Chapter Eight hundred and ninety-ninth, a sword light and cold sixteen continents, who is wrong!
This sword is Zhang Bairen who came to this world and had a peak sword!
Although the true peak sword did not mobilize the Dharma body of the innate god, this was definitely Zhang Bairen's peak state, because Zhang Bairen's state of Taoism is much stronger than that of the innate gods.
The Zhu Xian Four Sword Sword Formation did not come out, and Zhang Bairen's sword was his peak power at this time.
However, Zhang Bairen's sword scared all the monks in the world. As long as they are not blind, they can be seen that Zhang Bairen has not used the Dharma body of the innate god.
Zhang Bairen did not know the power of the innate god's Dharma body, but the divine power of the innate god's Dharma body is not compatible with the four swords of Zhu Xian. Simply put, if Zhang Bairen mobilized the innate god's Dharma body, he would not be able to activate the power of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation at all.
Thanks to the Zhang Bairen's Sword Formation, the Zhang Bairen's Sword Formation became more and more powerful as Zhang Bairen's sacrifice and refining, so he temporarily expanded the formation into the sword energy and attached to an ordinary long sword.
Unfortunately, his family knows his family's affairs. Jin Jian Hedao only has thirty breaths. If he cannot kill Drought Ba within thirty breaths, he will have no chance.
How long does it take to breathe thirty? It takes about one to two minutes. It is simply whimsical to kill a truly powerful man.
Since you can't kill it, you can also get a heavy blow.
"Block my sword and spare you!" Zhang Bairen's fingers slowly passed by Qingfeng, and the sword intent in his eyes began to be restrained.
"You and I will stop here. I will never step into the Central Plains!" Hanba looked solemn at this time, and the flames around him continued to converge, and he actually turned into a man wearing the costumes of ancient ancestors.
Zhang Bairen did not answer his words, but just quietly brewed his own sword intent.
The drought-ba did not dare to move, and his whole body was locked by Zhang Bairen's qi. His eyes were staring at Zhang Bairen, and his heart began to complain.
I have been sleeping underground for thousands of years, and my strength has long fallen to the bottom. I originally felt that the troubled times have come, and I wanted to come out and accumulate my foundation again, but I never thought that there are such perverted characters today.
"With such a person, those sleeping old guys are blessed! Waiting for their fate is to be killed by a sword!" Hanba was secretly surprised.
"bass!"
A sword light rushed straight into the sky, and the clouds in the sky were shattered inch by inch, turning into nothingness.
The sword light at this time became the only one in the world. Just looking around, I felt that the endless dead end was right ahead.
The immortal sword energy is the vitality of the world! The fate of all things is eliminated!
Everyone forced their eyes to see how the Hanba blocked this earth-shaking sword. If you miss such a big battle, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Countless real people of Yang Shen screamed, screaming, while trying hard to open their eyes and look at the battlefield.
What a pity, Zhang Bairen sets out his sword too quickly!
Even if you are a fish, you can only see a blurred image.
A roar was shocking, and the drought roared and the dust rolled.
The dust settled, and everyone looked at Zhang Bairen in one go. Zhang Bairen was holding a sword hilt with a sword that had lost its sword body, standing opposite Hanba, and could not see the status of the two at this time.
Yu Juluo's eyes were sharp, and his eyes scandaled around Hanba, and his pupils immediately shrank. He saw half a short sword on Hanba's chest sinking into it, but the blood was sealed by Hanba's magical power and did not flow out.
"Good sword!" Hanba couldn't help but praise.
"It's a pity that my sword, which has been pregnant for a year, was actually destroyed!" Zhang Bairen looked down at the hilt of the sword in his hand, and slowly inserted the hilt into the sword sheath.
"If the sword has a spirit, I know that I can fall under this earth-shaking sword, and I will die without regrets! I am not afraid of being crushed to pieces!" Hanba looked at Zhang Bairen with his eyes: "With such a earth-shaking attack, I wonder how many swords you can shoot!"
"Guess!" Zhang Bairen's face did not change.
Hanba was silent, divine light flowed all over his body, and half of the sword tip slowly forced out of his body: "I have lived for countless years. Although I am in a low state, you are the first to be able to traumatize me like this with one sword!"
"laugh!"
The half-sword tip broke through the sonic boom and shot into the distance, causing countless warriors, the true man Yangshen was sensational, and he chased the half-sword tip wildly.
Half of the sword tip must be contaminated with Zhang Bairen's sword intent. For sword cultivators, this half of the sword tip is an extremely treasure and a heavenly book.
"My!" Li Shimin covered the sword with his palm.
"not necessarily!"
