long night walk

Chapter 91 The same talent

"Hmph! Stupid! The mere body of Kaiyuan also wants to block my attack of Tuohaijing! Find..."

Huang Kang hadn't finished his sentence when he heard the sound of the silk being torn apart. His old gray robe was scattered like a butterfly, revealing his thin and pale upper body.

However, that's about it.

Yang Zhao's face suddenly changed: "Impossible, how could this kid be so powerful physically!"

Without giving the other two too long time to be shocked, the corpse beads in Bailian's body were spinning wildly among the yin and yang dao fish, exuding a faint greenness.

Seeing the faint blueness emanating from the pale skin on Bai Lian's body, the two felt very familiar, and couldn't help frowning!

Within a few steps, Bai Lian had already arrived in front of the two of them, only to hear the sound of the long sword being unsheathed behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the situation changed dramatically!
The fierce blazing light pierced the sky, and it seemed that the fire of thunder was galloping in the sea of ​​clouds.

The hearts of the two suddenly set off a thousand layers of waves, and they raised their eyes in disbelief to look at the catastrophe that was rapidly forming above the sky.

Yang Zhao's eyes turned red immediately, his figure galloped, and he flashed behind Bai Lian swiftly, and saw clearly that the ancient fierce sword Yuanli had been unsheathed an inch from Bai Lian's hand.

He just felt that all this was too unbelievable!
If he hadn't abolished Jinsheng with his own hands, at this moment he even doubted whether the man in front of him was Thirteen Swords in disguise.

Even though the turbulent waves had already been set off in my heart, I still suppressed the feeling of bewilderment and unwillingness at this moment.

He shot like lightning, strangled Bai Lian's wrist tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wished to crush the bones of his hand.

The powerful strength forcefully forced the drawn sword back into its sheath, Yang Zhao's eyes were as cold as a wolf: "Who the hell are you...!"

Bai Lian looked back slowly, his dark eyes were like the ink of a thousand years.

He calmly said: "I also want to know who I am."

Yang Zhao's face became angry, but he didn't dare to kill Bai Lian who was able to pull out the kite sword.

He dropped his sword and grasped his claws.

A ball of pitch-black thunder suddenly condensed in the palm of your hand, wrapped in the dark power of destruction: "I don't care who you are! Today can't change your fate of blood and blood today!"

A scarlet light suddenly appeared in Bai Li'an's eyes!
it's time!

Just when the thunder in the palm was about to imprint on Bai Lian's back, the monster flower on the other side of his heart bloomed and spread rapidly.

The blood-red petals continued to spread to the back, clearly blooming beautifully, but it gave people a kind of coquettishness of choosing and devouring.

The thunder group with extremely terrifying and destructive power was instantly swallowed up by the Bana flowers in the texture, and there was not a single thunder flower left.

Yang Zhao stared wide-eyed, watching the blood in Bai Lian's eyes flash away, and saw that the moment his left palm left the Yuanli Sword, a group of identical black thunders condensed in his palm.

"Back to you."

The black thunder pierced through Yang Zhao's abdomen, and the terrifying black thunder and lightning tore through his body, and the strength of the palm that was strangling him suddenly lightened.

Bai Lian turned around and knocked Yang Zhao, who was caught off guard by his attack, to the ground.

"Zheng!!!"

The kite violently got out of its sheath.

In the sky, like a blazing thunderbird, it broke through the clouds and descended straight down. The crimson thunder light engulfed the bodies of the two of them, and the whole earth shook wildly as if it had lost its foundation!
If Huang Kang was struck by lightning, he thought to himself how could that boy lead to the catastrophe of Yuanrui Sword!

And what was that just now?
His body actually swallowed Yang Zhao's palm thunder? !
That is definitely not the normal means of human beings.

"Talent! It's talent!! How could it be talent!!!" Huang Kang cried out. He is a human practitioner...how could he awaken talent!

unless……

The thoughts in his heart hadn't settled yet, and the scarlet thunder in front of him suddenly dissipated. Huang Kang, who saw the scene in front of him clearly, was shocked again!

A Yuan Kaijing ants!
Survived under the catastrophe of Yuanli Sword...!
The smoke and dust filled the air, and amidst the suppressed low roars of thousands of monsters, Yang Zhao's body, which was getting darker as carbon, fell into a severe coma.

All the limbs were turned into coke and shattered, but because the source was not broken, they were still alive.

Under Huang Kang's shocked gaze, Bai Lian slowly got up and put the long sword back into its sheath.

Except for the slight burn marks on the palm holding the sword, he couldn't find any new wounds all over his body.

It would be better to say that during the catastrophe just now, his body was tempered to the extreme like a piece of refined steel.

An extremely terrifying thought suddenly rose in Huang Kang's heart.

This kid crossed the catastrophe instead of Thirteen Swords, does that also mean that he... successfully crossed the catastrophe?

What absurdity!
How could an ant in the Kaiyuan Realm cross the borders of Tuohai and Chengling directly across the Tribulation and Breakthrough Realm.

This is even more against the law of heaven than the evil technique of the Demon Sect!
Huang Kang felt slightly relieved when his spiritual sense tentatively moved towards Bai Lian's body.

Fortunately, no, no good!
Apart from the strange aura of that boy, fortunately, the spiritual power in his body has not increased significantly, and there is no sign of breaking through.

Then everything would be easy to handle, Huang Kang, who was relieved, licked his lips, his eyes were full of murderous intent!
Bai Lian frowned slightly. Although he didn't have any obvious injuries on his body at the moment, his whole body was in pain at this moment!
In the pores of the entire skin, hidden by outsiders, the power of thunder that is as thin as a gossamer is being tempered, torn and reassembled bit by bit.

Enduring the suffocating pain, he growled: "Sister Lin Yuan, do it!"

Almost at the same time as the voice fell, a water whip was extended and thrown away, entangled Yang Zhao's body far away.

The scimitar condenses and reaches the heart!
"Mermaids are cheap animals! How dare you!" Huang Kang didn't know what Lin Yuan wanted to do, his hair was standing on end, his face was ferocious, and the soles of his feet were slamming on the ground, trying to stop him.

Bai Li'an gritted his teeth, how could he get close to Lin Yuan, stepping out of seven waves of fire to Huang Kang in an instant.

The jade from the clear water on the thumb flew out of the Autumn Water Spirit Sword. At this moment, Bai Lian had no strength to resist the hostility in the Yuanli Sword, but he still had other means to deal with this one.

Huang Kang's eyes were as red as blood: "Don't get in the way! Get out of here!"

The face of the so-called Tianxi sword in his hand was shattered inch by inch, peeling off the original shape of the sword body.

The sword intent flowed wildly like a volcanic eruption, and the sword body was not bright like a mirror, but filled with countless magic eyes with vertical pupils, spinning crazily.

The sight of the magic eye with vertical pupils was as sharp as a sword, and when it landed between Bailian's wrists, a sword mark with deep bones appeared.

The Qiushui sword flew out, and the eyeballs on the Dao sword turned again, and dozens of swords intended to cut a deep red sword mouth on Bai Lian's body.

Under the splatter of beautiful blood beads, there was a ferocious smile on Huang Kang's face: "I still think that you are so amazing that you can survive the catastrophe. It turns out that you just relied on the magic weapon for protection."

　So here comes the question, why Xiao An and Da Ion have the same talent (funny face)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)