One Thousand Four Hundred and Three Proud

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At this moment, the third elder was a little aware of how those invincible swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect were defeated by such weak opponents.

The other party doesn't seem to care about such a loss at all, or the other party is completely using these puppets to consume the masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

"I'm so pissed off! I'm so pissed off!" The third elder didn't come here to take the lead in the charge. He just came to investigate the swordsmen of the Nine Nether Sect to confirm this unfavorable news.

Helping the disciples on the front line to hold their positions, and even counterattack, was just a whim of his own, and he didn't have any strict plans.

Originally, this was the way the Heavenly Sword Sect fought in the past: do everything from the heart, masters can do whatever they want.

The original plan of the third elder was to make a mess here, and when the other party was unable to resist, the elders of the Nine Nether Sect would have to make a move.

Anyway, in the eyes of the third elder, apart from relying on the high-level swordsmen of the Nine Nether Sect, the opponent has no means to stop a strong man like him.

However, what he didn't expect was that the opponent didn't talk about martial arts at all, and didn't even have the idea of ​​dispatching a master-the opponent has always insisted on the shameless tactic of killing elephants with too many ants.

This really made the third elder very, very angry. He thought it was a sign that the other party didn't respect him as a master.

So, annoyed, he once again activated the vast spiritual energy in his body, and condensed five extremely bright light-forged flying swords behind him.

He wants to show these enemies who only know how to send iron puppets to die, that in the face of absolute power, any opportunism is meaningless.

"Ah...ha!" The aura around his body has become viscous, and those 10mm assault rifle bullets hit him, and they were all blown out.

Accompanied by his loud shout, the flying sword condensed by the shining aura behind him struck out in all directions, blasting five empty roads around him at once.

The five opened roads were in a mess, with puppets that had been completely destroyed lying all over the place. There were parts and strewn limbs everywhere, and some golems that weren't completely destroyed struggled to get up.

The third elder was a little annoyed, he felt that it was completely meaningless for him to do so. Because his aura flying sword had just beheaded hundreds of enemies, the remaining enemies filled the opened path.

Just as the restless third elder continued to move forward, a thermobaric bomb flew towards him. This individual rocket is not equipped with a collision fuze, but uses a more advanced guidance device.

Before the third elder who urged the flying sword to defend could destroy the cannonball in advance, it exploded not far from the third elder.

In just a split second, a powerful explosion enveloped the third elder, engulfing the place where he was.

When everyone thought this was the end, it turned out that it was just the beginning. The seemingly mighty explosion just spread the powder charge in the bomb into a larger space.

Subsequently, these dispersed gases were ignited by the explosion, and then formed a large-area secondary explosion of ultra-high pressure and ultra-high temperature in an instant.

The turbulent and colliding airflow then began to explode frequently, and the oxygen in the explosion area was quickly exhausted, and the fiery temperature ignited everything, leaving only a blank space, and the violently steaming mushroom cloud continued to roll upwards.

Even with spiritual energy protecting his body, even if his body had reached the peak of cultivation, the third elder was still in a state of embarrassment in the violent explosion.

There was only a humming sound in his ears, his lungs could feel the burning pain of the airflow, most of the aura of his body protection had been consumed, and even his purple robe was already tattered.

In the wind, his hair was a little messy. The third elder staggered and struggled in the smoke from the explosion, and finally took two steps forward to stabilize his figure.

If you don't send a decent master to fight with yourself in an upright manner,

Instead, they use such messy weapons to keep sneaking and harassing... Let me, who is hundreds of years old, be so embarrassed, these young people really don't talk about martial arts.

In the tumbling dust, a stray bullet from a 10mm assault rifle hit his arm, and the remaining aura of body protection could not completely stop the stray bullet, and the third elder felt a burst of pain in his arm.

Although the bullet was bounced off in the end, it also left a scratch on the third elder's arm. The wound was not deep, but it was bleeding.

The third elder glanced at the wound on his arm, angrily gathered the surrounding aura again, and suddenly blew away the surrounding dust.

Although his head was still dizzy due to the explosion just now, and everything in front of him was still shaking, he still gritted his teeth and unleashed amazing combat power.

Facing the direction where the terrifying weapon attacked just now, the third elder jumped up, facing the sky full of bullets, and passed a position guarded by puppets.

Like a meteorite, he hit the ground directly, once again stirring up a cloud of scattered smoke.

In this cloud of smoke, his flying sword turned into a rainbow, and directly stabbed at the soldier wearing a mecha who had just dropped the bazooka.

