Chapter 1646 Undead Fighting Spirit (2)

Jordan has a little admiration for the human kid in front of him.

If it weren't for the deep hatred, he didn't want to directly defeat this rare, rare, human race boy whose Taoism was imprisoned to the extreme and his cultivation foundation was solidified to the extreme.

On Gehu Lake, he, Qiao Dan, abused the human boy for more than ten days in a row.

Even if it is an iron man, I am afraid that he cannot bear the intense pain that appears every moment, this feeling of being skinned and fleshed every moment.

However, the human race kid actually survived firmly.

Although there were loud roars, there was not even a wail.

The hands holding the shield are still strong.

The huge hammer is still swinging in vain.

The eyes are still piercing, and the legs are still calm.

But after several days of torture, the fighting spirit in his body is still upright, soaring to the sky.

The purple gold hero scarf above his head was soared high by his soaring fighting spirit.

The purple gold hero scarf is a status symbol, but it also has some magical effects. For example, the existence of the purple gold hero scarf makes it difficult for Jordan to directly defeat the defense of Sun Hao's head and so on.

It's just that in Jordan's view, this doesn't affect the overall situation. He has plenty of ways to bypass Sun Hao's head and directly defeat Sun Hao.

What I didn't expect was that after ten days in a row, the human race boys actually stood firm. This is also the junior monk with the strongest willpower and the most stable Taoist heart that Jordan has met since he practiced.

After fighting for more than ten days, Jordan has completely cut off Sun Hao's road to Langlin Island.

Qiao Dan also fully grasped Sun Hao's strength and cultivation base, as well as his strength characteristics. Now, while Sun Hao's tenacious fighting spirit made him admire, it also aroused his strong curiosity.

He wanted to see how long Sun Hao could last.

It's no problem for him to support this kind of massacre for two or three years.

He wanted to see if a monk could survive this kind of inhuman torture for three full years.

Anyway, to him, three years is but a moment.

Above Dawn City, the white-haired monk had already soared high and sat cross-legged in the air, but there was still a trace of melancholy in his eyes, and he did not make a move.

Rutian stood behind him and said in a low voice: "There is a change, is there still no life?"

The white-haired monk shook his head slowly: "The variable is not yet mature. Jordan is fully capable of killing Chen Xiang in an instant. At this time, it will be futile to take action. Maybe it will make Chen Xiang fall faster."

Looking at the soaring sky in the distance, it almost condensed into a real fighting spirit, and asked unwillingly: "I don't know how long Chen Xiang can last."

The white-haired monk shook his head: "I don't know, the current Chen Xiang is supported by a single breath and a spirit, and it is completely unyielding fighting spirit that supports him to fight tenaciously. I don't know how long he can last. Hey, what a pity..."

Rutian hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Can I ask the top ten clans for help?"

The white-haired monk shook his head: "Chen Xiang is envied by the heavens, and his powerful potential, as well as his unparalleled willpower and incomparable Dao heart are enough to make powerful races jealous. They are not bad if they don't fall into trouble , who will help, after all, my human race is not strong enough, but Rutian, don't worry, no matter what, no matter whether it is useless or not, at the last moment, this seat will intervene in the battle, Chen Xiang's boundless fighting spirit reminds me I, my human race, need this kind of fighting spirit..."

Rutian's body shook slightly, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, senior."

All the thousands of people in the lower world are watching the battle on Gehu Lake.

In order to frighten the Xuwan clan, and also for his Flying Human Race to survive this disaster safely, Qiao Dan deliberately opened up the battlefield, generously attracting people to watch.

In the virtual battlefield, as long as the cultivation level has reached or some race fighters with special skills, they can see the battle situation on the battlefield.

A powerful old monster of the flying people.

The tenacious human Sun Hao Sun Chenxiang.

It shocked every spectator in the virtual battlefield.

Sun Hao's astonishing fighting spirit, which was almost condensed into substance, and his unyielding, unyielding fighting spirit left all the people in the world speechless.

The great watcher replaced Sun Hao in the role, but he was horrified to find that in this state, he might have already collapsed in the boundless sword energy and wind blade.

What a powerful old monster.

Such a tough Sun Chenxiang.

I just don't know how long Sun Hao can support, and whether he will have a chance of life in the end.

The fierce battle was beyond the surprise of all the monks, including Jordan.

