Warlord of Chaos

Chapter VIII Fighting

The red light in the eyes of Alquette is suddenly dark, and the flowing air has a heavy taste at the same time. With the shape of Alquette turned into a looming afterimage, it instantly passes through a distance of several tens of meters. The claws are moving and catching the throat of Hanjin.

It is said that the old is not a bone, but the blood is a special kind of life. Every vampire is a natural warrior. Although Alquite has been crouching for many years, his explosive power, speed, etc., have no signs of deterioration.

Han Jin did not move, as if he could not see this powerful attack, but the air suddenly ignited a white flame, and it was in front of his throat.

Seeing that Alquette’s fingertips were going through the white flames of the group, he suddenly changed his mind, recovered his right paw, and his left paws slid out and slammed into Hanjin’s heart.

Another burst of white flaming flame appeared, blocking Han Jin's chest. Alquette's body shape slid to the side like a flowing stream of water, and the right claw turned over and stabbed Han Jin's back neck.

Han Jin deliberately angered Alquitt, just to induce Alquite to launch a desperate attack, and the three flavors he released were hard. Now it seems that Alquite is not so easy to be fooled. Han Jin is slightly disappointed. But he didn't have time to think about it, and released three real fires to block Alquite's offense.

Alquette’s mouth suddenly showed a sneer, his fingertips flicking, and the three-flavored real fire was playing on the group. The three-flavored real fire seemed to be hit by something, flying backwards and hitting the back of Hanjin’s back. On, it turned into a blast of fire.

The three-flavored real fire was manipulated by the gods. Even though the momentum of the explosion was amazing, it would not cause harm to Han Jin himself, but Alquette’s fingertips suddenly accelerated and he was close to Han Jin’s neck.

Han Jin was shocked and not chaotic. He was protected by God's spelling. His reaction speed was also very fast. He flashed to the side and then sank to the ground.

The next moment, Han Jin appeared in a few tens of meters away. He touched his back neck with his hand, and when he retracted his hand, his hand was covered with red blood, but his look was still calm, like The injured person is not him: "I have heard that Guevara has some super-powerful people who can turn their mental power into essence. You are one of them."

"Lord Rafael, if your weapon is just such a poor little flame, I think, we can end." Alquette smirked and walked toward Hanjin step by step.

"End? It's still early." Han Jin suddenly gave a clear scream, and a Qingmang electric shot came out and turned into a giant sword with a length of more than ten meters. Then he swayed and straightened to Alquette. Welcomed.

If a martial artist sees Hanjin’s swords here, he might laugh at the big teeth, but first he must be able to see it clearly!

Han Jin has nothing to do with swordsmanship. Although he has experienced Guevara's guidance, it is far from making up for the huge gap. His sword has only one advantage: fast!

In order to refer to Yu Jian, his fingertips sway gently, and the giant sword will traverse a few tens of meters of space. Each sword sweeps out, which can turn him into a world of flying sand and stone. Jianguang is forced to exceed the limit. Break through the air barriers and bring a deafening sound of wind and thunder.

The Minotaurs in the distance can't see Han Jin's figure anymore. What they can see is just another wave of swords, endless, one is more fierce than one, and even more dazzling, even giving them a kind of world that will be swallowed up. The illusion.

Alquette's footsteps suddenly stagnated, and then quickly retreated. Han Jian's sword was too fast, and his eyesight could not capture the direction. He could only choose to avoid his edge.

Han Jin continued to sprint forward, and Alquette kept going backwards. In the blink of an eye, Alquite had already withdrawn from the hundreds of meters. I don’t know when his cheeks, which had been pale for a long time, have become blood red. Being forced back by a human being is an unbearable humiliation for him. Alquet’s right paw is clenched into a fist, slowly retracting, and has been shrunk until he can no longer shrink. Condensed, then slammed forward, condensed into a substantial spiritual force like a huge iron cone, deeply embedded in the sword light.

If Han Jian’s release of Jianguang is an inexhaustible wave, then Alquette’s boxing is a reef that is not moving. This is purely a confrontation of power!

The sound of the bang banged, the swords of the sky disappeared, the sharp green awns returned to their original shape, and they swung like a weak straw to the sky, and Alquette also retired several steps.

Han Jin’s look is still very calm, as if he had already expected this scene, his left hand was quickly rubbing his handprints, and his mouth was also singing a spell: “If you want, you are scared...”

Alquite took a long breath and immediately swept forward. Lightning generally forced Hanjin. With his strength, he still needs some time to recover. He does not believe that the other side can recover faster.

Han Jin's left wrist turned over, and a silky wire that appeared in the light appeared out of nowhere, and swam quickly, like a snake to Alquott.