"Should die!" Finally, the third elder finally found an opponent who was not a puppet. He was very excited, even though he hadn't fully recovered, he was still very excited.

The other party didn't seem to be afraid, but rushed up against the deadly flying sword. The moment the flying sword hit, whether it was instinct or the computer on the mecha assisted his movements, the armored grenadier suddenly sank, avoiding the lightning-fast blow.

However, because the flying sword was too fast, although most of the body avoided the fatal attack, the long sword still flew past the mecha's shoulder, leaving a scorched black scar on the shoulder armor.

After brushing past the long sword, the booster behind the heavily armored grenadier who had already knelt down suddenly lit up, and the huge instantaneous thrust made his leaning body rush forward, shrinking in the blink of an eye and the distance between the three elders.

After getting close, the mecha punched with its right hand, and under the blessing of the machine, it was powerful and unstoppable. At the same time, on the opposite side of the mech, the three elders slashed out with an overwhelming momentum.

"Boom!" This palm was still the first to hit the mech's chest. The huge force caused the power mech's chest to collapse, and the heavy body also fell backwards. flew out.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" The third elder snorted coldly, recalled his flying sword, stabilized his figure, adjusted his breathing, and then looked at the inevitable target not far away.

However, in his shaky vision that had just recovered slightly, a figure actually stood up.

The Ellandhill Empire Grenadier wearing a power mecha actually got up from the ground, then tore off his breastplate and mask, and then threw off the arm armor and gloves on his arms.

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, with one hand resting on his chest, barely standing up. However, it was obvious that after taking the third elder's palm heavily, he was still alive, and his injuries... were not too serious.

"How...how is it possible?" The third elder was also a little shocked by the scene in front of him, because his family knew about his family affairs, and the palm he used just now hit the fourth-rank swordsman. Also killed the opponent.

But now, the young man in strange armor in front of him received the palm solely by relying on the armor and body, which made the third elder a little confused.

Could it be that the explosion just now severely injured him, causing problems with his perception and aura mobilization? The third elder thought to himself.

However, while secretly speculating, the third elder was not idle. Once again, luck stimulated the spiritual power in his body, his body suddenly moved forward, and the flying sword behind him quickly followed, one after the other, he killed the heavily armored thrower who was standing awkwardly. In front of the bombers.

"No matter how you received the palm just now, now...go to hell!" The third elder killed the young soldier in an instant, and struck the opponent again like thunder.

Just when his palm was about to slap the opponent's chest, an arm suddenly blocked the route of the third elder's iron palm.

"Boom!" After a muffled sound, the third elder saw the figure flying upside down, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

His fatal palm just now, if nothing else happened, should still not be able to take the opponent's life.

Because of his steel-like palm under the blessing of spiritual energy, the feeling from his palm just now made the third elder unable to describe it.

It was as if... what this palm hit was an iron rod wrapped in thick leather. It didn't feel like it was shot on the flesh at all, but more like it was shot on some kind of solid armor.

He looked at the grenadier who was still standing tenaciously in disbelief, with an expression of disbelief written all over his face.

On the opposite side, the upper body was naked, revealing the well-proportioned muscular grenadier, with one arm twisted into a strange angle, hanging powerlessly by his side.

Just now, he used this arm to block the terrible fatal blow of the old man opposite him. At this moment, on his fractured forearm, the faintly emerging scales shone with a strange light

"Demons and ghosts... so they are not human!" The third elder also noticed the scales on the young man's arms, and his face turned colder. With a wave of his arm, the flying sword hovering over his shoulder drew a ray of light, heading straight for the grenadier's face.

The young soldier who knew he was invincible had already closed his eyes. Although he had been transformed into an extremely powerful super soldier, he could only sit and wait to die in the face of such a strong man.

Just as he was waiting to die, the flying sword of the third elder suddenly withdrew, splitting a long sword made of fine steel that was attacking the third elder.

Immediately afterwards, the third elder raised his head sharply, tensing his body to guard against the figure hovering in mid-air, which made him quite afraid.

And the man floating in mid-air was at least two meters tall, and under the golden armor, there were strong muscles that were about to explode.

What makes people more dramatic is that this burly man in a golden helmet is holding a mobile phone and sticking it to his ear at this moment.

On the other side of the phone, Chris, who was far away on the flagship of the Eternity, was sticking the phone to his face at this moment, and complained to the person on the other side of the phone: "I said Aotian, the opponent I found for you is still satisfied?"

"That's right, I think he can let me... exercise well." Albert looked down at the purple-robed old man at his feet with a satisfied expression on his face: "But, can you stop calling me Aotian, Your Majesty?" ...I have a name!"