Chapter Ten Chapter 975

sand! The giant sword stabbed from the carriage slowly retracted, and the name Chuan stood for a few seconds in front of the carriage, and then the huge body fell straight on his back, making a loud noise.

"Ah ..." The generals around Sichuan were in an uproar, and people's eyes invariably showed horror, staring directly at the carriage.

Wow! As the carriage's curtains were raised, a person slowly emerged from the inside. This man also looks like he is about forty years old, white-faced, black-faced, handsome, and vigorous.

Looking at the body, white clothes, white pants, white boots, and a white brocade, covered with white all over, and white and spotless, even his boots could not find a little dirt.

It wasn't until he stepped out of the carriage that people saw a huge sword in his hand. The sword is five inches wide and six feet long, and the blade is extremely thick. It can be felt by visual inspection alone that the weight of this sword is no less than a hundred pounds.

But such an incredibly large sword, in this man's hands, is as light as anything, and I don't know if he has too much strength, or whether the weight of the sword is not as heavy as it seems.

After the middle-aged man came out of the car shed, he stood on the cymbal, looked around, and finally fell on the body of the Sichuan general on the ground, smiled, and murmured: "The light of fire , How dare you dare to fight for the sun and the moon? "

"Guang Han listens! He ... he is Guang Han listens!" I don't know which Sichuan general was exclaimed first, and the rest of them all breathed in a cold breath. It turned out that this person is the well-known King of the Holy God-Guang Han Ting!

That's right, this middle-aged man in white is the Lord of the God's Pool. If it hadn't been for the Sichuan generals, he would still be seated in a carriage.

In his opinion, the crowds of soldiers and soldiers in the surrounding area were just a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crabs, and it was not enough to give him a shot. It's a pity that the people below are too unconvinced to stop them.

Guanghan listened slowly and raised his eyes, and fell on the other dozens of Sichuan generals, and said with a smile: "You wait, wherever you come from, go back, the Holy Land of Shenchi, you can't allow others to touch your fingers, if not ...

咣 Dang! At halfway, his wrists flipped, and the giant sword originally dragged behind him drew an arc in the air, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground in front of him. He pointed at the corpse on the ground with the point of his sword and continued: "This will be your lesson learned!"

Watching Guanghan listening to the sacred atmosphere above and above him, and then looking at the surprisingly large sword in his hands, people's hearts shuddered, and they could not move back two steps involuntarily.

"We ... we can't flinch. The King has spoken, he can kill the listeners of Guanghan, and add officials to the ranks. Today ’s opportunity is rare. Brothers, we work together to kill this thief and share prosperity and wealth!"

A Chuan will suppress his fear and roar with a hissing tone.

His words really worked. People stopped backing down, biting their teeth one by one, squinting their eyes, and slowly lifting up the spirit soldier in their hands.

Whenever the generals who are in charge are not desperate, in the face of huge benefits, they can throw their own lives behind them.

People looked at each other, and then slowly spread out, standing around the carriage in a ring shape, trapping the broad cold standing on the carriage.

More than a dozen Sichuan generals have set up a siege, and the atmosphere on the court has become extremely tense. People subconsciously mentioned their throat eyes, their big eyes were staring at the small eyes, and they were staring at Guang Han listening, and they almost forgot to breathe.

On the other hand, Guang Han, who was surrounded by the middle, was not nervous at all. He didn't even cover up the armor, and a lonely person stood in the chariot so casually, as if nothing was happening.

When the gusty winds passed, his white brocade trembled and a few strands of hair fluttered in the air.

"kill--"

Sichuan Jiangmen Qiqi shouted, and then, seven of them took the lead. The seven of them leaped up in unison and rushed to Guanghan to listen. People were in the air with seven spirit guns, swords, and swords. Xiang Guanghan listened to the whole body to attack.

Guang Han was still an indifferent expression, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing a seemingly faint smile. When the seven generals had approached him, and various spirit soldiers were about to approach, Guanghan listened finally.

I saw him pick up the giant sword in his hand, and he heard a bang. The giant sword seemed to split apart instantly, and seven sharp blades were scattered from the sword and flew into the air together.

I didn't see Guang Han listening to how much energy he had stored. He just twitched the car with one foot, and the man had jumped high.

He grabbed a sharp blade scattered in the air, then stabbed it back, and then did not pause for a while. Then he grasped the second blade and continued to penetrate. He made the same way and smashed the sword with a breath. All the blades were pierced, and then the man fell back to the car's bow.

Speaking slowly, the real person is surprisingly fast. His series of actions were only completed in an instant, and it did not take a second to add up. When he stood back to the car, he listened to the thump and muffled sounds of his surroundings.

