Chapter 3202 Inch Gray Sword

Willpower is not innate. Although some people are born with stronger willpower, it is very limited.

A truly strong person learns from countless setbacks, so that the mind can gradually become stronger. The more setbacks suffered, the stronger the mind will be.

Of course, there are also many people who give up because they cannot bear the temper of setbacks, or even give up on themselves.

Han Sen has experienced countless tribulations. I don't know how many times he was born and died. There are some successes and some failures. There are very few things that can shake his will.

Even though the phantom in the sword was stronger than Han Sen's willpower, it still couldn't completely succumb to Han Sen's willpower.

There was a stalemate with one person and one sword, and the woman in Han Sen's mind kept repeating the sentence "one inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray". The powerful spiritual power continued to magnify, but it still couldn't break Han Sen's willpower.

The sword intent is like a magnificent sea, like a turbulent wave, and Han Sen's will is like a reef. Although the reef is small, the power of the sea and the huge waves cannot defeat it.

"Where did this sword come from? I'm afraid this terrifying will can be compared to the Lord of God. It's just a sword." Han Sen was moved, but he didn't dare to think too much, just struggling , against that sword intent.

At this time, Han Sen is already on the verge of riding a tiger. If he wants to let go of the bronze sword, if he wants to retreat, he will immediately be taken advantage of by the sword intent, and will only lose faster, so Han Sen can only Continue, cannot opt ​​out.

A heavy sound wave impacted Han Sen's will, making Han Sen feel as painful as being cut by an ice knife and burning with flames.

He is very clear that as long as he chooses to give in, this pain will disappear instead. Just being controlled by the artistic conception and dancing a sexy dance can avoid such pain, but Han Sen just doesn't want to.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound from the phantom stopped. The woman looked at Han Sen with some surprise, then disappeared in a flash.

Han Sen suddenly felt as if he had collapsed. Although there was no real fight, this kind of mental confrontation was more exhausting than a real fight with bloodshed.

The sword light on the bronze sword has also subsided and returned to its original appearance. Han Sen stretched out his hand and pulled out the bronze sword from the ground.

The bronze sword did not resist him, but it did not obey Han Sen's will, as if it had become a dead thing without a soul.

"Han Sen pulled out the sword." Qin Bai was overjoyed. He felt that Han Sen was indeed much stronger than the Taifus. Even Baili Taifu was confused by the sword, but Han Sen was able to pull it out. , Immediately judge the superior or the inferior.

Jia Sizhen and Baili Tianya were also surprised, and they stepped forward to say congratulations, "Mr. Han is indeed a celestial figure, even such a sword has to surrender to you."

Han Sen shook his head and said, "I just pulled it out, but I couldn't make it surrender. Although it belongs to me now, it won't obey my will. It's not much different from an ordinary useless sword. .”

"How could this be?" Both Jia Sizzhen and Baili Tianya showed doubts.

Han Sen tried to control the flight of the bronze sword, but the bronze sword didn't move at all. It didn't have the agility of the emerald sword and the diamond sword, just like a mortal copper sword.

When several people were doing their own research, they suddenly felt the space around them fluctuate violently, and the weapons in the distance were trembling.

In the twisted void, a strange temple gradually emerged.

That temple was quite strange. The temple bricks were actually made of warhammers, the roof tiles were all kinds of swords and knives, the walls were rows of spears, and the ground of the square was shields.

The entire temple is made up of various weapons, like a huge and weird armory.

Both Jia Sizhen and Baili Tianya have changed their colors. There is only one possibility that the temple that will appear here is the temple of the Gods and Chaos.

Han Sen stared at it, and saw three words "Temple of Soldiers" written on the plaque of the strange temple.

Before everyone looked at the Temple of Soldiers carefully, the temple door opened automatically, and a giant armor with a height of more than ten meters came out of it.

Behind the giant armor, all kinds of weird weapons are arranged in a weapon wheel and suspended behind it, which looks like the Buddha's light behind the Buddha.

Han Sen guessed that this big guess was the God of Soldiers in the Temple of Soldiers. Just looking at his aura, he might not be inferior to the Queen of Beheaded.

"Where did the Chaos Society find so many terrifying powerhouses?" Han Sen thought to himself.

In fact, Han Sen doesn't know very well. Although there are quite a few members of the Chaotic Society, there are not many core members, and even fewer can get the temple.

In the entire Bingrentian, only Bingshen, a backbone member of the Shenran Society who owns a temple, is one of the eight heavenly kings of the Shenranhui, who is in charge of the Bingrentian.

"Where are you, you dare to move the Inch Hui Sword? You can't find death." The soldier god's eyes flickered, as if he could see through the void of the universe, and stared at Han Sen and asked in a cold voice.

"It turns out that this sword is called Inch Hui, and it probably got its name from that line of the poem." Han Sen suddenly realized.

A cold light bloomed in the eyes of the God of War. Without saying a word, he pulled out a large knife from the weapon wheel behind his backhand and slashed at Han Sen.

The sky-shattering knife cut through the void, and it was in front of Han Sen in an instant, which was incredible.

Holding the Cun Hui Sword in his hand, Han Sen directly replaced the sword with the sword, and with one move, the canine teeth of the toothed knife criss-crossed to meet the ten-meter-long broadsword cut by the God of Weapons.

click

Han Sen didn't feel any force. The seemingly inconspicuous blade of the Cunhui Sword turned out to be like cutting tofu, cutting the sword of the God of War into several sections.

"This sword didn't activate its power, and it was able to cut off a sacrificial vessel equivalent to a Destruction-level god with only the sharpness of the blade. This is a bit terrifying." Han Sen was extremely surprised.

It is really unimaginable how powerful this sword will be if it is fully released.

The God of War's face also changed slightly, and he looked at the Inch Gray Sword in Han Sen's hand in amazement. Although it was just a piece of armor without any appearance, the divine light shining in its eyes clearly showed its inner fluctuations.

"Put down the Inch Ash Sword, and I will spare your life." The God of War stared at Han Sen coldly and said.

Qin Bai shouted from the side, "What you said is so unreasonable. Your sword was cut off by Han Sen. It is you who begged for mercy."

Hearing the words, the God of War glared at Qin Bai, and Qin Bai was immediately frightened and shrank behind Bao'er.

"This sword is not yours, why do you let me put it down?" Han Sen looked at the God of War and said.

"Forget it, blaspheming the Inch Ash Sword, you are already a capital crime, and I originally wanted to spare your life. Since you insist on courting death, then go to hell." The God of War said, his whole body burst into divine light, and the weapon wheel on his back Among them, a gun lit up. Chapter content is being restored, please visit again later.