Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 260: It’s easy to shake the mountain, but it’s hard to shake me

This battle is the most tragic battle since the Tianjiao battle for supremacy began.

Bang bang bang!

Han Bu loses the mountain-moving sword style, which is constantly being broken.

Accurately speaking, under Cao Potian's boxing skills, Han Bubu couldn't stand his momentum at all, and was constantly being blasted, spurting blood, and falling.

Clap.

Han Bubao landed again.

The blood is like a small stream, flowing around.

There was an exclamation from the seats on all sides.

Many people can't wait to cover their eyes.

Unconsciously, many people's feelings for Han Bubu have changed from contempt to sympathy, and from sympathy to admiration.

Because in such a battle that he knew he was going to lose, he was already injured so badly, just one sentence could end the pain and still preserve the honor of the swordsman, but Han Bubu chose to persevere.

This appearance is not very good, and his strength is not strong. Even a boy with ordinary sword skills, even if he is seriously injured and almost unable to get up, he still maintains a vigorous fighting spirit.

His spirit is like a burning torch.

It made many people feel ashamed.

"Moving mountains..."

Han Bubu slowly stood up.

His bones have been broken into pieces.

There were even a few ribs, which were directly broken, puncturing the skin, and the white stubble was shocking.

Reluctantly leaning on the same mottled and broken sword, he seems to be really moving a majestic mountain. Even if the movement is slow enough to be like an ant, he finally lifts the sword little by little. stand up.

Mountain-moving swordsmanship.

Start-up.

Fire burns in his eyes.

"Please."

Han lives up to his word.

Cao Potian's face was grim, and he didn't show the slightest pity.

Because he knew that at this time, Lin Beichen must be in his locker room, watching the battle with gnashing teeth. At this time, he must be shocked and angry, but he couldn't do anything.

Cao Potian has forgotten that the last time he was so deliberate, even if he was stained with mud, he had to calculate and deal with a person. When was the time.

Ever since he entered Baiyun City and received Bai Haiqin's favor, he has not experienced failure for too long, nor has he experienced the taste of getting nothing.

But Lin Beichen, the prodigal son, appeared like a nightmare in his originally smooth life. From the beginning of the sword test, he constantly challenged his bottom line.

It's a pity.

North Barren Mountain's plan failed to kill this bastard.

Not only failed to kill, but made him stronger.

The sense of urgency and pressure to keep being chased, like a thorn in the heart, drove him crazy.

Therefore, before the team competition, this prodigal must be given the greatest stimulation. It is best to make Lin Beichen unbalanced, angry, and irrational, so that he can be completely defeated in the team capture the flag battle.

For him, it's just taking advantage of the situation.

Even this

At that time, he clearly felt that the emotional balance of the audience of more than 6,000 people had begun to tilt towards Han Bubu, and there was some resistance to him, but Cao Potian still didn't care.

It's just a small town in the middle of nowhere.

Not in his eyes at all.

“Don’t give up yet?”

Cao Potian walked slowly to Han's three meters away.

He looked down at the blood that was flowing on the ground and condensed into a puddle of blood, which could reflect people's shadows like a mirror, smiled lightly, and said: "You have reached this level, it is already the limit, even if you admit defeat at this time, Lin Beichen has no reason to accuse you."

Han Buwen barely had the strength to speak at this time.

His legs are shaking, his body is shaking, his arms are cramping because of blood loss and exhaustion, not fear.

It's hard to believe what force kept him from falling.

But he's still standing.

Can also raise a sword.

I still want to fight.

Cao Potian's face is full of sarcasm: "The trapped beast is still fighting, not glory, but a shame of dying. No matter how stubborn you are, I will not hold back the slightest..."

Speaking, he punched slowly.

The golden profound energy was condensed and condensed on the fist, forming a golden fist mark.

This punch is slow.

But the power contained in it is greater.

Cao Potian had a cruel smile in his eyes.

