Martial God Sovereign Chapter 2635: The speed of the flying sword

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Han Yu thought he could get rid of He Gaoshan, but suddenly a sharp piercing sound came, which aroused his vigilance.

"The sharp sound of piercing the air, with a fierce aura, like a sword coming out to kill!"

Han Yu turned his head and showed the Sky Eye, his eyes pierced through the void, and he saw beyond the endless galaxy. A streamer appeared in Han Yu's sight.

It is a person flying at high speed with a broad sword under his feet.

"Flying sword?" Han Yu exclaimed.

The flying sword is a magic weapon that has long been lost in the cultivation world. It is a kind of sword whose main function is flying. According to legend, only the master craftsman of the ancient times mastered the special craftsmanship.

In ancient times, flying swords were a very common means of transportation. Because of the disappearance of the profession of Master Craftsman in the cultivation world, Feijian also disappeared in the long river of history.

Han Yu didn't expect to be lucky enough to see this lost thing today, but it turned out to be in the hands of the enemy.

"It is worthy of being a magic weapon that once swept the world, this speed is simply unparalleled!"

Han Yu sighed, He Gaoshan, who uses a flying sword to travel, is much faster than Han Yu is now.

Han Yu did not hesitate to display the Jinpeng Splitting Sky Step. Now Han Yu has cultivated the Jinpeng Splitting Sky Step to the point where he can reach a thousand miles, coupled with the unpredictable power of the void, the speed is unparalleled.

"Is this still a kid in the middle of the gods?" He Gaoshan was shocked.

Han Yu, who showed Jinpeng's Sky Step, changed his speed instantly. If he hadn't stepped on the Flying Sword, He Gaoshan would soon be thrown off by Han Yu.

"Hmph, no matter how fast you are, how can you be faster than the flying sword I got in the ancient ruins!" He Gaoshan snorted after being shocked, and urged the flying sword to chase Han Yu.

As soon as the two of them chased and drove up, they both played their speed to the extreme.

Although Han Yu's speed has reached a quite terrifying point, he is not as good as He Gaoshan's flying sword after all.

When the distance between the two reached a million miles, Han Yu stopped decisively and rushed towards He Gaoshan.

"Hmph, find your own way!" He Gaoshan sneered, Han Yu's choice was exactly what he wanted.

Suddenly, a colorful sword appeared in Han Yu's hand, like the best colored glaze. Under the impetus of Han Yu, the extremely splendid sword aura spurted even more, but under the splendid appearance, there was endless murderous intent.

"Is this the sword that killed Xiao Yangyun? It's indeed a sword made of sacred material, colorful gold, but such a sword, how could it fall into the hands of an ordinary disciple of Wan Jianzong? Isn't that greedy?" He Gaoshan asked, his eyes getting more and more fiery.

"Boom!"

The two are about tens of thousands of miles apart, and Han Yu didn't hesitate to cleave the multicolored **** gold sword in his hand. The terrifying sword power cut the world and turmoil.

The sword intent is permeated, letting the nine days of wind and cloud surging.

"Sure enough, it is a killer, but such a killer falls in your hands, and some pearls are covered in dust!"

Strong as He Gaoshan is also rare to get serious, without being stunned, controlling the flying sword to cross a wonderful arc, avoiding Han Yu's earth-shattering blow.

Han Yu let out a cold snort, and constantly waved the colorful **** gold sword, opening and closing, the terrifying sword aura spread across the world, intertwined into a net of swords, which made people unavoidable.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying breath came out from He Gaoshan.

I saw a seven-story small tower rushing out of its body, suspended above its head, slowly rising and falling, seeming to suppress all things in the world.

"Lock the tower, suppress!"

He Gaoshan gave a soft drink, and the seven-story tower suddenly flew up, the milky white light was flourishing, facing the storm, and soon it became tens of thousands of feet high and suppressed.

"Boom boom boom..."

Suotian Pagoda is like the sky smashed down, and there is nowhere to hide anything.

The Suotian Tower pushed through the void and rammed towards Han Yu. The successive sword qi was smashed by the Suotian Tower.

"Xiao Ping, although the sword is a good sword, it depends on who will use it. You really humiliate this sword!" He Gaoshan stood on the flying sword, with his head high and his chest tall, he sarcastically said. .

"If I am in the same state as you, I will slaughter you like a dog!" Han Yu responded strongly.

The colorful magic sword in his hand was stabbed straight out by him.

This time, Han Yu didn't urge his sword qi, and all his vitality was poured into the colorful magic sword and sword. The colorful **** golden sword rose up against the storm, turned into thousands of feet long, and hit the Suotian Tower heavily.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the Suotian Tower was shaken and flew back. Han Yu was also snorted and flew backwards, his right hand holding the sword tore, blood flowed.

"It's worthy of being a strong man with half of his feet on the peak of the gods!" Han Yu sighed. The powerhouses of the late Celestial Gods weren't Han Yu's enemy at all.

"Go!"

He Gaoshan yelled, his sleeves rolled, and a wave of air hit the Suotian Tower, and Suotian Tower once again suppressed Han Yu.

Han Yu didn't shy away, and when he raised the colorful **** gold sword, he slammed.

"Dangdangdang..."

Soon, the two magic weapons fought hundreds of times, and Han Yu's hands were shattered, and his arms became numb. And on the Suotian Tower, there were also many sword marks of different depths.

He Gaoshan watched for a while, his brows jumped wildly, and he was furious: "Child, hand over the sword in your hand, I can still consider sparing you!"

Han Yu sneered and said: "Finally show your dirty fangs, are you here for my colorful sword, right?" He Gaoshan shook his face and hummed: "Since you already know My purpose is better. I can give you a promise, as long as you hand over the colorful **** golden sword to me, not only will I not kill you, but our Five Elements Sect will not pursue your fault again. From then on, Wan Jianzong and Our Five Elements School, still

Good friends! "

Han Yu sneered and shook his head, and said, "I'm afraid this will disappoint you. Not only will I not hand over the sword to you, I want your life!"

After finishing speaking, Han Yu stabs the colorful **** golden sword abruptly. Above the multicolored **** gold sword, a terrible sword aura gushed out again, instantly cutting the void in half.

He Gaoshan controlled the Suotian Pagoda to resist, and the two handed over. Although the sword qi exploded, there was another sword mark left on the Suotian Pagoda, making He Gaoshan furious.

"Little thief, you really don't know how to live or die. I really think you are holding a sword, so I can't help you?" He Gaoshan stretched out his left hand, put the Suotian Tower into his palm, and made his right hand into a fist. Come to kill.

"Boom!"

He Gaoshan displayed the Mahayana Dao Fist like lightning, and the scars of heaven and earth were condensed on his arms, and everything was unbreakable.

Before, Zhang An, a strong man in the late stage of the gods, could not resist. The horror of this punch can be imagined.

Han Yu didn't dare to be careless, and urged the colorful magic sword and sword to greet him with all his strength.

"Boom!" With a loud explosion, the Mahayana Dao Fist was broken, and Han Yu was stunned and flew away.