In the direction of the Turkic rebels, a master flew out and forced Li Shimin back with one punch.
"The Wuliang Heavenly Lord, the killing of this half of the sword tip is too heavy, so I will save it to resolve the anger." The fake monk came over and knocked everyone away from his fists and feet.
"Fake monk, don't bully people too much!" Li Jiancheng's cold air surged in his hand, and he rolled over to the fake monk.
Guan Zizai on the Horizon smiled: "I am about to comprehend the sword method to protect the body and subdue demons. Now when I see this half of the sword tip, I really like it. Please give up all the fellow Taoists!"
Guanzi's crystal clear fingers kept forming seals, and the Nine-character Mantra was unparalleled, and the powerful people blocked in front of him were blown away: "The tip of this sword is the Great Governor. You can try your best to snatch it. If the Great Governor didn't speak, I'm afraid you can't take away this half of the sword tip!"
This statement is justified. Thinking of Zhang Bairen's daily difficulties, everyone couldn't help but feel a headache.
Li Shimin on the other side had no expression on his face. He joined forces with Li Jiancheng and blocked everyone outside. He stretched out his palm and held the tip of the sword in his hand, revealing his white teeth and looked at Guan Zizai: "Cultivator, sorry, our Taiyuan Li family...ah!"
Halfway through Li Shimin's words, he couldn't help but scream, his hands were covered in blood and subconsciously threw the tip of the sword out.
The sword intent on the tip of half of the sword was too strong, and even if a strong man like Li Shimin didn't check it, he would be injured by the sword intent.
Seeing Li Shimin's miserable situation, everyone was stunned. The moment of hesitation in their hearts, the tip of the sword had been stuck by Guanzi and put into the palm of their palms. Everyone reacted and wanted to capture the tip of the sword. Guanzi had already landed beside Zhang Bairen: "Grandmaster, you don't care about this half of the sword tip!"
"My sword art is the sword art of killing. Even if you comprehend it, it will be difficult for you to transcend my shackles. In the end, you will follow my old path and affect your nature!" Zhang Bairen looked at the tip of the sword.
Guan Zizai shook his head: "This is not a matter of trouble for the Grand Governor."
There was still half a long sword in the field between Zhang Bairen and Hanba. Everyone was jealous of it, but they all dared to go forward to collect it, for fear that Zhang Bairen would be chopped by him or killed by Hanba.
Zhang Bairen hung the long sword around his waist, and Jin Jian slid out of his sleeve, holding it in his hand and playing with it slowly.
"I lost!" Hanba looked at Zhang Bairen with a serious expression: "What a sharp sword, but this matter is not over. When I recover my strength, I will definitely step into Middle Earth again and compete with you!"
The drought-bag did not delay any sluggishness at all. He only saw his actions like the wind, rolling up layers of yellow sand, turning around and rushing towards the Khitan: "When I drink a lot of flesh and blood, I will compete with you again!"
"Bastard! Stop it!" When the Khitan Zhidao powerful man saw this scene, he was shocked and leaped to intercept the Hanba.
Drought Bahn is now severely injured by Zhang Bairen, and he and the Khitan warrior are in a state of slight importance. It is difficult to distinguish and no one can do anything to anyone!
"Damn it! Please help me to subdue this evil deed!" The Khitan warriors gradually fell into a disadvantage in the face of the drought and were suppressed and retreated step by step.
Looking at the tragic situation of the Khitan powerhouse, all the masters from China and Earth all looked relieved. Who told you to be so arrogant before? You asked you to surrender the Hanba and you actually stood by and watched. Are you suffering now?
"Grandmaster, it's not a dispute over intentions. Drought is the root of the disaster for all living beings in the world. Let's take action to subdue him!" The servant Mo He couldn't help but persuade him.
The Khitan borders Weishi, Goryeo and Eastern Turks. If the drought is arbitrary and in chaos, the Khitan will be almost the same, how can the other families be spared?
Zhang Bairen shook his head and said with a blank expression: "It's okay, if you want to restore your strength, you can't imagine it if you don't have seven or eight years. Maybe I will become enlightened in seven or eight years. It's not worth worrying about just drought!"
"Governor!" Yizhi Wende on the side became anxious.
Zhang Bairen just stood there with a sneer in his eyes.
The leader is updated!
ps: When I saw this, there must be many people who want to criticize me, but I can't kill me... That's a true strong man, Yu Juluo just stepped into the threshold. Although the protagonist is not the best in the world, he is truly invincible!
Moreover, killing the drought bark is not beneficial. It is in the real interest to be able to use the drought bark to hold the grassland.
What Jiuming wants to write is not a common man, but a wise man who plays chess!
Chapter completed!