Chapter 470 (1/2)

The Tianhuang sword pierces into the rock, with a terrible sword momentum. It takes the Tianhuang sword as the center and tyrannically opens around.

Shangguan Lan was trembling and stared at the sword. He said in a condensed voice, ”I'm afraid the grade of this sword is far beyond the heaven level.”

”Boom!”

At this moment, Su Ling's figure fell, and his strength poured out madly.

Staring at Su Ling who suddenly appeared in front of him, Shangguan Lan's face was dark, looked very serious, said with a gloomy face: ”ha ha, Su Ling, you finally came.”

”Damn you!”

Su Ling's eyes were fierce, staring at Shangguan LAN coldly and angrily.

Shangguan LAN immediately smiled a few times and said with a sneer: ”I thought that the honing of 100000 mountains could make you reach the five levels of Zhenwu level. You are really disappointing. You are the two levels of Zhenwu level. I'm afraid it's a problem whether you can take my move or not depending on your level cultivation.”

As soon as the voice fell, Shangguan LAN came out in a tyrannical shape. He pinched out his overbearing palm, urged the dark Qi of his whole body, and used his avalanche palm to fight Su Ling.

This palm print is very overbearing. It's frightening to carry the trend of destroying mountains and splitting stones.

Wu Qicai spewed blood from his mouth and turned pale. At that moment, he really thought he would be killed. Fortunately, Su Ling appeared in time to save him, otherwise he would really die. He owed Su Ling a life.

Seeing that Shangguan LAN used the avalanche palm, Wu Qicai was shocked and shouted, ”Su Ling, this palm is a ground level skill. Don't take it hard.”

Wu Qicai is a sword cultivator who understands the sword potential. With his realm cultivation, his strength is absolutely not weak. But the sword power he just displayed collapsed under Shangguan Lan's palm, and there was no power at all.

Now, Su Ling has just stepped into the second level of Zhenwu. There are four small gaps between Su Ling and Shangguan LAN. If she takes this palm, Su Ling is likely to be killed.

Thinking of this, Wu Qicai suddenly changed his face and shouted, ”Su Ling, you can't take the power of this palm. Get away!”

For Wu Qicai's reminder, Su Ling just smiled faintly. He won't take Wu Qicai's words to heart. After all, Wu Qicai doesn't understand his real strength.

At this moment, Shangguan LAN is tyrannical. His palm print is so overbearing and contains endless mysterious Qi. He rolled towards Su Ling.

Su Ling frowned. When Shangguan Lan's palm print was about to fall, he immediately sneered and said indifferently: ”rats and ants dare to fight with me, it's like dying!”

At this moment, Su Ling waved his arms and didn't even draw his sword. He crazy drove the power in his body, and the vast Xuanqi became choppy.

”Big Buddha's thunder palm!”

Su Ling said angrily.

Shangguan LAN can't imagine that Su Ling, whose realm cultivation is only the double of Zhenwu realm, dares to compete with him. Isn't this death?

”Hum! I thought you had a lot of tricks. But now it seems that you are really thousands of miles away from your senior brother Dan Wuchen. When I slap you, take your head off your neck and see what Dan Wuchen will look like?”

Shangguan LAN suddenly snorted coldly and laughed wildly.

”Why do you still want to kill me? Hehe, I'm afraid you don't have the qualification!”

Su Ling's dark Qi gathered towards the palm of his hand. For a while, the golden light condensed in his palm. At the same time, it was also mixed with a trace of lightning brilliance, which was very extraordinary.

Shangguan LAN is fearless. Although Su Ling is fierce and overbearing, Su Ling's cultivation is humble. Shangguan LAN believes he can kill Su Ling.

”Die!”

Shangguan LAN shouted, and the palm print fell suddenly.

”There will be dead people, but it must be you!”

Su Ling's face suddenly sank and also blew out her palm print.

While talking, I only heard ”roaring...” several loud noises. Su Ling and Shangguan Lan's palms collided fiercely.

The force of terror swept out, and the residual power generated after the palm prints collided with each other was also swept back. Wu Qicai was seriously injured. Under the influence of this residual power, he flew several meters to the rear and fell to the ground.