He was capturing even the slightest tinge of fear that might appear on Han Bubu's face.

However, what he saw was the indescribable firmness in those burning eyes.

And for a moment, a blazing sun-like radiance suddenly erupted without warning.

"I'm not testing your strength for classmate Lin."

Han Bubu suddenly burst out.

His roar sounded like volcanic lava spewing out of his throat: "You won't know, you won't understand, you're not Lin's opponent at all, he never put you in his eyes, And you've just been ridiculously self-indulgent all the time..."

His speech has never been so fast.

His voice has never been so hot.

He roared: "I fight for myself, for the name of my swordsman, Han Bubu... Remember my name, my name is Han Bubu, I am the arrogance of the empire, I... choose to always fight before!"

His whole body suddenly burst out with incomparable earth-type profound energy.

His entire being was enveloped in this splendid brilliance.

"It is easy to shake a mountain, but difficult to shake me. My name is...Han-no-negative!"

He roared loudly, spinning like a sword, and a huge earth-based shield with a diameter of two meters suddenly formed in front of him, as if it was a basalt armor.

"It's a killer move!"

Liu Qihai stood up abruptly and lost his voice: "This is the ultimate move of the mountain-moving swordsmanship... It's worth noting that he actually catalyzed the evolution of this two-star swordsmanship's ultimate move!"

Han Bubu's cultivation of the mountain-moving swordsmanship shouldn't be at this level.

At this moment, Chu Hen, Bai Qiyun, Yue Hongxiang and the others all felt numb, as if they had been electrocuted

Like, goosebumps all over my body.

In the roar of Han Bubu, the audience in the audience, at some point, silently stood up and stared at the ring.

Boom!

At this time, Cao Potian's slow fist finally bombarded the orange shield at this moment.

Boom boom boom!

The power of terror erupted one after another, like a torrent.

A visible airflow surged in the center of the battle between the two, forming a violent wind vortex, swirling wildly in the golden and orange profound energy.

A figure flew out of the wind vortex and stumbled to the ground.

It's not Han Bubu.

It's Cao Potian.

The proud blond boy was shocked and surprised at this time.

He couldn't believe that his punch, which was so light and heavy, was held up by Han Bubu's defensive sword move, and it knocked him out.

A trapped beast that was almost dying.

Why can such a power burst out?

Cao Potian couldn't understand.

In the surrounding auditorium, there was an uncontrollable burst of exclamations.

The chaotic vortex of cloud gas gradually dissipated.

Han Bu's stature stood firmly in place.

He holds a great sword high like an insurmountable statue of the **** of war, giving him a sense of absolute security that is trustworthy and dependable.

"I killed you..."

Cao Potian let out a furious roar.

He rushed towards Han Bubu quickly.

And just then—

Click!

The sound of metal shattering sounded.

A broken blade fell from the broken sword.

As if the first domino was knocked down, the huge remnant sword immediately shattered into pieces, turning into countless fragments the size of fingers, smashing in all directions, like metal butterflies flying in the sky ...

Looking at Cao Potian, who was rushing over in a rage, a sly smile suddenly appeared on Han Bujin's old-fashioned face.

"I lost."

The voice falls.

He fell on his back, blood gushing from wounds all over his body.

At this moment, the figure of the judge of the Education Department also rushed into the arena, appeared beside Han Bubu, and supported him.

"The battle is over."

The chief magistrate shouted.

Cao Potian's figure stopped abruptly.

He forcibly retracted the punch, shaking violently.

Because of anger.

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Thanks to the super handsome, looking up to heaven from hell, and book friend 58345719 for their monthly tickets and rewards.

Han does not bear this person. He plays a very important role in the transformation of the protagonist's spiritual world in the later period, so I wrote some of them with pen and ink. In addition, you don't really think that Ye Weiyang and the early morning are not in harmony. Is the protagonist scumbag jealous?