The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 172

Chapter 172

At the same time, facing the joint attack of the three latter realm warriors, Ling Hantian didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and the power of the Juyuan system was pushed to the extreme.

"Flaming Crazy Blade Slash!"

As soon as the Daguan knife was tightened, half of the Qinglian flames were mobilized, and Ling Hantian's whole body was surrounded by blue flames, like a god of fire descending to earth.

"boom!"

The Daguan Dao killed in a circle, and collided with three weapons in a row, making a violent impact sound and bursting out surging energy fluctuations.

Ling Hantian's body moved violently, and the palm of the hand holding the Daguan knife was slightly numb, but it resisted the attacks of the three.

The first wave of attacks from the three of them was blocked by Ling Hantian, Ye Zhichang's old face trembled, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face.

The top kindling is indeed terrifying.

To be able to make a martial artist at the [-]th level of body training undefeated against the attacks of three Houtian realm martial artists.

Ling Hantian took a deep breath. He had just used half of the Qinglian flames, and nearly half of the true energy in his body was consumed. He tightened the Daguan knife, but he suddenly found several cracks on the Daguan knife.

"what?"

Ling Hantian was startled. For so long, the Daguan Dao was the weapon he relied on most, but now there was a crack.

No need to think about it, Ling Hantian understood that this crack must have been left by Ye Zhichang's sword fight just now.

"Hmph, miscellaneous, I'd like to see how long your true essence can be consumed."

Ye Zhichang shook the saber in his hand, and a light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"Ye Lao, there are already cracks in his broadsword, as long as he takes another blow from us, I'm afraid he will lose most of his fighting power."

A martial artist in the latter realm saw the crack on the Daguan knife and reminded him.

"Haha, the Ling family's miscellaneous, the quality of your big sword is too low. My blood-devouring sword was obtained from a historic site, and it is a top-level treasure."

Ye Zhichang held the black saber, and said a little: "If you didn't have the top fire, I'm afraid a single encounter would break your sword."

"It is actually a top-level treasure, no wonder it can cut a crack on the Daguan knife."

Ling Hantian was startled, he didn't expect to suffer from the loss of weapons today, if he continued to use the Daguan knife, maybe it would really be cut off as Ye Zhichang said.

"Humph," snorted coldly, Ling Hantian moved his big hand, and put the Great Pass Saber into the Sumeru Ring.

Seeing Ling Hantian put away the sword, Ye Zhichang thought that Ling Hantian was planning to surrender, but before he could speak, a Zhangba golden steel sword appeared in his hand.

The Zhangba Vajra Sword has a length of [-] Zhang and a wide blade. Although it is not as heavy as the Daguan Dao, it is superior in length and high in quality. It is a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"Inferior spiritual weapon, Zhangba Vajra Sword,"

Ye Zhichang's cloudy old eyes suddenly lit up, shooting out two greedy and fierce lights, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Ling family miscellaneous, this old man remembers that this zhangba golden steel sword is the weapon of Yao Laogui, when did it come into your hands."

"Hmph, old slave of the Ye family, you don't need to care about this point,"

Holding the Zhangba Vajra Sword, Ling Hantian's true energy boiled all over his body, and the golden pages in the sea of ​​consciousness were shining brightly. He had already tested the limit of his current strength, and he didn't want to delay any longer.

"The Ling family's miscellaneous, that old Yao ghost took the Flame Soul Essence Orb, and now his personal weapon is in your hands. Presumably, the Flame Soul Essence Orb must also be on your body."

Ye Zhichang is worthy of being the chief executive of the Nine Nether Sect, with careful thinking, and from the eight-foot-eight golden steel sword in Ling Hantian's hand, he immediately deduced facts that he himself could not believe.

It is possible that Ling Hantian killed Yao Laogui and took away everything from him, including the Flame Soul Essence Orb.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightened the Zhangba Golden Steel Sword in his hand. It seemed that today, no matter what, these three people could not be allowed to leave alive.

"Jie Jie, Ling's bastards, I guessed it right."

Seeing that Ling Hantian didn't deny or affirm, Ye Zhichang laughed wildly when Ling Hantian acquiesced.

"Jie Jie, it's really God's favor. I, Ye Zhichang, will also get the Flame Soul Essence Pearl one day."

