Chapter 208 The Power of the Bone Sword

  Boom!

  The ant king shone with golden light all over his body, and swung his fists, driving a gust of wind to hit the old woman.

   "What kind of boxing technique is practiced by this ant clan? It's so powerful. Every punch has aroused the aura of heaven and earth. It contains a great way, and it is not weak in the sword art at all." The bald bird was surprised.

  Chen Fan also nodded slightly. It has to be said that this ant king is too strong, with a kind of supernatural power that is unparalleled in combat power.

when!

  The old woman drew a sword track, which contained the mystery of water, and a sword fell on the fist of the ant king, and there was a crisp sound of iron clashing, which caused an invisible ripple in a radius of hundreds of meters.

And the countless sword lights floating behind her, like a shower, fell densely on the body of the ant king, but the power was really like raindrops, the ant king was covered with a hard shell, and the countless sword lights fell on him, instantly It just slackened and did no damage at all.

   Not only that, the ant king gained the upper hand with fist to sword, not only was unscathed, but also knocked the old woman back several meters, beating her into chaos.

"Old woman, using softness to overcome strength has long been outdated. This king is born with supernatural powers, and has long been able to use strength to overcome softness. It seems that the Fairy Sword Hall is nothing more than that." The ant king sneered again and again. Although his words angered the old woman, in fact he did not relax his vigilance. stared at the old woman.

   But the old woman's reckless fight was defeated this time, but she remained indifferent, and still held her sword to kill the ant king.

But Chen Fan was a little puzzled, perhaps because the onlookers were clear, he always felt that the old woman hadn't exerted her full strength, and it seemed that the old woman was at a disadvantage, but in fact, it seemed a bit like she was deliberately dragging the ant king, trying to exhaust her The strength of the opponent.

  Of course, the old woman didn't make it too obvious. She was really attacked by the ant king, and every punch hurt her.

   Soon, a few hours passed.

  The air was still filled with strong aura and fighting spirit. The Ant King and Master Shimizu also fought for thousands of rounds, but Chen Fan and the bald bird did not relax at all, and kept watching the battle situation closely.

  The sharp sword in the old woman's hand had already been breached by the ant king, and she herself had disheveled white hair and bleeding from the corner of her mouth. It seemed that she was really injured, but it was not serious.

"Something's wrong." The bald bird also saw a clue, and said with a frown, "This old woman's attack methods shouldn't be so weak, but it's a pity that the ant king believes in his own power too much, and being too confident becomes conceited, so he didn't I found something wrong with the old woman."

The bald-haired bird was right, the Ant King swung his fists vigorously, and when Master Qingshui fell into a little bit of a disadvantage, he became more and more courageous as he fought, and finally roared, and his fists suddenly burst into a dazzling huge golden light, He slapped the old woman's sharp sword directly with his fleshy palm, and then his fists shook suddenly.

   "Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the sharp sword in the old woman's hand was actually broken into two pieces by the ant king. In fact, the sharp sword had already been cracked under the constant hammering of the ant king. The last punch now just crushed the camel to death. the last straw.

   "Haha, as a sword cultivator but without a sword, how can I fight this king?" The ant king revealed his might and laughed.

  But the old woman didn't panic at all, instead she showed a sneer, as if she had expected it, or she did it on purpose.

   "It's really not right." The bald bird said.

   While Chen Fan was staring at the battlefield closely, he knew that the time to make a move was getting closer.

"Monsters are always monsters. In terms of resourcefulness, how do you compare with humans? Who told you that I only have one sword?" The old woman laughed coldly. was retained.

   On the other hand, the Ant King spent a lot of real energy in order to make the old woman lose his combat power, and he might not be able to continue fighting for a long time.

   "No matter how many sharp swords you bring, this king can interrupt them." The ant king said in a deep voice, seemingly confident.

   "It's a pity that you can't stop hitting this one no matter what." The old woman smiled slyly, making people feel horrified, thinking that this is not like an upright monk in Shushan, but a ghost from hell.

  She opened her mouth, and a piece of white bone came out from the depths of her throat, and the cold air was still blowing from above, and it diffused through her mouth.

   "Gah..."

  The old woman moved very quickly, she put her hand into the mouth without hesitation, and immediately pulled out the white bone, making a creepy and strange sound.

   Chi!

   But the bone was completely pulled out by the old woman, it turned out to be a bone sword, a bone sword hidden in her body.

  After the white bone sword appeared, the cold air permeating the sword made the surrounding area become cold for several miles, which made people feel palpitating!

"It blocked your strongest attack, now I see what you can do to break this bone sword, and offer your soul and golden core." The old woman smiled coldly, looked at the ant king, and Like watching a prey.

"Huh, this king is born with supernatural powers. A mere bone sword can crush you with a single punch." Although the ant king thought this bone sword was extraordinary, his aura never fell. The stronger, the greater the power.

   "Destroy this king!" The ant king roared, raised his fist and flew towards the old woman.

  The old woman's face showed a trace of success even more calmly, the bone sword swept forward, and shook the Ant King's golden fist.

boom!

  With a loud noise, both of them were sent flying at the same time. Surprisingly, the bone sword in the old woman's hand was not damaged at all. On the other hand, Huang Jian's extremely hard fist was cracked by the ant king.

  Chen Fan and the bald bird were startled at the same time, and their eyes fell on the bone sword in the old woman's hand.

   "Boy, your odds of winning have dropped again, let's go." The bald bird looked at the bone sword and shook his head.

   "What's the origin of this bone sword?" At such a time, it is impossible for Chen Fan to retreat.

   "It is made by fusing and refining the backbone of a golden core monster with a golden core, and its power is unimaginably terrifying."

   "Golden elixir stage monster..." Chen Fan was slightly startled, and immediately thought of the main soul in the Soul Devourer Banner. It seems that its corpse and the most precious golden elixir have already made this bone sword.

  The Ant King had an angry expression on his face. His proudest pair of fists were actually cracked. This is an unforgivable humiliation.

   "Old woman, this king will let you know what divine power is." The ant king roared, raising his fists above his head, two vortexes suddenly gathered on his fists, and the majestic aura was absorbed instantly.

"It's useless, the strongest fairy sword art in this seat doesn't come from Shu Mountain." The old woman remained calm, a **** aura suddenly gushed out from the bone sword in her hand, and immediately the surrounding world began to change color, dark clouds rolled and gathered, **** The qi of blood and evil spirit merged, the stench of blood was almost disgusting, and the cold evil spirit was even more palpitating.

   "You...you actually practice this kind of magical sword art?" The ant king's expression changed, his extremely hard black carapace was tainted by the **** smell, and his golden glow began to dim.

  (end of this chapter)