Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 616

[Chapter 616 Let’s Fight]

The Son of Meteor exclaimed and staggered back in the air.

“Saint Son of the Meteor Star, just because you are also worthy of a sword? Also worthy of a fight with Senior Brother Ding?”

A loud voice like rolling thunder rumbled over from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling sound of the earth, which was extremely strange. The sound was getting closer and closer, accompanied by the violent earth shaking and tremor, as if it was an earthquake, which was extremely terrifying.

Everyone could not help but turn their heads to look.

I saw the ice peaks in the distance suddenly exploded with a loud bang, huge ice cubes splashed and rolled down, and there was a faint flickering figure in the ice dust, jumping like a star ball and jumping like a stream of fire, a jump is a The distance of two kilometers, every time it fell, it was like a meteor hit the ground, and the ice peak under the foot was smashed and exploded.

However, his whole body leaped thousands of meters with the help of this rebounding force.

Along the way, the ice peaks cracked and the glaciers collapsed.

It’s like a demon god who broke out of a prison like a god.

In the blink of an eye, the figure came close, banged, and landed on the top of an ice peak several thousand meters away from the Thousand Cold Absolute Peak, stopped, and showed its true colors.

It was a black and strong young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

He is burly, his muscles swelled like a hill like a knife and axe, full of metal power texture, wearing a tiger skin cape, hunting and flying in the cold wind, black iron heart guards on his chest, and animal leather boots , holding a pale yellow crossbow in his hand, facing the Meteorite Son in the distant sky.

Countless people took a breath at this moment.

Another terrific powerhouse.

Wherever he went, almost everything was destroyed. The power of the flesh seemed to be a divine weapon of destruction. I didn’t know how many ice peaks and how many glaciers were broken along the way. It was simply a humanoid weapon.

“It’s him… it’s him, the named disciple of the Sword Sect, Zhang Fan!” Someone in the distance exclaimed, recognizing that this black and strong young man who appeared in a shocking way was the one who was in the battle of [Tianyin Valley] in the past. , Zhang Fan, who defeated Fang Xiaoan, the head of Qingping College, with two swords.

There was a stir in the crowd.

“Who are you, you don’t know whether to live or die, and you dare to interfere in my affairs?” Meteor Saint Son shouted angrily. He didn’t know Zhang Fan, and he accumulated infinite killing intent in his heart.

Today was the day he had been waiting so hard for the world-shattering fame, and he actually suffered from continuous deflation, which made the anger in his heart almost uncontrollable.

Zhang Fan was silent.

The Orion boy took a deep breath, took a stance under his feet, his waist and eyes were united, he held the pale yellow longbow in his hand, and his arms stretched out like a black iron hill, only to hear a clear creaking sound in the air. With a muffled sound, the pale yellow longbow was slowly pulled away.

The longbow was finally pulled like a full moon, and the entire body of the bow shone with a pale yellow light.

The brilliance flashed above the bowstring, and a large pale yellow arrow grew out of nothing and slowly formed.

This bow is really huge, standing on the ground as tall as a person, the bow body is simple, the whole body is yellow, and there are no runes or patterns on it. It is like a rock carving. , It is also more than two meters long, and its shape is extremely exaggerated, flashing with golden flames.

This pale yellow arrow is just a phantom.

But it gives a real metallic feel.

The tip of the arrow was aimed at the Son of the Meteor in the sky.

Zhang Fan’s whole person is like a statue, full of the beauty of violence and killing, and he shouted: “Saint Son of the Falling Star, dare to take an arrow from me?”

The Meteorite Son was furious, and without thinking about it, he sneered: “Why don’t you dare…”

The voice did not fall.

call out!

A golden light flashed across the sky.

At this moment, countless people felt that their eyes were going to be blinded by that bright streamer.

As if something terrifying, broke out of the cocoon at this moment.

A force indescribable in words instantly pierced through the sky, as if something unstoppable was venting out. Between the lightning and the fire, the streamer pierced through the void and disappeared in the sky in the distance, and in the sky, But left a clear crack.

Only a few truly strong men understood what was going on.

Most people are still sluggish.

In the sky, the Meteorite Son and the three mysterious white-haired old servants around him stood stunned, with expressions of uncontrollable fear on their faces.

On the top of the ice peak, Zhang Fan still maintained the posture of opening the bow, but the pale yellow longbow had returned to its original state, and the big arrow on the string had been shot long ago.

Between heaven and earth, there is a deadly silence.

Everyone was still immersed in the mighty arrow of the earth-shattering weeping ghosts and gods just now.

Also at this time…

call out!

Buzz!

The sharp whistling sound of the big arrow breaking through the air, and the humming sound of the bowstring trembling sounded between the heavens and the earth.

Then there were four consecutive pops and pops.

