Peerless Battle Spirit - 711. The seven hundred and tenth chapter overturns the audience

The seven hundred and tenth chapter overturns the audience

Master Hall.

Asked the ancestor’s face, gloomy and terrifying, as if a storm was coming.

In Wendao Mountain, the dignified martial sage, being suppressed by a foreign venerable steadily retreats, how embarrassing is this? What’s more, the major giants are all here to watch the battle.

“However, how come this guy’s knife and fighting methods are a bit familiar?”

The ancestor of the question revealed a trace of suspicion. When thinking about it, a divine thought was passed. In any case, their plan failed, and this farce will also be over.

At this moment, in space.

boom!

Qin Nan didn’t give him any chance to breathe. He took a big step, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the knife in his hand spewed out the meaning of time and the meaning of the god of war.

“court death!”

Zhang Bifan smeared anger on his face.

His martial sage was repelled by a venerable man. This is a shame!

“Qui Fang Tiandi, ask Fengyun, Boundless Saint, Sword of Dao Slayer!”

Zhang Bifan gave a sharp and long roar, and the power of the saint in his body swiftly revolved, and the power of heaven and earth in all directions, rolling in, actually evolved a terrifying holy sword.

In front of this holy sword, thousands of avenues must be cut to pieces!

“break!”

Zhang Bifan waved his hand, and the holy sword suddenly slashed down. The majestic momentum and endless holy light swallowed Qin Nan’s figure directly.

In an instant, Qin Nan didn’t hesitate at all, his left arm suddenly raised.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The gushing holy light swept around continuously.

Huh!

At this moment, Qin Nan’s figure suddenly rose to the sky, without any harm, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more intense.

“How is it possible!” Zhang Bifan stared at the scene in front of him, his eyes widening.

This is his sword that condenses the power of the saints!

How could the Venerable stop it?

“Gathering the sky with one blow, boundless sword intent, tearing through the sky!”

With a long scream, Qin Nan gathered countless strength from the furious ancient sword, turned it into a terrifying sword aura, and severely chopped it down at Zhang Bifan’s head.

“The body of the saint!”

Zhang Bifan’s scalp numb, and the holy light covers his whole body.

Boom boom boom!

Qin Nan’s broad sword suddenly fell, like a violent storm, defeating Zhang Bifan’s steadily fighting, a holy light, shattered after being condensed, and condensed again after being shattered, without any power to fight back.

At this moment, in front of many casual repairs and many giants, an incredible and extremely shocking scene appeared!

A martial artist!

Now being suppressed by a venerable, an ancient knife, retreat in a row!

“Devil’s robe, heavenly sword howl!”

Qin Nan’s figure suddenly stopped, and Zhang Bifan’s pressure was suddenly lightened.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Nan’s dark robe turned into a black light, like a big snake, wrapped around the ancient wrath sword, instantly covering it, making the power of the entire ancient sword even more terrifying.

This is another function of the Demon God Robe.

Offensive and defensive!

“cut!”

The tip of the knife in Qin Nan’s hand trembled, and the terrible knife energy tore down.

“Martial Soul Released!”

Zhang Bifan’s face changed drastically. At this moment, his arrogance and majesty as a martial sage, etc., were all struck by the cruel reality and no longer existed. Moreover, the power of this sword is really terrifying in Thailand, if he doesn’t use his martial spirit, he can’t resist it at all.

Wow.

Eight golden lights shining behind Zhang Bifan, a shield-shaped martial soul rose up, smashing away the strong pressure.

Boom!

The big knife slashed on the shield, and there was a earth-shaking explosion, and the whole shield was buzzing and trembling.

Zhang Bifan’s face changed drastically, flushed instantly, and there was a burst of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Wuhun was hit hard, and his whole person was naturally injured!

“not enough!”

When Qin Nan saw this scene, his eyes showed a bright light.

He used the Heavenly Convergence Strike to gather a variety of attacks, coupled with the Demon God Robe, to enhance the power of the ancient sword, yet he still couldn’t cut Zhang Bifan to pieces.

In other words, although he now has the strength to counter Wu Sheng Yizhong, he does not have the strength to kill Wu Sheng Yizhong.

“Um?”

Qin Nan’s eyes were startled.

In his left arm, there was a trace of enthusiasm, as if there was an ancient and wild power, just about to awaken.

“Could it be that God of War’s left arm began to release power?”

Qin Nan’s breathing was stagnant.

For a long time, after he obtained the left arm of the God of War, he could not exert any power, and could only use it to resist attacks. If the power of the left arm of the God of War were to be activated, how devastating would it be?

“Come and try!”

Qin Nan’s eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

Although this ray of enthusiasm is very small, if it is released, the specific power may be very powerful!

“Duan Qing, don’t stop me!”

At this moment, a roar resounded.

In the entire space, a large area of void collapsed, and an old man, with a gloomy complexion, stepped forward, and the power of the terrifying saint waved away.

The visitor, surprisingly, asked the Yin Lao among the three elders!

It turned out that after Zhang Bifan was suppressed, the ancestor asked the ancestors to transmit his voice instantly and sent the old man Yin, because in any case, Duan Qing could not be allowed to continue to be fierce.

Although the strength of Yin Lao, among the three elders in the question, ranked last, only Wu Sheng Sanzhong, but suppressing Duan Qing, there must be no problem.

“Old Yin is here.” Zhang Bifan felt relieved. If the old Yin didn’t come, he would be embarrassed today!

Huh!

Old Yin didn’t have any nonsense, stretched out his big hand, and the sky around him suddenly became dark, and five black giant claws condensed out, with ghosts howling, resounding in all directions.

Ancient art, yin god claw!

“So it’s you old fellow!”

Qin Nan looked at Yin Lao, the cold light in his eyes was even more compelling.

When he was in the land of death, the three elders of Wendao once, together with the ancestor of Wendao, shot them.

He will never forget that scene.

Buzzing…

Qin Nan felt something on his left arm, and the wisps of enthusiasm flowed more intensely.

“You’re just the third martial artist! You want to suppress me today? Unless you switch to a higher-level martial artist, that’s pretty much the same!”

At this moment, the war intent in Qin Nan’s heart, like a volcano, erupted directly.

Instead of retreating, he strode forward and rushed directly.

The left eye of the god of war, unleashing his power and insight into everything, Qin Nan’s figure turned into a cloud, as if he had predicted the place where the claw would fall, and floated past.

Swipe it!

After a short time to breathe, Qin Nan’s figure, like a demon god, descended in front of Old Yin.

“You still want to challenge me!” Yin Lao’s dark hair exploded in an instant, his eyes widened, and his anger went to the sky.

What a kid who doesn’t know the height of the sky!

“God of War strikes!”

Qin Nan raised his left arm abruptly, and all the power of the sage poured into it frantically, causing his left arm to emit a faint light, and slammed towards the old man.

boom!

At this moment, the world faded.

It seemed that the gate of the ancient times was opened, and the boundless strength, like water from the sky, came violently.