pain and still preserve the glory of the swordsman, but Han chose to persist.

外形 This shape is not so good, and the strength is not strong. Even the juvenile sword skills are very ordinary, even if they are too serious to be able to climb, they still maintain a strong and unending fighting spirit.

His spirit was like a burning torch.

Many people feel ashamed.

"Moving mountains ..."

Su Han stood up slowly.

His bones were broken, I don't know how many.

There are even a few ribs that break directly and pierce the skin. The white stubble is startling.

He barely held the same mottled large sword, as if he was really moving a towering mountain, even if it was slow to move like an ant, but he finally lifted the sword little by little.

I moved the mountain swordsmanship.

Hold your hands up.

The flames burned in his eyes.

"please."

Han Han lived up to it.

Cao Caotian looked ruthless without seeing the slightest pity.

Because he knew that at this time, Lin Beichen must be in his locker room, watching the battle with his teeth gritted. At this time, he must be shocked and angry, but couldn't do anything.

Cao Potian has forgotten, the last time he was so deliberate, even when he was stained with mud, he had to calculate and deal with a person.

进入 Since he entered Baiyun City and received the favor of Bai Haiqin, he has been too long. He has not experienced failure, and he has not experienced the overwhelming taste.

But Lin Beichen's prodigal son, like a nightmare, appeared in his smooth life, starting from the test of the sword, he constantly challenged his bottom line.

Pity.

The plan of Huangbei Barren Mountain failed to kill the debris.

He not only failed to kill, but made him stronger.

The sense of urgency and pressure to be constantly chased by others, such as a small burr of burr hair piercing his heart, made him crazy.

Therefore, before the team match, we must give this prodigal the biggest stimulation, it is best to make Lin Beichen's mentality unbalanced, in anger, and lose his reason, so that he can be defeated in the team's flag battle.

For him, Han Han's livelihood is nothing but homeopathy.

Even at this time, he clearly felt that the emotional nature of the audience of more than 6,000 in the audience has begun to lean towards Han, and he has some resistance to him, Cao Potian still does not care.

A small town in a backcountry.

He didn't put it in his eyes at all.

"Don't give up yet?"

Cao Potian slowly walked to Han live three meters away.

He looked down at the blood on the ground condensed into blood, reflecting the figure like a mirror, and smiled slightly, saying, "You have reached such a limit, and at this time, even if you admit defeat, Lin Beichen is not. What reason to blame you. "

Ye Han wasn't disappointed that he didn't even have the strength to speak at this time.

His legs are shaking, his body is shaking, his arms are cramping. This is because of blood loss and exhaustion, not fear.

It was hard to believe what kind of power it was, which kept him from falling.

But he can still stand.

I can also raise a sword.

I also want to fight.

Sao Caotian's face was full of ridicule: "Trapped beasts fight, not glory, but the stigma of dying, even if you are stubborn, I will not have the slightest retention ...

He said, he punched out slowly.

The golden mysterious qi was suspended and condensed on the fist, forming a golden fist print.

This punch is slow.

But the power it contains is even greater.

Cao Potian's eyes had a cruel smile.

He is catching Han's face, even if there is a hint of fear in his face.

However, what he saw was the indescribable firmness of words in those burning eyes.

And for a moment, there was no sign of sudden burst out like the bright sun.

"I'm not testing your strength for Lin."

Ye Han was upset and suddenly broke out.

His roar sounded like volcanic magma spewing from his throat: "You won't know, you won't understand, you are not Lin's opponent at all, he never puts your eyes on you, but you It's been ridiculously self-motivated ... "

His speed of speech has never been faster.

His voice has never been so hot.

He roared: "I fight for myself, for the name of Han Shou's swordsman ... Remember my name, my name is Han Wushou, I am the Empire Tianjiao, and I ... choose to go forward forever!"

Suddenly his whole body suddenly burst out with an unparalleled earth-based mysterious flame.

The whole person is shrouded in this gorgeous light.

"Shaking Shan Yi, shaking me hard, my name is ... Han-no-negative!"

He yelled, the sword worked, and a giant shield of two meters in diameter was suddenly formed in front of him, as if it was a basalt armor, the texture was clear, the texture was clear, the thickness was as thick as a mountain, and the calmness was like a mountain.

"It's a killing trick!"

启 Liu Qihai suddenly stood up and lost his voice: "This is the killing skill of moving the mountain swordsmanship ... By the way, he actually gave birth to the killing of this two-star swordsmanship, which triggered the evolution!"

Yun Han is not dissatisfied with the practice of moving mountains and swordsmanship. It shouldn't be this far.

At this moment, Chu Chen, Bai Jiyun, Yue Hongxiang, and others all numb all over, like the electricity, the goose bumps all over.

In the roar of Han's disappointment, the audience in the audience did not know when and stood up silently, staring at the ring.

Boom!

At this time, Cao Potian's slow fist, at this instant, finally bombarded the orange shield.

轰轰 轰轰!

The power of terror erupted heavily like a torrent.

The airflow visible to the naked eye surged in the center of the battle between the two, forming a violent atmosphere vortex, spinning wildly in the golden and orange mysterious tadpoles.

Take a figure, fly backwards out of the whirlpool of wind, and fall to the ground.

I'm not Han.

I was Cao Potian.

Proud blond teenager, shocked and surprised at this time.

难以 He couldn't believe that his fist punch was held up by Han's undefeated defensive sword, and he flew out.

Wu Mingming was a sleepy beast almost dying.

Why can such a power erupt?

Cao Potian couldn't understand.

惊 In the auditorium around him, an exclamation sounded instantly and irresistibly.

The swirling cloud whirlpool dissipated gradually.

Han Han's uncompromising figure stood still.

He held up his big sword, like an insurmountable statue of War God, giving a sense of absolute security that he could trust and rely on.

"I will kill you……"

Cao broke into a roar of exasperation.

He rushed to Han quickly.

And just then--

Click!

The sound of shattered metal sounded.

A broken sword fell on the already broken sword.

As if the first domino was overthrown, the huge residual sword immediately broke down completely, turning into countless pieces the size of a finger, and bursting toward all sides, like flying metal butterflies ...

Xu looked at Cao Potian, who was rushing in a hurry, and Han lived up to his old-fashioned face, suddenly showing a sly smile.

"I lost."

The words fell.

He fell on his back, and blood was pouring from his wounds.

Suddenly, at this time, the figure of the magistrate of the Education Department also rushed into the court and appeared next to Han's life, supporting him.

"The battle is over."

The referee shouted.

Cao Caotian's body stopped abruptly.

He forcibly retracted the punch, and his body trembled violently.

Because of anger.

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Thanks to the super marshals for pushing hard, looking up to heaven from hell, and the bookmate 58345719 three big monthly tickets and rewards.

Han lives up to this person. It played a very important role in the transformation of the protagonist's spiritual world in the late period, so I focused on writing some. In addition, you wo n’t really feel that Ye Weiyang and the wee morning are the protagonist. Are you jealous?