Warlord of Chaos Chapter 289: Fighting

The red light in Arquette's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a heavy smell appeared in the flowing air at the same time. As Arquette's figure turned into faint afterimages, he passed tens of meters in an instant The distance, the sharp claws spread, and grabbed Han Jin's throat.

It is said that old people do not rely on their muscles and bones, but vampires are a special kind of life, and every vampire is a natural warrior. Although Arquette has been dormant for many years, his explosive power, speed, etc., are not any signs of degradation.

Han Jin didn't move at all, as if he couldn't see the powerful attack, but suddenly a white flame ignited in the air, blocking his throat.

Seeing that Arquette's fingertips were about to pass through the white flame, he suddenly changed his move, retracted his right claw, and stretched out his left claw, reaching for Han Jin's heart.

Another group of white flames appeared, blocking Han Jin's chest, and Arquette's figure slid to the side like flowing clouds and flowing water, flipped his right claw, and stabbed Han Jin's back neck.

Han Jin intentionally provoked Arquette, in order to induce Arquette to attack recklessly, and head-to-head with the Sanwei Zhenhuo he released. Now it seems that Arquette is not so easy to be fooled, Han Jin felt slightly A little disappointed, but he didn't have time to think about it, and released Sanmi Zhenhuo again to block Arquette's attack.

A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Arquette's mouth, and he flicked his fingertips, hitting the three-flavored real fire. The three-flavored real fire seemed to be hit by something, flying backwards, hitting Han On the back of Shin's head, it turned into a roaring flame.

Sanwei Zhenhuo is controlled by divine thoughts, no matter how amazing the momentum of the explosion is, it will not cause harm to Han Jin himself, but Arquette's fingertips suddenly accelerated, and they were close to the back of Han Jin's neck.

Han Jin was startled but not flustered. He was protected by the magic strike, and his reaction speed was extremely fast. He dodged to the side and then sank to the ground.

The next moment, Han Jin appeared tens of meters away. He touched the back of his neck with his hand, and when he retracted his hand again, his hand was already covered with bright red blood, but his expression was still very strange. Calm, as if he was not the one who was injured: "I heard from Guevara that there are some powerful people who can turn their spiritual power into reality, are you one of them?"

"Lord Raphael, if your weapon is just such a poor little flame, I think we can finish it." With a grin on his face, Arquette walked towards Han Jin step by step.

"It's over? It's still early." Han Jin suddenly let out a clear whistle, and a green light shot out like lightning, turning into a giant sword more than ten meters long, and then he stretched his body, straight He walked up to Alquette.

If a martial artist sees Han Jin's sword moves here, he might laugh out loud, but first he must be able to see clearly!

Han Jin has no attainments in swordsmanship at all. Although he has been taught by Guevara, it is far from making up for the huge gap (it is completely opposite to Brother Anfei-_-b), his sword moves There is only one advantage - fast!

Using his finger to control the sword, his fingertips swayed gently, and the giant sword swept across a space of tens of meters (the principle of leverage? ⊙﹏⊙b), and every time the sword is swept out, it can bring a piece of land around him. The world of flying sand and walking stones. Jian Guang forcibly broke through the air barrier at a speed beyond the limit, bringing out deafening sounds of wind and thunder.

The minotaurs in the distance could no longer see Han Jin's figure clearly. All they could see were waves of swords, which were endless. An illusion that will swallow the world.

Arquet's footsteps froze at dusk, and then quickly retreated. Han Jin's sword light was too fast, and he couldn't catch the direction with his eyesight, so he could only choose to avoid its edge.

Han Jin continued to sprint forward, and Arquette kept retreating. In the blink of an eye, Arquette had pushed out hundreds of meters. It was an unbearable humiliation for him to be forced to retreat by a human being. Arquette clenched his right hand into a fist and slowly retreated. When the cableway could no longer retract, his The fist condenses, and then strikes forward with a bang, the condensed spiritual power is like a huge iron cone, deeply embedded in the sword light.

If the sword light released by Han Jin is an endless wave, then Arquette's punch is like a rock that does not move. This is purely a confrontation of strength!

With a bang, the sword shadows all over the sky disappeared suddenly, and the sharp green light returned to its original shape, spinning like a weak straw and flying high into the sky, while Arquette took a few steps back one after another.

Han Jin's expression was still very calm, as if he had expected this scene, he was pinching his handprint with his left hand, (Xuejijiejie? (¯『¯)) was also chanting a mantra: "Ruyi Ruyi, God is shocked Return to fear..."

Han Jin continued to sprint forward, while Arquette kept retreating. In the blink of an eye, Arquette had withdrawn hundreds of meters. At some point, his pale cheeks turned blood red after not seeing the light for a long time (Arquette's face turned blood red? It swelled so much all at once?). It was an intolerable humiliation for him to be driven back by a human being. Arquette's right paw clenched into a fist, and slowly retracted until he could no longer retract, his fist condensed, and then he struck forward, the condensed spiritual power was like a huge iron cone, Deeply embedded in the sword light.

If the sword light released by Han Jin is an endless wave, then Arquette's punch is like a rock that does not move. This is purely a confrontation of strength!

With a bang, the sword shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and the sharp green light returned to its original shape, spinning like a straw that was about to become weak, and flew high into the sky, and Arquette also took a few steps back one after another.

