Chapter 595: A Sword that Crushes the Heaven and Earth with Bare Hands, a Huge Difference in Combat Power

As soon as Han Yan finished speaking, he saw that all the talents of Ci Song were gathered on the horizontal Shui Han Sword, and a boundless aura came from Ci Song.

"Across all directions."

Ci Song gave a low shout, and the talents on his body were like a flood that broke a bank, pouring into the horizontal Shuihan Sword crazily. The Donglin Sword Spike also merged with the Shuihan Sword at this moment, and the body of the Shuihan Sword was visible. It instantly became crystal clear, as if it contained endless water.

The sword energy condensed, and an unparalleled aura rose from Ci Song's body, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart. On Shuihan Sword, a brilliant sword energy burst out, turning into a black dragon shadow, winding around the sword body. The next moment, the mirage dragon energy on Ci Song's body burst out, and then blessed the black dragon.

The appearance of the mirage dragon's talent is like the finishing touch. The originally dull shadow becomes more solid and vivid. Its eyes are shining with a cold light, its scales are shining with a metallic luster, and its body exudes a cold and powerful aura, carrying With the power to destroy the world, he roared towards Han Yan.

Seeing this, Han Yan flashed and appeared a hundred feet away. He gripped the spear tightly, tensed his arm muscles, and poured all his talent and the holy power of Han Sheng's shadow into this blow. The spear was swung in the air, and each swing was accompanied by the sound of tearing in the air. Sharp gun shadows intertwined in the air, condensing into a purple dragon-like gun shadow. It roared, shaking everything around it.

"Boom!"

The black dragon and the purple dragon collided fiercely in the air. The loud noise shook the sky, as if the sky was shattering. The terrifying air waves swept in like a tsunami, tearing apart the surrounding air and forming ripples visible to the naked eye. This For a moment, it seemed that even the heaven and earth were trembling.

"boom!"

Ten breaths of time passed, and the black dragon condensed with Shuihan Sword's sword energy finally couldn't withstand the fierce attack of the purple dragon, and cracks began to appear. The cracks spread quickly like a spider web, and the dragon's body began to collapse and disintegrate, turning into countless fragments and dispersing in the air. But the purple dragon continued to rush towards Ci Song without losing its momentum.

Its huge body rolled in the air, carrying endless power and killing intent. It opened its bloody mouth and was about to swallow Ci Song whole.

"Heaven and Earth are one sword."

Facing the purple dragon flying towards him, he took a deep breath of cold air, slowly raised the sword above his head, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the sky, "I have fought for three thousand miles, and my sword has served as a division for millions."

On the Shui Han Sword, the sword energy spurted out like a river bursting its embankment, and a dazzling sword light shot straight into the sky. The light was so dazzling that it seemed that even the brilliance of the sun would be covered up by it. Wherever the sword energy touched, the space trembled, as if it was about to be shattered by this extremely sharp sword energy.

Ci Song waved the Shui Han Sword in his hand, and a golden sword shadow a hundred feet long condensed and formed instantly. The sword shadow existed like a substance, exuding endless golden light and illuminating the entire battlefield.

"cut"

As Ci Song's voice fell, Baizhang Sword Shadow and Zilong collided in the air again. This time, no sound was made at the moment of collision. The two powerful forces were stalemate in the air, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

But the next moment, a deafening loud noise exploded in the air, and the purple dragon was directly torn into pieces by the fierce sword energy of the hundred-foot sword shadow.

When Han Yan saw this, his eyes showed even more relief. Facing the hundred-foot-long sword shadow, Han Yan did not make any other movements. He only saw him waving the spear with his right hand, placing it behind him, and then stretched it forward. With his left hand, at this moment, Han Yan actually wanted to take Ci Song's strongest blow with his flesh palm?

Ci Song also saw Han Yan's movements. He wanted to stop, but at this moment he couldn't do it. He could only watch the golden sword shadow fall on Han Yan's palm.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Han Yan actually held the Baizhang Sword Shadow with his bare hands. The unstoppable golden sword shadow that had been moving forward unexpectedly stopped in mid-air at this moment.

"Sure enough, it's the sword of heaven and earth. I haven't seen him again for a long time. I don't know how the little guy Tantai is doing now and whether he has gotten over the past."

Han Yan looked at the hundred-foot-long sword shadow with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. Then he saw Han Yan suddenly clenched his fist with his left hand. The golden sword shadow shattered inch by inch, turning into dots of talent stars, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

"This...how is this possible?!"

The scholars watching the battle below were completely shocked when Han Yan took the blade with his bare hands. Is this still a human being? Taking Ci Song's Baizhang Sword Shadow with his bare hands and crushing it into pieces, how strong a person must be to do this?

"I finally understand why Mr. Zhang lost. It turns out that Mr. Han's strength is so terrifying." Yingtian sat on the ground, looked up at the scene that happened in front of him, and was completely impressed by the strength displayed by Han Yan. Impressed.

"Your Majesty, brother-in-law, does he still have a chance to win?" Mo Zhi, who was holding Mo Yao on the side, was also completely shocked by this scene. Just from the hand displayed by Han Yan, it was enough to see that although Ci Song and Han Yan were both Although they are in the realm of literary giants, the combat prowess of the two sides is vastly different.

"have no idea."

Yingtian shook his head and replied: "But at this moment, we can only believe in Ci Song. After all, he is the only one who can fight against Mr. Han Yan now."

As he spoke, Yingtian propped up the ground with his left hand, stood up and looked at Ci Song standing in the sky, saying: "Mr. Han had no intention of killing Ci Song at all. Ci Song could have stayed out of the matter, but he chose to fight for us and for Daliang. No matter what the battle situation is today, whether we will die here, Ci Song is one of the great contributors of this battle and a hero of Daliang."

In the sky, after Han Yan crushed the hundred-foot sword shadow with his bare hands, he did not choose to pursue the victory and continue to attack Ci Song, but just stood quietly in the void, looking at Ci Song not far away, and whispered: "Friend Ci, your The Heaven and Earth Sword is very good. If it is performed with the realm of a true literary master, I will definitely not take it so easily. "

"You have achieved what you have now at such a young age. If you have time, you will definitely become a new semi-saint or even a sub-saint in Confucianism. Why do you have to risk your life for these irrelevant people?"

As he said, Han Yan waved his spear with his right hand, pointing the tip of the spear directly at the Daliang literati below, and said: "I will give you one last chance. I allow you to choose ten people from these literati, and you can take them away."

"I promise that no one will stop you today, of course, including me."

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