Chapter 2378 (1/2)
In a flash.
A figure comes down from the sky.
All of a sudden, no trace of shadow, like an illusion, came out of the air.
He is white, white, even with silver hair. He has a very tall and slender body. His temperament is as cold as a knife. He has long hair and a beautiful face. If his Adam's apple is not obvious, he thinks she is a woman.
In his hand, he held a sword, even the sword, which was silver white. On the hilt, there were two ancient characters: Jiuhan.
The sword is called Jiuhan.
It's an imperial army.
What's more, what makes all the students present unbelievable is
The realm of Si Han.
The late stage of the ninth floor of zhengaohuangjijing!!!
A breakthrough.
I haven't seen him for a while. He broke through again.
Isn't the speed of this breakthrough too terrifying?
What's more, in the later stage of the ninth floor of zhenjiaohuang's polar realm, can they compete with Geng demon, the second one in the ancient holy list?
”Very good.” Su Chen also stares at Si Han. In his heart, he is still a little surprised, stronger than he imagined.
It's worthy of being the top demon in the holy palace.
”The atmosphere is very stable and the foundation is very solid. It should be able to fight over the level. The actual combat effectiveness is better than that of the general zhenjiaohuangjijing at the peak of the ninth floor.” Su Chen secretly estimates that, of course, even so, it's nothing.
”Younger martial brother Su, you still have a choice.” The cold light and quiet road, in the voice, is cold, is a trace of yin and soft, just like the darkness without the sun, the whole person, just like an ice blade.
”I choose, challenge.” Su Chen smiles.
As soon as that is said.
Don't say that the students in the audience, even Sihan himself, are a little surprised.
Even if he has stood in front of Su Chen, will su Chen still fight?
Si Han admits that he has some courage to admire Su Chen.
”One move, you only need to take me. If you take it, then you win.” Si Han was silent for a moment.
He is serious.
Su Chen, 800, has the courage to challenge himself.
Such courage, such belligerence, such martial arts talent, Si Han feels that Su Chen's future achievements are more than Qu Mu's.
So, he wants to sell his personal feelings to Su Chen.
It's also a disguised investment.
What's more, Si Han knows better. At this moment, all the old monsters in the holy courtyard, including the Dean, are staring at Su Chen and themselves. They are really fighting each other. Even if they want to seriously hurt or even kill Su Chen, they can't do it. In this case, why bother the dean and the senior old monsters in the holy courtyard?
It has to be said that to come to the third place in the list of ancient saints is not only the absolute terror in talent, but also the mind.
”Yes.” Su Chen nods, it doesn't matter.
The next moment.
Suddenly, Si Han pulled out the sword of ”nine colds” in his hand.
Sword out.
All things are fixed.
Space solidification.
The whole space has become a cold world.
Tens of thousands of students were present. At this moment, there was only a sense of despair and helplessness in which the spirits were frozen.
The body of Jiuhan sword is translucent.
On top of it, there are a few sharp ice flowers. Look carefully, those sharp ice flowers seem to have vitality in general, and they are diffuse and wandering.
Jiuhan sword is held by Sihan. Inexplicably, there is a sense of harmony between sword and people. It seems that the two should be one.