Han Jin's expression is still very calm, as if he had expected this scene, his left hand is pinching his handprint, and he is also singing a mantra: "Ruyi Ruyi, gods and ghosts..." (Brother Calabash?)

Arquite took a long breath, and immediately swept forward, rushing towards Han Jin like lightning. With his strength, it still takes a few breaths of time to recover, and he doesn't believe that the opponent can recover faster.

Han Jin flipped his left wrist, and a silk thread radiating light appeared out of thin air, swimming quickly, like a spirit snake, it rushed towards Arquette.

Arquet repeated his old trick, flicked his fingertips, and a spiritual tentacles turned into substance blocked the silk thread. Unexpectedly, the silk thread was completely unstressed, twisted a little, and wrapped around Arquette's body. Arquette let out a snarl, and grabbed the silk thread tightly with his backhand, and immediately he was stunned. He could clearly see the silk thread, but he couldn't feel what he was grasping. In the blooming colorful light, the silk thread was wrapped around Arquette's body and began to tighten inward.

Han Jin's figure moved, and white fire **** appeared in his palm, hitting Arquette like a string of bullets.

In this life-and-death crisis, Arquette suddenly calmed down, and a wave of spiritual power undetectable to the naked eye was released from his body.

Boom...boom boom...a series of explosions sounded, and a physical barrier composed entirely of spiritual power appeared around Arquette's body. Crait deals damage.

Seeing that Sanwei Zhenhuo didn't work, Han Jin moved a little faster, rushed to Arquette in the blink of an eye, and punched Arquette **** the cheek.

It's just that his fist, like Sanwei Zhenhuo, was bounced off by a very flexible thing. But Han Jin didn't give up, he waved his fists vigorously, and attacked like a storm, and the spinning green light, also under the control of Han Jin's spiritual sense, hurriedly approached here.

Arquette's figure suddenly shot into the air like a cannonball. Amid the shrill howls that resounded throughout the plain, the silk threads tied to Arquette's body were stretched apart abruptly, but there were still some unstable. The silk thread sometimes tightened and sometimes swelled. Obviously, the magic power on the fairy rope was in a final confrontation with Arquette's spiritual power. (The same is true for Sun Monkey being tied up...)

Arquette's figure has been shrouded in a dazzling brilliance. At this moment, he doesn't have the smell of a fallen person from the abyss, but like a god's mansion descended into the world! impossible!

Han Jin was inexplicably shocked, but now is not the time to think and analyze. He immediately pinched the formula, appeared beside Arquette, and punched Arquette in the heart.

There was another howl. Arquette's figure suddenly turned into a silver bat, shot out like lightning, and the instantly tightened fairy rope caught nothing, and then turned into an inconspicuous silk thread.

Han Jin let out an angry roar, pinched the formula, and then a white light chased after him, hitting Arquette. A true fighter will never give up his belief until his last breath. Moreover, Han Jin knows very well that when the blood race releases the transformation technique, it is the time when they are most vulnerable!

The approaching green light swayed in the wind, and turned into a giant sword more than 20 meters long, slashing down silently with a mighty force.

Sure enough, Arquette, who was shrouded in the Purification Curse, screamed in pain. Not only was it painful, at this moment, he could neither see nor hear anything. Immediately, the huge sword fell on the head of the silver bat.

The blood shot out, and the silver bat fell to the ground like a stone, hitting the ground heavily. However, Arquette has returned to his original form, but the injury remains. Wisps of blood flowed from his forehead, dripped down his cheeks and nose, looking very miserable. At least it is much more miserable than Hanjin.

"It's been a long time... It's been a long time since anyone made me so embarrassed..." Arquette said softly. He watched the dripping blood quietly, there was no anger in his eyes, only a trace of regret.

Han Jin withdrew the immortal rope, and the Fa Jue pinched it, reappearing on the ground.

"Are you ready..." Arquette turned his gaze to Hanjin.

Han Jin gently stroked the green light in front of him with his fingertips, with a playful look on his face, without saying a word.

Alquette opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar, and Han Jin pinched the formula at the same time. However, when the roaring sound reached his ears, he suddenly felt that his mind was blank. He forgot his purpose, his way of teaching, and even his past and origin. The current Han Jin, just Like a person who has completely lost his memory and can't remember anything~IndoMTL.com~ Arquette swung his right fist, and a group of punches that could not be detected by the naked eye screamed and shot at Han Jin. As the strength of the fist approached, a shallow ditch appeared on the ground, like an invisible fish swimming.

Pain appeared on Han Jin's face, and he finally broke free from the blank space, but the strength of his fist had already rushed in front of him. With a touch of his finger, the green glow suddenly turned into a huge sword, blocking in front of him.

With a bang, in the head-to-head collision, the giant sword was shaken away again, and turned into a faint green light again. Twice successively, Han Jin was at a disadvantage, which proves that there is still a big gap between him and Arquette in terms of pure strength.

Qingmang flew backwards, and Han Jin raised his hand to catch his flying sword. The strength attached to the flying sword made him take two steps back before he stabilized his figure.

Arquet sneered. On the surface, he still dismissed Han Jin, but in fact he was really a little afraid. Han Jin's magic is too weird, and the magic props he owns are so mysterious and terrifying, he doesn't want to get close to Han Jin no matter what.

Arquette roared again, and before the sound wave approached, Han Jin took a deep look at Arquette, and his figure sank to the ground.