For more than two years, Jordan was numb from the fight, and the golden fighting spirit in the air really turned into a cloud of fighting spirit, covering the arena condensedly in the air.

Sun Hao is still persevering and fighting tenaciously.

Above Lei Peng Xianshan, the Yinpeng warriors wore Sun Hao's silver armor, and they practiced endlessly day and night. The solemn and stirring aura filled the entire Xianshan mountain, shaking even the city of Chongtian.

In Dawn City, there were human warriors kneeling down for half a year, their eyes filled with tears.

There is no end to life, no end to battle.

It is this kind of immortal fighting spirit that has already amazed the entire Xiaxu Wanzu.

It's been almost three years, Sun Hao Sun Chenxiang of the human race, his body is covered with scars almost every moment, almost every moment is not complete, the blood splashed on his body has dyed the square shield in his hand and the giant hammer in his hand. Dark red color.

And the purple-gold hero scarf on his head, even if it was a symbol of vanity, was spattered with blood at some point.

Fighting against heaven and earth, only Chenxiang.

Qiao Dan didn't expect Sun Hao to be able to last for more than two full years, and he couldn't help but be convinced. If it weren't for the fact that the Flying Human Race had a deep grudge with Sun Hao, such a seedling of cultivation, Qiao Dan also wanted to see how far he could go.

However, this child is too tough and the foundation is too strong to be immortal.

For almost three years, Sun Hao was able to persevere. His fighting spirit was fundamental, but without the continuous and extremely powerful support of his true energy, it would not have been possible.

The more intense the battle, the more jealous Qiao Dan was towards Sun Hao. If this son is not eliminated, he will become the great enemy of the Flying Human Race.

The murderous intent is getting stronger and stronger.

It finally turned into practical actions. When it was almost three years, Qiao Dan stopped fanning the wind blade, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Okay, it's not bad that you Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang can persist until now, but the abuse is over, now, Go to hell with me! Break your arm first, chop..."

Standing with a shield in his hand, Sun Hao, who was waiting intently, has not yet reacted.

He only felt a powerful sword qi swipe across his left shoulder.

Wushuang's sword bone is extremely strong, but it is not without weak links, just the joints.

As the sword energy passed by, Sun Hao felt a pain in his left shoulder.

Qi Fangdun, who carried his Xing Tiangan in his left hand, had been severed from his body and fell downwards.

Da Neng of Xiaxu Wanzu who was watching the battle sighed leisurely in his heart, the old monster is serious, and Chen Xiang's time is running out.

The white-haired monk was chanting words, counting quickly with the fingers of his right hand, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

Sun Hao swung the Juling Army Breaking Hammer violently in the air, and roared violently: "Xing Tian, ​​come back..."

Xing Tianqian Qi Fangdun is the magic weapon after refining, driven by Sun Hao's spiritual consciousness, he flew back quickly with his left arm, and with a clang, his left arm was attached to his shoulder and recovered quickly.

It can be connected directly with a broken arm, such a powerful Wushuang sword body.

Qiao Dan was slightly surprised again, and his heart moved: "Then break one or two more legs..."

Sun Hao prepared intently, but to his horror, there was no warning, no attack action, two sword qi had cut off his knee joints, and his two calves were severed and fell down.

Sun Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his body in the air, and shouted loudly: "Come back."

At the broken leg, the blue light flickered, like a silk thread, connecting the two calves, and with a clang, it began to recover again.

Qiao Dan posted it for a while: "It turns out that it is connected by the sword power of the sea. It seems that if you don't break your sword power, it will be impossible to cut you into a stick. If this is the case, then I will squeeze you and explode you... "

Stretching out his right hand, he made a grasping motion.

A huge palm came across the sky, grasping towards Sun Hao.

Sun Hao was full of fighting spirit, drinking violently, and wielding his hammer and shield, but regretfully found that he couldn't escape the palm of his hand no matter what.

Huge power squeezed from all directions.

The flesh and blood on Sun Hao's body, except the flesh and blood on the head remained relatively intact, the flesh and blood on the surface of the body seemed to be squeezed into a paste, squeezed out from the body by a huge force.

A huge squeezing force was exerted on Sun Hao's skeleton, trying to squeeze out all the internal organs like squeezing a small fish.

Xing Tianqian, Qi Fangdun couldn't bear the squeeze, and came out.

The Giant Spirit Breaking Army Hammer was thrown into the air according to a certain trajectory. (to be continued ~^~)