Chapter 662 (1/2)

”Retreat, they will die. If not, you will die together!”

Ji Fanshen showed her fierce face, and her whole body burst out like a tide.

At this moment, Chu Yan looks calm.

”I'm sorry, I won't step back, let alone die.”

”Heavy weapon!”

With a low drink, Chu yanheng holds the wave breaking sword, showing a trace of reluctance in his eyes, and then resolutely sweeps with the sword in his backhand.

”Extremely angry sword intention!”

”Clear lotus, sunset!”

Qinghe sunset, lotus leaf double wood cut third style, coagulation pulse environment can be repaired.

This skill was acquired by Chu Yan when he was in Changqing town. Because the setting sun of Qinghe was a defensive move, Chu Yan's character of pursuing stormy attack was inconsistent, so he never used it before.

Originally, Chu Yan thought that with the improvement of his realm, he would not have another chance to perform this martial art.

But at this moment, it can help him protect his partner behind him.

Shua!

The sword cut out a dazzling brilliance in an instant.

Guanghua in the air, like a lotus pond, gently swaying in the breeze, in sharp contrast to the fierce style of boxing.

The next moment, the sword and boxing, bang.

Dong!

Boom!

Bang!

Crackle!

In an instant, it seemed that the sound of countless steel plates crashing and exploding came.

At this moment, all the people at the scene felt that their eardrums were acupunctured, and their faces were in pain.

It's rolling, it's churning.

A stone slab was blown up in the air, and in a flash, it was smashed into rolling dust.

At the scene for a moment, the sand and stone flew up. Even if they were one meter apart, they could not see each other clearly.

But in this kind of explosive mischief, a huge sword, firmly inserted on the ground.

In the smoke, you can see that the hand holding the handle of the sword is still.

And behind the sword is a place of peace.

Boom boom!

Moments later, the explosion stopped, the hurricane stopped, and the dust and gravel slowly fell back to the ground.

Ji Fanshen sneered and held his arms to look forward.

Gradually, the corners of his mouth dropped down, and his eyes became confused, surprised and embarrassed.

”It's impossible!”

See sword kneeling on one knee on the ground, now look up to show a confident smile, looking at his Chu speech, Ji crazy God issued a roar.

”I said, I won't retreat, and I won't let you kill more people here.” Chu Yan light stand up, but did not go to plug in the ground breaking sword.

Ji kuangshen's eyes fell on the wave breaking sword. In a flash, her eyes condensed and her pupils contracted violently.

The huge sword, which had nearly cut off his wrist before, is now scarred and mottled, as if it had experienced a fierce battle. Not only the inscription was destroyed, but the whole sword is no different from the scrap metal.