Chapter 1281
Generation’s Demon Venerable Chapter 1281
Su Hao actually did it directly.
You know, in front of him is the Great Saint 6th Heavenly Layer, an old monster cultivated for thousands of years.
Even if Su Hao is strong, he won't go against the sky to such an extent, right?
Where did he get the guts?
“cannot tell good from bad.” Blood Sword is sneered, he was eager for Su Hao to take action, so that the finished apprenticeship became famous, suppressed it, and took his storage bag by the way.
Immediately, he raised his hand a dozen times, the bloody palm print, and strikes towards Su Hao's place.
Not one, but eight.
Eight blood-colored palm prints headed towards Su Hao, and the void exploded.
Scarlet brilliance dyes the sky bright red.
It gives the impression that it is more powerful and much stronger than the punch before Fan Zhan.
Even Shui Lingtian's Ice Dragon, compared with this palm print, seems to be the gap between ants and elephants, incomparable.
In fact, they still underestimate it. It's more than ants and elephants. They are simply not on the same level and cannot be compared together.
As soon as this palm is released, Ice Dragon is not much different from Stinking Insect, and can be smashed into scum in an instant.
"Bafang Blood Poison Palm!"
Fan Zhan's eyes widened, this was his Master's unique secret skill.
Even he didn't learn a shred of it.
However, he knew this kind of palm, and he had seen the Master perform this kind of palm technique.
Not only is the formidable power huge, but also with terrifying blood poison, once infected, it may directly turn into pus and blood and die.
Even if it is immortal, the cultivation base will gradually corrode and gradually become disabled.
Very vicious!
Once, his Master suppressed a Flood Dragon with one palm. Even the Flood Dragon Steel Muscles Iron Bones and Saint Artifact could not be shattered, but even the bones were corroded.
How terrifying?
"Overestimate one's capabilities!" Blood Sword blasted out with a palm, directly hands behind ones back, in his heart, under this palm, Su Hao would definitely be suppressed.
However, he kept his hand and would not kill Su Hao, at most let him suffer some torture that is worse than death.
Third Prince rubbed his palms. After Su Hao was suppressed, he would step on it, look down at the kid, and tell him the price of arrogance.
The blood-colored palm prints shrouded Su Hao, forming a field from eight directions, and anyone between the palm prints would be blocked.
Even the body is crushed and unable to move, like meat on a chopping block.
At this time, Su Hao did not move.
"Boy, can't you move now?"
"Are you scared?"
"Tell you, this is just the beginning, this is the My Bafang Blood Poison Palm, once it hits you, even if it hits you once, it will be a torture that is worse than death."
"Fighting against me, you are just striking a stone with an egg." Blood Sword had incomparable confidence in his eyes. In his eyes, it was so easy to suppress Su Hao.
Let's not talk about Su Hao, that is, the existence of the Great Saint 6th Heavenly Layer, who is rashly shot by him, but also suppressed on the spot.
But he didn't notice the sarcasm in Su Hao's eyes.
That's dismissive.
When Blood Sword was about to speak again, Su Hao shot.
A Dualbladed Halberd appeared in his hands.
The golden color of this halberd is bright, and it flashes violently, dazzling like a golden sun.
The mighty imposing manner and coercion are shocking, as terrifying as the Great Emperor came into the world.
Su Hao holds a halberd, his long hair flutters, and his clothes are hunting, like a War God, dive might be unstoppable.
next moment, the halberd in his hand slashed directly.
A golden cold light swept out like a half-moon scimitar and collided with a bloody palm print.
With one swipe, it was as easy as cutting tofu with a knife. The bloody palm print was directly divided into two, and then the bloody air flow dissipated.
Immediately, Blood Sword's eyes burst open, Su Hao could still move, and shattered one of his palm prints.
"Yes, the halberd in his hand is not simple, he only relies on this Saint Artifact, but at most it breaks one of my palm prints."
Blood sword Quick calculation in the heart, even if Su Hao holds the Emperor Artifact, with his cultivation base, how much formidable power can he exert?
Smashing one of his palms, and it is the weakest one, has he tried his best?
But next moment, his color changed again, Su Hao shot again, and shot a more dazzling golden cold light.
This time, three bloody palm prints were directly blown up.
The three palm prints were shattered, and the air flow did not even appear, directly scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.
Now there are only four palm prints, covering the past towards Su Hao.
"Blood Sword senior, he won't really be able to break this move, right?" Third Prince's color changed drastically again, and he was deeply worried in his heart.
Blood Sword also stared, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a blood-colored airflow shot out from the blood-colored sword-shaped rune between his eyebrows, merging with the remaining four palm prints.
Suddenly, the pressure from the four palm prints was even more terrifying than the eight palm prints.
"He can't be broken, this seat wants to take him down, how can he resist, an ant, not worth mentioning, just an ant!" Blood Sword sneered, hands behind ones back again, showing arrogance.
His Blood Sword is a talisman, he is controlled by others, but he also gains great power because of it.
"All my Divine Ability, once I join this Blood Sword divine talisman's support, can be twice as powerful."
"How can he resist?"
"It's a dream!"
Blood Sword twitched the corners of his mouth and became more confident.
But in this brief moment, Su Hao was more casual, indifferently said: "Enough said? Then shut up!"
As the voice fell , the halberd in his hand was shot again, this time the golden light became a silhouette, the silhouette was hazy, but as soon as it appeared, the void collapsed.
The void could not bear his power.
This is a breath of Saint King.
Fusion in the halberd.
Su Hao now reaches Quasi-Saint enough to activate it.
Saint King is the Number One Powerhouse under the Emperor, and it can even compete with the ordinary Great Emperor. How terrifying?
Even if it's just a breath, not everyone can resist it.
Silhouette appeared, flashed forward, and saw that he seemed to raise his palm, sweeping it casually.
At that time, the four palm prints that came, collapsed in an instant, scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.
It's like breaking a few scarecrows, don't make it too easy.
Blood Sword's eyes popped open, and his figure jumped backwards.
But it was too late. At the same time that the silhouette smashed the four palm prints, Su Hao had already rushed out, and his palm was drawn out fiercely.
The speed is fast enough and the strength is strong enough!
bang, the sound is extremely harsh.
At the same time as the blood spurted out, the Blood Sword had already flown backwards and let out a hoarse roar.
He was slapped by Su Hao?
His dignified Blood Sword, an Old Senior with thousands of years of cultivation, was slapped in the mouth by a hairless brat?
extraordinary shame and humiliation!
But this is not the end. In his roar, a golden light came faster than lightning, and Su Hao's halberd was already riding around his neck.
A gust of cold air instantly circulated throughout the body, and Blood Sword was stiff and did not dare to move!