Immortal Martial God Chapter 2093: Show the cards

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The pseudo-god looked at Xiang Nan in surprise, and said: "It has absorbed so many world-destroying thunders."

He knew that Xiang Nan could absorb the power of the gods, but he never expected that Xiang Nan had collected so much.

The false **** at this time has the feeling of lifting a rock and hitting his own foot. That Xiang Nan is obviously using the power of the gods to deal with the gods.

And this battle also thoroughly let everyone see Xiang Nan's "deep background."

The average master can master one or two special skills, even if it is very powerful.

But this Xiang Nan's hole cards are played one after another, which is dazzling and seems endless.

Six prisoners, three have been defeated, and one maimed two deaths.

In the end, only Blue Spirit and two other prisoners were left.

The other prisoner's eyes flashed with excitement, and he was about to appear.

At this time, the pseudo-god grabbed his shoulders and shook his head: "The loss is too great. You can't ruin all the masters because of a game."

"I only ask you, how do you compare to the top three."

The prisoner said: "Slightly better than them."

The false **** shook his head: "It's far from enough to just win one head. You don't have to be on the stage. How about you?"

Speaking, the false **** looked at another prisoner, and the prisoner said: "Almost."

The false **** smiled and said: "Then, I can only let Lan Ling do it himself."

The two prisoners have nothing to say. Although they are not afraid of death, they are also very eager to fight Xiang Nan, but at this time, the false **** personally let Lan Ling appear on the scene, and there is no way to refute it.

From their attitudes, the audience found a lot of information, that is, among the six prisoners, Lan Ling is the number one master of doing my part, and it is recognized.

"Finally... it's my turn."

Lan Ling took a deep breath, smiled, and walked onto the field step by step with the loose robe on his shoulders.

His appearance aroused great expectations of all masters.

Xiang Nan also adjusted his mentality and prepared to face the strongest prisoner.

The Lan Ling did not take off the teaching gown, but walked directly to the opposite side of Xiang Nan, smiled slightly, and said: "Lingjiu Sect, Lan Ling."

Xiang Nan held his fist and said: "Hao Ranzong, Xiang Nan."

Lan Ling said: "Although I knew you were very good from the beginning, and your various performances have explained this, I still feel confident that I can beat you."

"But it's different now. I admit that I don't have absolute confidence to beat you. Fight with you. The victory of the two of us is 50-50 at most."

"You are strong, and stronger than ever before."

Xiang Nan nodded: "Thank you for your advice."

After all, the blue spirit pulled out a handful of hair from the long blue hair. These blue hairs are not the same as other hairs, but are thicker and longer.

At first, Xiang Nan only thought that this tuft of hair was just a longer and thicker hair tail, but now it seems that it is definitely not the case.

The blue spirit threw a handful of blue hair into the sky. These blue hairs suddenly glowed, making the sound of clank swords, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into ninety-nine handles of blue. The sword!

"So many..." Xiang Nan frowned.

A master who controls ninety-nine swords at the same time, but I have never seen one before.

Doesn’t it cause excessive distraction?

Lan Ling smiled slightly and said: "Please start."

"Please!" Xiang Nandao.

The blue spirit floated backwards suddenly, Xiang Nan saw that he knew that he was going to distance himself from him, and he couldn't let him succeed, so he quickly sprinted towards the blue spirit.

"It's wise, but it's ineffective." Lan Ling smiled and hooked his right index finger.

The ninety-nine blue swords hanging in the sky that day suddenly turned into a gust of gust of wind and rain, pouring down towards Xiang Nan!

Too many!

Ninety-nine swords, every sword, every second, can launch tens of thousands of consecutive sprints!

And ninety-nine swords, a total of nine hundred and ninety thousand thorns!

This can no longer be described by squally rain!

Xiang Nan's eyes dazzled, and then rushed up, only to accelerate the relative speed of himself and the countless blue swords!

That will allow the sprint power of the Blue Sword to be blessed to a terrifying level.

Xiang Nan only quickly changed the forward thrust to backward, and summoned two quenching suns, and at the same time he shouted: "Xuanwu Overlord!"

Clang clang clang...

Countless intensive blue sword strikes sounded on Xiang Nan for an instant.

These impact sounds are so dense that they even converge together, turning into a loud and reverberating hum.

But that noise has no end!

Xiang Nan held the giant sword horizontally in front of him, pierced his horse and forcibly used his domineering body to bear the impact of these sharp swords.

Those blue swords clanged at Xiang Nan's body, constantly pushing him back.

And his extremely sturdy overlord body, under the continuous and endless sprint, actually began to gradually weaken!

Because of these blue swords, every time they hit Xiang Nan, they will bounce off and shoot down again.

There is never an end!

Gradually, Xiang Nan's body has begun to have small wounds, which have been pierced by the sword.

There was an exclamation on the scene.

Lan Ling calmly said: "My sword, although not as high as yours, but fortunately, I use weapons and methods better than you."

This offensive is terrible!

One second is nine hundred and ninety thousand attacks, and two seconds is nearly two million!

No matter how strong the defense is, under the eternal and infinite impact, there will be a day when it will collapse.

Xiang Nan tried to launch a counterattack, but in the dense sword rain, there was no chance at all.

He was experiencing countless sprints up and down, every inch of his skin, every moment, and he couldn't even lift his arms.

Soon, Xiang Nan slipped and was forced to the edge of the wall.

He leaned his back against the wall, still working hard to support the enemy's attack.

"This trick is called Tiangang Imperial Swordsmanship, infinite thorns." Lan Ling smiled and explained: "The original Lingjiu Sect didn't have this trick. I created it myself and improved it many times." /

He propped his chin and said with interest: "If you can't even overcome this trick, then you probably won't see my more powerful means."

Xiang Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I originally wanted to keep one hand."

Hearing this sentence, the audience was numb. They had long been used to Xiang Nan's inexhaustible hole cards. At this time, they all shook their heads helplessly.

The blue spirit was extremely excited, and shouted: "I knew it! I knew you must have a stronger means!"

He licked his lips excitedly, and eagerly said: "Hurry up and break my infinite thorns! Come on!"

Xiang Nan took a deep breath and said: "As you wish."

"Sun magic, triple quenching sun!"

Boom!

A big sun fell suddenly and hit Xiang Nan fiercely.

"Oh my God!" The audience squeezed their hair hard: "That kind of terrible quenching sun can be superimposed three times!"

Xiang Nan's combat effectiveness instantly increased by a level, and his Xuanwu Overlord Body was also enhanced by this.

At this point, Xiang Nan put down the giant knife in his hand, but faced the countless sword rain and started walking towards Lan Ling.

Although he still couldn't walk fast, those sword rains could no longer pose a threat to him.

Countless sword rains pierced Xiang Nan's face, eyes, nose, ears, hands, body...

But an attack of that level could no longer hurt Xiang Nan.

"Thunder Dragon Palm!" Xiang Nan waved his hand as a palm, but seeing the terrifying power of the palm, he directly blasted countless flying swords!