Chapter 1217 (1/2)

Blood spring gushed out from jiannantian's wrist, shoulder, chest, abdomen and ankle.

After penetrating the body, the sword's power remained unchanged. Like eight long nails, he drove the sword straight down to the ground.

”I don't agree!”

Jian Nantian roars.

The blood in his mouth dyed his teeth red. At this moment, his expression looked like a madman, especially ferocious.

A dazzling white light emerged from his chest.

In the white light, you can see the shape of a small sword, trying to condense.

The reason why we use our efforts is that jiannantian has been severely damaged and the source of life is rapidly losing.

Now, it's much harder than in the past to use magic power again.

This is similar to the reason that Cui Derong was not able to display his aura due to his lack of aura.

However, jiannantian, with the support of a stream of anger, the supernatural power is gradually condensed.

The little sword became clearer and clearer, and the light was dazzling. It was about to split out of the white light.

All around the void, this moment, as if to be solidified.

Just like before the midsummer thunderstorm, there is a depressing smell in the air.

”Chu Yan, there is no follow-up means, you are waiting to be killed by me!

I'll tear the whole swamp to pieces. I don't believe you have to hide! ”

Jian Nantian's eyes are round, and there is endless resentment in his eyes.

Before that, he had never suffered such humiliation.

The sword is more concise.

The powerful edge cuts all around.

”It's almost there, it's almost there!”

Jian Nantian stares at the top of his chest with a grim smile.

But just at this time, a touch of white suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

This white is essentially different from that of the sword.

It's like snow, it's like ice.

But also with the unique chill of ice and snow.

”What is this?”

Jiannantian was stunned, and immediately he saw that the snow was flying all over the sky, pressing down on him.

In the snow, the ice cone, like a gun, stabs the sword which is about to condense.

”No!”

Jian Nantian gave a roar of grief and indignation.

As long as you wait for three or five more breaths, the sword will be formed. Unless the monk with the double mind of heaven takes the hand, it can't be stopped.

But now, just because it's so poor, at the end of the day, it falls short.

What makes jiannantian even more difficult to understand is, where did the ice and snow come from?

It's like it's out of thin air.

Just when he was in a rage, a ray of thunder followed.

Lightning interweaved into a net, and immediately shrouded him.

Zizi Zizi!

Crackle!

Jian Nantian's skin and flesh were all blown open, his aura was disordered, and he howled in pain.

Severe pain, at this time, also accelerated his thinking.

In his mind, he could not help but come up with all kinds of strange actions that Chu Yan had done before.

First, the crystal clear spear, then the thunder knife, and then the flame covered shield——

As soon as I thought of it, jiannantian felt a hot wave coming.

He raised his head and looked like a meteorite landing on the ground, toward the flame that crashed down on him, with an incredible look in his eyes.

What the hell is going on!

Why the order is the same as that of Chu Yan before.

Jiannantian remembers that he felt very strange at that time.

Because Chu Yan put it into the air for a while, but there was no reaction.