Clash Of The Sword Titans

In the black mist, Xue Zun looked helpless, but Gu Haoran looked like a hippie smiling face. Looking around the thick black mist, his eyes flashed with dangerous cold light: "It seems that the old guy was frozen in the world, but he still stayed. A real remnant has been laid. This guy has been hiding for so long, and if there is no absolute certainty, he will probably not appear in front of you recklessly." "How is it, is it sure to cut it?"

Gu Haoran turned to look at Xue Zun.

Xue Zun suppressed the hint of helplessness, and said unwillingly: "If I go further..."

"Okay, okay." Gu Haoran waved her hand to interrupt Xue Zun's words, "blame me, it's unnecessary to ask this question. With your temper, if you are sure to cut this ghost thing, you won't want to borrow a sword from Mrs. Deer. "

Xue Zun's lips trembled slightly, but he did not deny it.

In fact, if Gu Haoran appeared here so suddenly, Xue Zun already understood the woman's attitude.

Many years ago, the deer clan was almost ransacked by the royal court of the Four Seas because of the ‘sword’ that might threaten the status of the royal court.

Some people of the Deer tribe who survived after that believed that this sword had no chance of being born again, and continued to stick to it. Sooner or later, even the True Martial Domain would not be able to accommodate them.

Xue Zun is one of these people.

He is extremely puzzled by those clansmen who are obsessed with creating the strongest sword, even if the craftsman who forges the sword is his father.

But Xue Zun still couldn't understand this madness, and even resented them. If it weren't for this strongest sword, the Deer Clan would not have such an extinction disaster.

And this kind of disagreement resulted in the deer clan being divided into two factions. Among them, the clansmen who insisted on keeping warm and nurturing the strongest sword walked away with their sword fetuses and lived in seclusion. The remaining deer clan members, headed by Xue Zun, stayed in Daxue state, waiting for the reappearance of the Four Seas King's Court to avenge those tragic deaths.

The deer lady who lives in the depths of the old street is the leader of the deer clan who walks away with a sword.

She is also Xue Zun's relatives.

There was such an irreconcilable contradiction between the two. If it hadn't really reached the point of being exhausted, Xue Zun would never bow his head to borrow a sword from his sister.

"Although the sword has been made, you know very well that the most important thing is not the sword, but the person who uses the sword." Gu Haoran saw the extremely unwilling expression on Xue Zun's face and said softly, "Mrs. Deer. What it means is that even if you bring that sword in front of you, you won't be able to use it."

Xue Zun pursed his lips, unwilling to say: "The fetus of that sword was made by my father. Originally, it was my sword."

"But you already have the White Deer Sword, which is the most powerful inheritance martial spirit of the Deer Clan."

Gu Haoran said flatly: "In fact, when you accepted the inheritance of the Bailu Sword, you had already lost the qualification to hold that sword."

"When that kid mentioned the sword, everything was too late." Xue Zun sighed, but didn't mean to blame Gu Haoran.

After all, he is Mrs. Deer's younger brother, and he knows better than anyone about his sister's stubbornness.

No matter how special Gu Haoran's status is, she has no right to influence her decision.

"Don't blame Mrs. Deer, she wants to avenge the King of the Seas more than anyone else. It's just the situation today, even if I bring the sword, you will definitely not be able to cut it."

After Gu Haoran made a word of relief, her long sleeves stretched out, and a picture was drawn out of it.

Holding the picture scroll in both hands, Gu Haoran sighed: "Unexpectedly, in the end, I still have to rely on the treasure left by the old man to save my life."

Seeing the scroll, Xue Zun's eyes changed slightly, "This is what Senior Wu left..."

"Well, this is the last ‘Heaven and Human Origin’ left by the old man."

Gu Haoran nodded, "Except for the one in your hand, my second junior brother has one in his hand. The last one, I wanted to use it to defend the younger junior brother."

"It's a pity!"

Gu Haoran didn't go on, her eyes grew colder, as if she saw through the depths of the black smoke, the hidden "monster beast". "It's really a shame to die under the last blow of the old man, you trash."

The dense black smoke seemed to perceive something, and it spun slightly, condensed into a spiral nest, and continued to press against Gu Haoran and Xue Zun.