At this time, Ye Zhichang was in high spirits, as if he suddenly looked 20 years younger. At the same time, the idea of ​​notifying the old master Ye Minghua was also dispelled.

Although he has served the Ye family all his life, the temptation of the Flaming Soul Essence Bead is too great.

As long as he killed Ling Hantian, and then killed the two servants next to him, Ye Zhichang could sneak away with the Flame Soul Essence Orb without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhichang glanced at the two people next to him indistinctly from the corner of his eyes, and sneered across the corner of his mouth.

The two people next to them were not stupid, knowing what had happened recently, there was a green light in their eyes at the moment.

Just being stared at by Ye Zhichang, both of them felt that there seemed to be a dark wind blowing, and the hairs on their backs stood on end.

The reactions of the three were instantly captured by Ling Hantian.

It was immediately clear that the three of them had already had their own thoughts and started to guard against each other.

"Both, it will change later. Let's kill the Lin family's bastards first."

The saber in Ye Zhichang's hand trembled, and he took the lead in slashing at Ling Hantian.

After all, he is the most powerful among the three, so he has to be an example no matter what.

But this seemingly sharp blow, Ling Hantian could see that Ye Zhichang didn't do his best.

The other two knew that this was not the time to turn their backs, so they swung their big knives at Ling Hantian.

"People's hearts."

The corner of Ling Hantian's mouth curved into a sneer, and the Zhangba golden steel sword in his hand was ready to go, like a bolt of lightning, stabbing towards the weakest of the three, Houtianjing, without warning.

The three of them didn't do their best, but it didn't mean they didn't do their best. Not only did they have to do their best, but they wanted to kill with one blow.

"The imprisonment of the soul!"

Although the soul power reached 3, Ling Hantian didn't dare to deal with the three Houtian realm all at once. After all, the soul power of the three of them would definitely not be much worse than his own.

The person attacked by Ling Hantian obviously had just broken through to Houtian Realm not long ago, and his soul power was still a bit weaker than Ling Hantian's.

At the same time, he had to prevent Ye Zhichang from sneaking up on him, multitasking, and his soul was imprisoned all at once.

Without the slightest stagnation, the Zhangba Golden Steel Sword was as fast as lightning, piercing through his chest in an instant.

The dazzling bright red stunned Ye Zhichang and the remaining masters at the early stage of the Acquired Heaven Realm.

The Houtian Realm martial artist, who was still alive and full of qi just now, was killed in just one encounter!

Ye Zhichang's body trembled violently, and an unbelievable light burst out from his cloudy old eyes.

"You are also a soul cultivator, and you also know such a terrifying method of soul attack?"

It was difficult for Ye Zhichang to calm down. He always thought that Ling Hantian was sure of him, but he didn't want Ling Hantian to continue to show his terrifying strength.

"Beware of his soul attack."

The remaining martial artist at the early stage of the Houtian realm was not calm. He was not a soul cultivator, but a pure warrior. He had an inexplicable fear of strange soul cultivators.

Ye Zhichang's face was extremely gloomy. He had never used soul attack before, but he knew that Ling Hantian was good at soul attack, and it was very terrifying.

He wanted to use the power of the Juyuan system to kill Ling Hantian, but now it seems that it is not feasible.

"Dust-free step."

Succeeding in a sneak attack with a single sword, Ling Hantian didn't give the remaining two people much time to wake up, Wuchenbu urged it to the extreme.

"The imprisonment of the soul!"

The mysterious soul power surged out again, and the zhangba vajra sword pierced out again, directly piercing through the masters of the early days of Houtian who had just woken up.

Attacking like flowing clouds and flowing water, the time difference was less than three seconds, but within three seconds, two masters at the early stage of Houtian Realm were killed by Ling Hantian's sword.

This is Ling Hantian's current strength. The two types of power can be switched at will, and at the same time, his grasp of the opponent's psychology and the timing of the battle has reached a level that is almost monstrous, which is definitely beyond the imagination of the three in front of him.

"Just you."

Ling Hantian shook the blood on the Zhangba Vajra Sword, glanced at Ye Zhichang, and his calm tone penetrated into Ye Zhichang's soul like the call of death from hell.

(End of this chapter)