Chapter 3345: Battle of the Eight Quarters 4
In the blink of an eye, I saw that the sword burst into a hundred meters of light, dazzling and dazzling. Accompanied by a fierce momentum, the sword in Han Hao's hand flew out, turning into a bunch of white cold beams, and attacking Lu Zhenghai, unstoppable.
Lu Zhenghai's heart trembled slightly, he squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, but seeing him hurriedly took two steps back, and at the same time swung the silver whip in his hand, the soft silver whip was like a silver snake, tightly wrapped around it. On the sword of the sword. Lu Zhenghai succeeded in one strike, and immediately activated his true qi, controlling the silver whip to the side. Under the interference of the silver whip, the sword body of that precious sword swung, and it happened to fly past Lu Zhenghai. Seeing this, Han Hao's expression darkened slightly, and his two-handed sword art changed. I saw that the sword turned around and moved quickly around Lu Zhenghai, looking for an opportunity to attack. However, Lu Zhenghai was able to enter the top ten list not by luck, but by his own strength. Under his careful response, he never revealed any flaws, allowing Han Hao to take advantage of it. Leng Xuan, who was watching the battle below, shook his head secretly. Although Han Hao's sword-fighting skills were powerful, there was a time limit. If he continues like this, he can't find a breakthrough. Once the sword-fighting technique fails, Han Hao will be in trouble if he wants to defeat Lu Zhenghai.
Han Hao seemed to have taken this into consideration as well. His face turned cold, and the swirling sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling cold light. Immediately, I saw that the sword was divided into two, and the two was divided into four. After a while, the air was filled with hundreds of sharp swords. Han Hao's mind moved, and the hundreds of swords immediately stabbed towards Lu Zhenghai from all directions. Lu Zhenghai's face changed slightly, his wrist was raised, and a layer of silver light appeared on the silver whip, and it spun quickly. Not long after, the eight-foot-long silver whip formed a thick shield of light around him, protecting him in the middle. This action of his had just been completed, and the hundreds of swords were just attacking. When the two were connected, I saw that on the light shield, it was like a clear lake, and those precious swords were like finely broken stones, with waves of ripples swaying on it. After a round of attacks, the thick light shield was still intact, and Lu Zhenghai, who was in it, was safe and sound.
Han Hao frowned, the strength of his opponent was obviously beyond his expectations. He stood upright in the air, stretched out his hand to recall the sword, looked down at Lu Zhenghai, and said indifferently, "It seems that those third-rate sects are not useless, they can actually cultivate a strong person like you." Lu Zhenghai's lips slightly raised, his words contained He sarcastically said, "Your Excellency is joking. People like me are not qualified to be compared with your respectable and respectable disciples." Han Hao actually nodded his head and said, "You are right, the third-rate sects will never be the same again. No matter how powerful it is, it can't be compared to the famous and decent, because there is no comparison between the two. If you are not convinced, I will let you see it." The voice fell, and he raised his sword with one hand and pointed it at the sky. Suddenly, a huge momentum burst out from his body, like a gust of wind, swept away to the surrounding.
And a dazzling cold light suddenly burst out from the sword of the sword. It's like a round of daylight, making people dare not look directly. Seeing this, the people watching below suddenly said in shock: "That is the town-style swordsmanship of Zijianmen, the Thirteen Swords of Cangyun."