What no one expected happened, and saw the blood mist flying in the void, the bones sputtering, the Meteorite Son and the three mysterious white-haired old servants behind him, who had no injuries at all, but at this moment, Without warning, it exploded like a balloon that had been blown up.

One shot kill!

The air was filled with layers of blood.

In the sky, the cloud was divided into two, leaving this scar that was swept by the big arrow.

Countless people took a deep breath at this moment.

What kind of arrow is this, and what kind of power does it contain? This should be the pinnacle of archery, right?

It turns out that archery practice to the extreme is also so terrifying!

“Good bows, good arrows, good arrows!” The white and eloquent fat man with Zhao Feng’s ears closed his eyes, carefully aftertastes for a moment, showing a fascinated look, and sighed involuntarily: “I can’t think of this, it’s less than three or four. I haven’t seen you for a month, Brother Zhang Fan’s archery has become so powerful!”

The tall and thin young man with a sword in his hands said solemnly: “To be precise, his physical strength has reached an incredible level. This sword is shot purely with pure power… That bow was obtained by Brother Ding at the periphery of the pseudo-god city. One of the pseudo-god stone tools of the original, which had already dried up, unexpectedly regained its power!”

On another ice peak not far away, the extremely arrogant and domineering purple figure was also a little surprised at this moment. A pair of eyes stared at Zhang Fan on the distant ice peak, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

An arrow to honor!

Heaven and earth are silent.

For all Selangor warriors, they seem to have experienced a strange dream.

Especially when they knew that the arrow came from the hands of a named disciple of the Swordsman Sect, the shock in their hearts was indescribable.

The Son of Meteor has been shocking Selangor and no one dares to stop him these days, and the strength he has shown is definitely the number one in Selangor. His four mysterious white-haired old servants are also unfathomable, killing people like hemp, and one of them can be swept away. Selangor Martial Arts, but it is such a combination that is absolutely invincible to them, and they can’t even catch an arrow.

So to say……

The previous legends about Ding Hao and Zhang Fan are all true.

At this moment, almost all the Xuezhou warriors vaguely understood one thing – the rise of the Swordsman Sect seemed to be unstoppable.

The reason why these two words seem to be used is because the only doubt at the moment is that the [Prodigy] Mu Tianyang of Qingping College also returned from the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], if he also has a chance to meet Ding Hao and Zhang In any case, Qingping College can still contain Wen Jianzong.

In this way, today’s Qianhan Juefeng battle becomes even more important.

It will determine the future of Martial Arts in Selangor.

In the distance, a stream of light flashed across the sky, and they landed on the ice peak that Zhang Fan was standing on one after another. They were all young men and women. It was Ren Xiaoyao, Li Lan, Wang Xiaoqi, Ximen Qianxue and others. They came here. Help Ding Hao.

Zhang Fan put away his long bow and stood quietly among a group of handsome men and beauties, looking inconspicuous at all.

But in this world, no one dared to underestimate this young hunter with an old and solid appearance.

Fight to fame.

The Meteorite Son and the others are like a joke, a group of jumping clowns, stepping stones, their only role today is to set off Zhang Fan’s strength and terror.

“The trash has been swept away, let’s fight!”

Ding Hao stood on the north peak, and when he pointed it out, the sword light suddenly diffused in the void.

The sword light in the sky swept towards Mu Tianyang.

Clang!

Mu Tianyang’s eyes opened and closed, the light shot out, the snow sword unsheathed, and he slashed in the air.

The sword light that filled the sky was woven into a net, and it was immediately cut in half by this sword, and it was wiped out in the void.

But at this moment, Mu Tianyang had already merged his sword and man, turned into a streamer, shot up like lightning, and attacked Ding Hao.

“Good come!”

The rusty sword and the magic sword appeared in his hands instantly, Ding Hao shouted and rubbed his body up.

The battle kicked off in an instant when many people had not recovered from the shock of Zhang Fan’s shocking arrow.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

In the air between the South Peak and the North Peak, clusters of dazzling sparks suddenly erupted.

The sound of the fierce collision of weapons was as continuous as rain hitting a banana.

The sight of ordinary warriors has been unable to capture the two figures holding swords. In the void, there are only endless streamers swirling back and forth, drawing traces of antelope hanging on their horns.

Occasionally the space paused, and two figures appeared in the line of sight.

Just when many people tried to capture the state of the two, suddenly there was a flash of sword and streamer, smashing the figure.

It turned out to be an afterimage left in the void during high-speed movement, not the real bodies of Ding Hao and Mu Tianyang.

For many warriors in Selangor, this was definitely a scene that dazzled them.

Although there was no terrifying profound energy wave that was as majestic as a sea, but such a high-speed movement technique and a speed that they could not catch the sword and the sword were beyond their reach and imagination.