Chapter 1003 One sword at a time!(1/2)
boom!
Xu Chang took the lead and rushed towards Gu Han, his body filled with evil energy and a black iron ring faintly pinched in his hand!
"hiss!"
Yan Qi took a breath of cold air, "What a heavy evil spirit!"
"This treasure is unusual!"
Fan Yu explained conscientiously, "It was made by the Master of the Giant God Peak who collected the energy of one hundred and eight Earthly Evils and found a kind of exotic gold from the void. The texture is so hard that..."
Keng!
suddenly!
A golden sound sounded, accompanied by a scream, attracting his attention again!
Not far away.
Xu Chang was in two halves, and the iron ring that was filled with evil spirits... was also in two halves!
Yan Qi blinked and asked curiously, "What is it?"
Fan Qi...
"I kill you!"
When Song Shi saw Xu Chang, the most lethal of the three, died tragically, he was frightened and instantly took out his strongest body shape. The body blurred for a moment, and turned from one into twenty-seven.
With the afterimage, they all rushed towards Gu Han, the speed was so fast that it was simply staggering!
"oops!"
Yan Qi was shocked, "This is amazing! What's the point?"
Fan Yu was silent for a moment and took a serious look at it. He saw that it had a loyal face, clear eyes, and was very polite in its words. He seemed really shocked, ruling out the suspicion that it was here to slap him in the face.
"Illusion Body Art."
He explained seriously, "The most important thing about this magical power is speed. If you practice it to the limit, you can transform into one hundred and eight phantom bodies. The movement skills are weird and the speed is unparalleled. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and it is difficult to distinguish between false and true..."
Just said this.
Not far away, Gu Han's expression was dull, and the black sword in his hand fell down gently!
Swish, brush, brush!
Twenty-seven sharp thoughts disappeared in a flash, and twenty-seven black lines suddenly appeared in the space. Twenty-seven of the twenty-seven Song poems disappeared, leaving only the main body standing frozen on the spot, with a frown between the eyebrows.
A red dot the size of a needle tip bloomed instantly and slowly fell backwards!
"Shi'er!"
Master of Yinling Peak, the middle-aged woman exclaimed!
"Ouch!"
The sapling clapped his legs and said with emotion, "The master destroys the flowers with his cruel hands!"
Yun Daluo's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He couldn't help but look at his crotch and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm warning you, you can take pictures if you want..."
…but can you fucking slap yourself on the leg?”
"Dare to ask..."
After half of listening, Yan Qi felt his heart itching unbearably. He looked at Fan Yu and said sincerely, "Why is it so difficult to be true?"
Fan Yu......
"This is... Gu Zhenchuan's strength?"
"It's too... too strong!"
"Tianjiao... no, monster... Gu Zhenzhuan is the real peerless monster!"
"Not only that, they don't have any airs, and they never look down on us. They also help us stand up. The more capable you are, the more humble you are... This sentence is said for Gu Zhenzhuan!"
"..."
Discussions rang out one after another.
Seeing Gu Han kill three people in an instant, the ordinary disciples couldn't bear it anymore. For the first time in their lives, they forgot about the majesty of Wufeng and just wanted to express their feelings!
There is no other reason.
They already regard Gu Han as their idol!
And in the countless years that followed.
After this group of disciples grew up, they were all courteous and polite, with a chivalrous heart. The greater their ability, the more approachable and open-minded they became... just because they subconsciously believed that Gu Han was such a great person!
Learn from Gu Zhenchuan!
This is their lifelong thought!
now.
Only a motionless Luo He was left in the field.
Not moving is not because you are not afraid.
Just because I was scared.
Seeing Gu Han walking slowly with his sword in hand, his body was trembling violently like chaff, and he forgot all about the courage and self-esteem in his heart!
"Well..."
Yan Qi thought thoughtfully, "What kind of magical power is this?"
Didn't get a reply.
Turning around, Fan Yu's eyes were blank and he was wandering away again.
Yan Qi sighed and had to think about it slowly.
Seeing Gu Han getting closer and closer, Luo He's legs became more and more bent!
"How dare you!"
Peak Master Heixuan was furious, "Luo He, if you
If you dare to kneel down, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Luo He knelt down.
What he lost was not only his own dignity, but also the elitist theory that Wufeng had always pursued, which was almost crooked into the Shiluo Sea, had become a complete joke!
Snap!
As soon as the black sword fell, it rested lightly on Luo He's shoulder.
Luo He's legs kept bending downward. .??.
"Master!"
His desire to survive was very strong. He looked at the Black Spin Peak Master and explained loudly, "It's not that I want to kneel down. His sword... is too heavy! It's too heavy!"
Everyone looked weird.
Only the saplings were disdainful.
Ridiculous pride!
I, Ashu, have knelt down so many times for Gu Gou. After getting up, won’t I still be a good sapling?
"No kneeling!"
Just when Luo He's legs were bent halfway, an angry shout suddenly sounded!
boom!
Immediately, a violent momentum spread from far to near and fell on the field instantly.
"release!"
Before he could clearly see the figure of the person coming, an extremely thick and light red force had completely enveloped Gu Han's figure!
boom!
boom!
The violent power of law continued to flow, causing Luo He to vomit blood on the spot and was seriously injured!
A happy place!
"It's Wu Yue!"
In the distance, Fan Yu, who was wandering in a daze, came back to his senses in an instant, staring at the master of the fist, "He has broken through!"
"This man is very strong!"
Yan Qi's curiosity was aroused again, and he humbly asked, "Does he have any special abilities?"
"He is an individual practitioner."
To be continued...