Chapter 970 Blood Sword Warriors (3)

boom!

There was another muffled sound of a fist hitting the flesh.

Lu Fan's powerful punch hit Han Yuanning's body.

Gang Qi exploded in an instant, and Han Yuanning's chest sank directly, and at the same time, the sound of bones breaking rang out clearly.

The body shook violently for a while, Han Yuanning's throat sweetened, but blood gushed from his chest and abdomen.

But he was not discouraged, and actually swallowed the mouthful of reverse blood forcefully.

With a backhand sword, Han Yuanning stabbed directly at Lu Fan's heart.

Without hesitation and without mercy, the behavior of the two did not look like old friends who had been reunited for a long time were discussing in a friendly way.

They are enemies of life and death, fighting to the death!

Below, Emperor Qin Shang, Crown Prince Qin Yun and others were all stunned.

Chu Xing was surprised and said: "Are they fighting with their lives?"

The elder brother slapped Chu Xing on the head and said: "Shut up, just watch quietly. This is the battle of warriors!"

clang!

The long sword pierced through Lu Fan's scaled dragon armor with the sound of a dragon's howl, but was also blocked by the scaled dragon armor for most of the charge. The tip of the sword sank an inch into Lu Fan's skin, and he could no longer move forward.

Han Yuanning's eyes trembled, he seemed to have miscalculated how strong Lu Fan's physical defense was.

He just looked at Lu Fan at the level of an ordinary Tiangang warrior. So now he was in shock.

Lu Fan's current physical body is definitely harder than Jinshi, far more than ordinary Tiangang warriors.

No one else possesses such a tyrannical stellar energy protection like him.

There is no one like him, the power of the world is permeating within three inches of his body!

Visible to the naked eye, the long sword in Han Yuanning's hand bent in an exaggerated arc.

If it were an ordinary weapon, if it was bent like this, it would definitely be broken. But as a divine soldier, at this time, the Dragon Yin Sword actually rushed out a piece of dragon-shaped strength.

"Arc Dragon Wave!"

Lu Fan didn't dodge or evade, and once again forced his way.

Han Yuanning's hard energy fell on him, like sea water hitting a rock, shooting out countless sprays.

Afterwards, Lu Fan's Wufeng epee pierced through all the powerful splashes, and slashed hard at Han Yuanning's body.

"Heaven and Earth Sword!"

boom!

A violent explosion sounded from the sky. It attracted several masters who were competing around, all looked sideways.

Han Yuanning's body was like a kite with a broken string, falling with the sound of the explosion.

With another bang, it slammed into the floating island fiercely, and at the same time, countless broken lines appeared on the huge floating island. If it wasn't for the support of the formation on the floating island, presumably this move alone would be enough to completely smash the floating island into pieces.

Blood flowed horizontally, and this time Han Yuanning couldn't hold back the rushing blood anymore, and the blood spurted from his mouth.

Lu Fan floated to the ground, glanced at the place where Han Yuanning stabbed just now, and gently swept the wound with his hand, and the wound healed itself.

For Lu Fan, this little injury was nothing.

Looking up at Han Yuanning, Lu Fan looked indifferently, and said, "Do you want to continue?"

Han Yuanning forced himself to get up slowly from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his palm, and said: "The way of breaking the army has no effect on you. You really surprised me!"

Lu Fandan looked at him without saying a word.

He was not interested in telling Han Yuanning that he was pregnant with the Dao of Life, nor was he interested in showing Han Yuanning his Dao Domain.

And these two, no matter which one, made Lu Fan not afraid of Han Yuanning's way of breaking the army.

The power of the Great Dao may be an overwhelming force for other Tiangang warriors.

But for Lu Fan, this is just a qualification to fight him.

If Han Yuanning really thought that he could defeat him with a little power of the Great Dao, it would be a big mistake.

Besides, Lu Fan could also feel that Han Yuanning's avenue was not very strong. In other words, his strength is not enough to fully exert the true lethality of the way of breaking the army.

Lu Fan raised his epee, looked at Han Yuanning and said, "Let's show more strength. You can't beat me like this!"

Han Yuanning suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "That's what you told me, I believe it. Well, if that's the case, let's drop everything and let's have a good fight!"

Saying this, Han Yuanning's eyes suddenly turned slightly red.

Below, a group of people yelled: "The blood technique is a demon cultivator! This Han Yuanning is a demon cultivator!"

"Oh my god, Moxiu dares to show up in public and kill him!"

"It's really a life-and-death magician!"

. . . . . .

The crowd kept shouting, and at the same time, more than a dozen guards in golden armor who maintained order flew up, as if they were about to attack Han Yuanning.

Seeing this situation, Lu Fan yelled loudly: "Stop. He's not a demon cultivator. This is a martial art technique, a mad transformation technique, haven't you seen it?"

The golden-armored guard who was about to step forward was stopped by Lu Fan, and countless people below heard Lu Fan's voice, and they also made sounds of surprise.

At this time, the muscles on Han Yuanning's body began to swell, the veins burst out, the hair fluttered, and the clothes moved automatically without wind.

The aura increased, and behind Han Yuanning, a phantom of a dragon beast holding a giant sword began to appear.

At this time, people discovered that Han Yuanning did not have the slightest devilish energy in his body, and this exercise also seemed interesting.

"What kind of exercise is this? It doesn't look like an orthodox practice of martial arts, but rather like the power of bloodline inheritance!"

Among the crowd, some experts recognized the source of Han Yuanning's strength.

At the same time, one person shouted: "Blood Martial Skill, isn't this the martial skill of the Dragon Clan and the Beastman Clan? Is this person also a Beastman?"

No one can answer this question, even Lu Fan doesn't know whether the ancestors of the Han family are orcs.

But this crazy martial skill is really good, even a strong Tiangang like Han Yuanning can increase it so much.

At this moment, Han Yuanning's aura was approaching His Holiness!

The palm of the hand wiped on the Longyin Sword. In an instant, the entire body of the sword turned into a blood red.

In this berserk state, Han Yuanning has not lost his sanity, and said loudly: "This is my strongest power, and it is also my strongest sword!"

The long sword pointed at Lu Fan's eyebrows, but at this moment, Lu Fan had a faint smile on his lips.

That's what makes it interesting!

Han Yuanning stepped heavily on the ground, and the floating island began to shatter in an instant, and the formation also made a crisp clicking sound, as if it was crushed by Han Yuanning's foot.

"Blood Sword Warrior!"

A loud roar shook the world.

The strong force of breaking the army was accompanied by bloody light, like a slaying sword released from the nether world, it came to Lu Fan in an instant.

From the eyes of everyone, this and that were just ordinary swords, clearly a sea of ​​scarlet red with murderous intent.

Speed, faster than the sound.

Sword Qi shattered everything.

There is only one sword in the world, and the sky is full of blood.

The Sword of Peerless, the Sword of Desperation, the Sword of Despair!

Lu Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and in a hurry, he only had time to raise his Wufeng epee.

puff!

The red light disappeared suddenly, Han Yuanning appeared behind Lu Fan, and the red light in his eyes disappeared.

Lu Fan stood where he was, and a hole appeared in his chest.

Just right in the heart!

Countless people covered their mouths and noses and looked at Lu Fan in horror.

"Yeying lost?"

"Oh my god! This sword is absolutely perfect!"

Lu Fan stood there calmly. At this time, the Wufeng epee in his hand flashed slightly.

The next moment, Han Yuanning had countless wounds all over his body, as if he had been cut by countless sword lights, and none of them was intact, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

The Longyin Sword in his hand shattered into two halves.