Alquette's tricks were re-applied, and the fingertips flicked, and the essence of the spirit touched the silk thread. Who knows that the silk thread is not affected, slightly twisted, and then entangled in Alquette's body, Al Quetta screamed and grabbed the thread with his backhand. He immediately stopped, and he could see the thread, but he couldn’t feel what he had caught. In a blooming light, that The thread was wrapped around Alquette and began to tighten inward.

Han Jin’s figure was on display, and a white-colored fire group appeared in his palm. He played Alquent like a bullet.

In this dangerous situation of life and death, Alquite suddenly calmed down, and a spiritual force that could not be detected by the naked eye was centered on his body and released outward.

Boom...Booming... A series of explosions sounded, and there was a layer of physical barriers that were completely composed of mental power around Alquette’s body. Although the three flavors were sharp, they could not damage the Alquitt through the mental barrier. .

Han Jin saw that the three-flavored real fire did not work, and the speed of the figure was a little faster. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of Arquette and punched Alquite's cheek.

It’s just that his fist is the same as the three-flavored real fire. He is bounced off by a very flexible thing, but Han Jin did not give up, and he struggled to swing his fists, such as a storm, and the rotating Qing Mang was also in Korea. Under the control of the mind, I quickly approached here.

Alquette's figure suddenly shot like a cannonball in the air. In the squeaking sound of the sharp, piercing and screaming of the entire plain, the wire tied to Arquette was actually stretched out, but it was still unstable. The silk thread is sometimes tightened and sometimes inflated. Obviously, the mana on the ropes is finally countered by the mental power of Arquette.

Alquette's figure has been shrouded in a dazzling array of Huaguang. At this moment, he does not have any taste of the abyss, but is like a **** on earth!

impossible! Han Jin’s heart was shocked, but now it’s not a time to think about it. He immediately swayed the law and appeared next to Arquette, throwing his fists at Al Quart’s heart.

Another fierce scream, Alquette's figure turned into a silver bat, shot out with lightning, and the bundle of fairy ropes that were tightened instantly caught an empty, and immediately turned into an unremarkable thread.

Han Jin made a roar, inciting the law, and then chased up with a white light, hitting Alquette. The real fighters will never give up their beliefs until the last breath, not to mention that Han Jin is very clear, when the blood family releases the deformation, it is their most vulnerable time!

The approaching Qingmang swayed into the wind and turned into a giant sword of more than 20 meters long, wrapped in the power of Wan Hao but silently squatting.

Sure enough, Arquette, who was shrouded in a net light spell, made a painful scream, not only pain, but he couldn’t see anything at this moment, and he couldn’t hear anything, and the sword was already there. Silver bat on the head.

The blood spurts, the silver bat falls to the ground and falls to the ground, and the heavy squatting on the ground, but Alquette has restored the prototype, but the injury remains, and a blood sheds from his forehead. The cheeks and the nose drip down, which is very miserable, at least much worse than Han Jin.

"It's been a long time... No one has made me so embarrassed for a long time..." Alquette whispered, and he quietly watched the dripping blood drops, and there was no anger in his eyes, only a hint of pity.

Han Jin took back the bundle of fairy ropes, and the law moved and reappeared on the ground.

"Ready..." Alquette turned to Hanjin.

Han Jin gently touched the green mans in front of his fingertips, and he looked at it with no words.

Alquite opened his mouth and gave a deafening roar. Han Jin also swayed the law, but when the roaring sound reached his ear, he suddenly felt blank in his mind. He forgot his own eyes. I forgot my own Tao, and even forgot my past, the origin, and now Han Jin, like a person who is completely amnesia, can't think of anything.

Alquette swung his right fist, and a group of undetectable punches screamed at Hanjin. As the punching approached, a shallow ditch appeared on the ground, as if there was an invisible fish swimming. The same.

Han Jin’s face showed painful color and finally broke free from the blank. However, his fists had already rushed to the front. His fingers were a little bit, and the green awning suddenly turned into a giant sword, which was in front of him.

With a bang, in the hard collision, the giant sword was once again shaken and re-emerged as a looming green man, twice in a row, Han Jin is in a downwind, which proves that in pure power, he and Alquette There is still a big gap between them.

Qing Mang backed up, Han Jin raised his hand to catch his flying sword, attached to the strength of the flying sword, let him even retreat two steps, only to stabilize the body shape.

Alquette made a sneer, and he was dismissive of Han Jin’s face. Actually, he was really a little scared. Han Jin’s magic was too strange. The magic props he possessed were so mysterious and terrible. He didn’t want to do it anyway. Close to Hanjin.

Alquite made a roar again. Before the sound wave approached, Han Jin looked at Alquite deeply and his body sank to the ground.