When Xue Zun saw this, he held the White Deer Sword in his hand and acted as a ‘protector’. As the sword light flew up, he chopped up strands of black smoke that approached him, and said in a deep voice, “How long do you need?”

"Ten breaths."

Gu Haoran answered immediately.

Say it all here, and there is no need to say anything.

Xue Zun knew that these ten breaths would be the key to victory.

And he had no doubt that when Gu Haoran unfolded that picture, he could end the battle.

Because that is the origin left by a strong man who saw the gods, the so-called heaven and human, even if there is only one breath, it is also the shocking weather that suppresses thousands of miles!

call!

In the depths of the black smoke, a figure burst out violently.

It was a ‘person’ whose whole body was shrouded in black scales.

Of course, it's just that the posture is similar to that of the human race.

In the crevices of its scales, green flames burned, and its slender body obviously contained extremely terrifying power. What's even more strange was that its face was like a mask made of metal. Although its facial features were lifelike, it was glowing. A hint of cold light, without the slightest expression.

"It's actually the Poseidon General of'Beihai'? It really hides something amazing."

When Gu Haoran urged Zhen Qi to open the picture scroll, he immediately recognized the identity of the black-clad man and said, "Lu Yu, don't die."

Xue Zun, who was told his real name, did not answer.

Because that Seagod will have moved.

Without any fancy attacks, it's just a punch to the extreme!

Slow and transparent ripples appeared in the entire space under its punch, and Xue Zun couldn't even see how it punched and how it came to him.

He could only rely on a trace of consciousness to raise the White Deer Sword to block that fist.

The fists and swords collided, and the space rang out with a bang, and it was very abruptly still, then Xue Zun turned into a stream of light that could not be seen by the naked eye, and was directly blasted into the ground!

The fallen figure of Xue Zun fell into the Monster Beast Sea, and the entire ‘sea surface’ was like a turbulent wave, heavy black shadows flying upwards, all the black evil spirits shaken by the aftermath!

The moment the black evil spirits flew up, they had been shaken into dust, and it was spreading like a black snow.

He knocked down Xue Zun with a single blow, but only three breaths passed at this moment.

All this happened so fast that even Gu Haoran, who was able to ignore the boundary between heaven and earth, showed a look of surprise. His face was a little pale, and he smiled and said: "So strong, this is just 80% of your heyday strength, right? If you give it to you After returning to the peak period, this punch can beat him into flesh..."

While saying this, Gu Haoran was holding the scroll with one hand and pinching the Yin Jue with the other. The blue robe on his body was silent and hunting.

Poseidon will watch this scene indifferently, without any expression on his face full of metal texture, and raise his fist again. But its movements suddenly stopped, as if it was being pulled by invisible power, and it tilted its head slightly, looking at its arm as if it were puzzled.

On that arm, an infinite flame burst out, full of terrifying power, but it was trapped and locked by a series of deep purple mysterious runes. Between each rune, a small transparent chain was linked, as if from the depths of the void. It stretched out, and pulled its arm tightly.

"The action is fast, but the brain is not so good."

At this moment, it was already the fifth breath. Gu Haoran smiled sarcastically with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, "Do you still remember the breath on this picture scroll, don't you remember that the old man is still proficient in the method?"

"Fighting against Yanfa, didn't kill me first, idiot, really worthy of the waste of the Four Seas King Court!"

On the seventh breath, Gu Haoran’s fingers pinching Yin Jue had already begun to tremble, but the scroll he was holding in his other hand was more than half unfolded, a vast breath escaped, and even the rolling black smoke around was frozen and solidified. Signs.

Seeing this scene, the Seagod will continue to urge the ghost, and countless chains extending from the void will be broken. Gu Haoran would vomit a big mouthful of blood every time it broke. This kind of blockade involving the ‘past’ and the ‘future’ was also a great burden for him.

Of course, Gu Haoran wouldn't be so embarrassed if it hadn't needed to put most of his mind on the opening scroll.

Finally, when the chains were mostly broken, Gu Haoran suddenly shouted to Monster Beast Sea: "Lu Yu! If you are not dead, cut it for me!"

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