The seven Sichuan generals fell to the ground together, and in their chests, each had a sharp blade, and the position of each of them was the same, all in the heart. Seven people, seven brave and valiant Sichuan generals, were all spared within a second, and all died on the spot.

"The finch knows Hongzhi's ambition, and the frog at the bottom of the well knows that there is a sky outside, there are people outside!"

During the conversation, Guang Han heard the huge sword in his hands, and the sharp blades that had been inserted into the seven corpses were given life. They flew out, and returned to the Great Sword with the crunching noise. Above the sword.

Looking at the giant sword again, it was as good as ever, and no crack was found. This is the Emperor Sword, and the seven sharp blades it emits are the seven sub-swords, Soul, Soul, Sword, Heart, Sword Head, Sword Spirit, Sword Vein.

The remaining Sichuan generals who had not had time to make a shot at this time were stunned and stupid. From beginning to end, they had been staring at each other, but what happened, their seven companions were How can they be killed, everyone can see clearly.

Even they all had the illusion that Guanghan Ting was always standing on the cymbal and had never shot at all, but his companion had somehow died and was killed by the ‘Magic Sword’ that Guang Han Ting was holding.

Grunt! People swallowed hard. In the face of thousands of troops, they dared to kill without hesitation, but now only listening to one person across the cold, but they were afraid. The chill was born from the bones and was completely out of their control. Twisted, legs instinctively back.

thump! A deranged Sichuan general didn't notice his feet when he stepped back. He was tripped over by a dead body. He couldn't stand and sat on the ground with his buttocks. Then he looked like a ghost and screamed. , From the ground, turned around and ran.

Guang Han didn't even look at him. The giant sword in his hand was arbitrarily lifted outwards, and an electric light shot out. The sub-sword 'Sword Spirit' broke away from the mother sword and shot out, right in the heart of the famous Sichuan general. Chuan's cry stopped abruptly, and the body rolled to the ground.

The sword soul seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, pulled back from the vest of the Sichuan general, and flew back to the sword of the mother sword.

This is the terrible aspect of the famous sword sword emperor. It does not require the user to cultivate how advanced. As long as a little aura is injected, it will become a killer to the invisible worldly soldier, even if it is not spiritualized. It's like cutting a piece of paper.

At this moment, the remaining Sichuanians will be completely dumbfounded. They have never seen such a terrible weapon. It is completely beyond human ability to compete with it. Besides, it is still more terrible and unfathomable. Cold listening.

If it wasn't for the dignity of the generals who are still supporting them, at this time, I am afraid they will all kneel and beg for Guanghan's forgiveness.

I do n’t know how long, a Sichuan general will come back to him. He took a deep breath and screamed with a hissing exhaustion: “Even if I die, I ca n’t humiliate the Sichuan army. Every brother of our army, everyone rushes together, He Guanghan heard this old thief fight! "

Between the shouts, this Sichuan will take the lead to listen to Guang Han and kill the past. The nearby Sichuan generals saw this and were very encouraged. People shouted in unison: "Kill-" With the shout and drink, the crowd of Sichuan generals rushed to Guanghan like a tide.

"Huh!" Guang Han heard a smirk, and saw that the giant sword in his hand was slightly raised ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and then slammed outward, wow, the giant sword seemed to be broken, seven Take off the child sword from the mother sword, and scatter into the air like a snow flake, spin quickly and shoot out.

The name Chuan who just shouted will bear the brunt of it. When he saw the chaos that flew forward, he hurriedly fired at the parry. Dang, click! He blocked the first sub-sword shot, but the spirit gun in his hand could not resist the sword's sharp edge.

In a crisp sound, Chuan cut the spirit gun in his hand into two pieces, and the sub-sword flew undiminished, flashing past his neck. sand! Jian Feng easily tore off his spirit armor, and at the same time he tore his throat away. This is not the end, the other six sub-swords also passed over him, each sub-sword remained on his body The next long mouth, when the seven sub-swords flew like a whirlwind, and then looked at the Sichuan army, all blood was on his body, and he died on the spot.

After seven sub-swords beheaded the Sichuan general, he flew straight into the crowd of the Sichuan Army. For a moment, the screams started and the wailing kept on. Only in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Sergeants of Sichuan fell to the pool of blood.

But for the Sichuan Army, the nightmare is not over yet, and the seven sub-swords flying out are swirling in the crowd with a harsh wind, and fly back to Guanghan to listen. Under the sharp sword emperor, the general of the Sichuan army stuck to death and died when he encountered it. The broken limbs were scattered on the ground, and the blood flowed into the river.