Chapter 1830 The Destroying Sword Flow

After eleven rounds of knife rain, knives of various sizes and shapes were stuck everywhere on the ground, and there was almost no room to step down.

Han Sen stepped on the handle of the knife with both feet, and followed Heigang to the front of a knife. In Han Sen's view, the knife was no different from the knives everywhere on the ground.

But Hei Gang was full of joy, carefully pulled out the knife, held it between his hands, and said happily: "This is a Duke-level knife."

"Doesn't it look good?" Han Sen saw that the knife was dim, and there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"This is inside the knife grave. It is still silent, and its breath is suppressed. After leaving the knife grave, you can see its true peerless appearance." After Hei Gang finished speaking, he threw the knife To Han Sen: "I have already found the knife you asked me to find for you, and now I owe nothing to you."

"Don't you want it yourself?" Han Sen held the knife and waved it twice. Although it felt good, Han Sen still felt a little dissatisfied.

"There's still a lot of time, I can still find another one." Heigang continued to step on the mountain of knives and move forward without the slightest nostalgia.

Han Sen has been with Heigang for so long, so he has some understanding of this place. After eleven rounds of knife rain, the probability of high-level knives is indeed much higher, but he still wants to find Duke-level knives. It is not an easy task, in addition to ability, it does require some luck.

It is definitely more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack to find a Duke-level knife among the tens of billions of knives on this huge planet.

There are a little more high-end knives, but ordinary knives are gushing out like sea water. In fact, the difficulty of finding it has not decreased, but it has changed from nothing to existence, and the possibility of finding it is still pitifully low.

Han Sen was a little surprised that Heigang was willing to give him the duke-level knife he got at will.

The world is vast, and Han Sen and Heigang are moving like two ants in the sea of ​​knives. There are all kinds of knives everywhere, and Han Sen's eyes are a little dazzled.

Han Sen could swear that the knives he had seen in his life were not as many as this day.

As time passed by, Black Copper has never been able to find a Duke-level knife, let alone a Duke-level knife, not even a Marquis-level knife.

It seems that finding the duke-level knife before has almost used up the luck of the two of them.

Boom!

There was a roaring sound from the ground again, the volcano already filled with knives shook again, and beams of light shot up into the sky, illuminating the clouds in the sky, as if what rolled in the sky were not clouds, but Like rolling magma.

"Here it comes again!" Han Sen yelled at Heigang who was still looking for the knife, and at the same time pulled out the duke-level scimitar he just got, staring at the red clouds.

Hei Gang raised his head, stood up straight, and held a knife in each hand, one was the previous horse-chopping knife, and the other was a metal short knife, which was an earl-level knife Hei Gang found again.

boom!

The magma-like clouds in the sky hummed like thunder, and a knife flew up from it. The magma-like iron juice was still stained on the blade, and it flew down with a strange blade glow.

The entire sky instantly seemed to be enveloped by a meteor shower-like blade glow, endless as if there would never be an end.

Han Sen looked dignified. Those are Viscount-level knives that exploded with full power, and each knife is equivalent to the Viscount's full blow.

Although Han Sen is holding a Duke-level knife, the knife is silent. It needs Han Sen's own power to stimulate its power. With the power of Baron Han Sen, the power that can be stimulated is very limited. All he can rely on is the firmness and sharpness of the duke-level knife.

Han Sen had already seen the horror of this viscount-level knife rain in the eleventh round of knife rain before, and he and Heigang could barely survive the knife rain this time. Be more violent.

Bang bang bang bang!

A beam of knife light fell, and the entire land seemed to be bombed by countless missiles. The surrounding knives and the ground were blasted, and countless knife fragments and gravel were scattered.

What was even more frightening was that the light of the knife in the sky kept falling like a torrential rain, with no sign of stopping at all.

Han Sen waved the Duke Saber in his hand, dancing airtightly, cutting off all the knife light and knife that fell on his body, without letting a single knife fall on him.

But after all, his hand was just a knife, not a shield. Although he cut off all the knives that fell from the sky, he couldn't care less about the knives that fell near him.

Those sword lights exploded, scattered the surrounding knives, fragments and blades fluttered, and many of them flew towards Han Sen, drawing scars one after another on his body, and the baron-level battle armor also It's hard to resist them all.

Heigang's situation is worse than Han Sen's. Han Sen has the power of different blood, and the wounds on his body will not bleed at all. If the flesh is only injured, he can still hold on.

However, Heigang was also scratched with many wounds, and what was even more frightening was that the wounds on his body were bleeding all the time.

The dense knife light fell like a bomb, which was more terrifying than the carpet bombing. At least there were gaps in the bombing, but the knife light and knife weapons in the sky were like a rainstorm that would never stop. The continuous bombardment Falling.

The Duke Knife in Han Sen's hand is extremely sharp, but even so, the shock force he suffered when cutting off the knives has already made Han Sen's arm numb, and the tiger's mouth has been torn open.

The knife rain has lasted for ten minutes, but there is still no sign of stopping.

Han Sen and Heigang were back to back, and they each guarded half of the space. It was a little better, but only a little bit better.

"The rain of swords lasted too long this time. It's too late. It's almost unbearable. Let's go?" Han Sen yelled as he chopped down the sword.

"You go first, I haven't found a knife that suits me yet." Hei Gang said blankly, still waving the two knives frantically with both hands.

"I'll give you this one, I'll just take one." Han Sen said.

"That's yours, not mine." Heigan said calmly.

"Are you a donkey?" Han Sen had no choice but to continue waving the knife in his hand.

"You go first." Hei Gang said while waving his knife.

"Go away, sister!" Han Sen swiped across, cutting off the long knives above his head.

Boom!

The sound of thunder exploded again in the sky, and the clouds in the entire sky were like magma, as if they exploded at once, turning into torrents and pouring down from the sky, as if the sky had collapsed.

Knife! Countless knives!

The knives, like a torrent, condensed into a river of knives and released from the sky with a bright knives light, that power was enough to destroy the world.