Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

It was a huge body, as if made up of countless broken bones.

Every bone exudes a pale light, which is particularly dazzling in the dim environment.

Its head was a ferocious skull, with green will-o'-the-wisps burning in its empty eye sockets. Wherever its evil eyes glanced, it made people feel a biting chill.

The corners of the mouth were split to the ears, and a row of sharp teeth were exposed, as if they could tear apart all living things.

This giant skeleton only condenses the upper body, without the legs of the lower body. Its hands are like two bloodthirsty scythes, swaying with the strong wind.

The surrounding air was distorted by this force, and the sea of ​​​​blood beneath his feet began to surge, with billowing black smoke rising from it. There seemed to be countless resentful spirits wailing in the black smoke.

The next second, a National Memorial Sword that was magnified several times was caught in the white bone claws of the giant skeleton.

The broken dark red flag was wrapped around its wrist like a strip of cloth, fluttering in the wind and making a rustling sound, like the whisper of death.

Seeing that he was about to be submerged by the endless sea of ​​skeletons, Han Zhan slightly tightened his grip on the Xuanyuan Sword.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was even in the mood to joke: "That's it?"

As soon as Han Zhan finished speaking, skeleton soldiers rushed forward one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the place where he originally stood was filled into a mountain of bones.

Another second.

Among the mountains of white bones, countless golden dazzling rays of light shine through, and the mountain of bones instantly looks like it was pierced into a golden hedgehog.

boom! boom! boom!

Inside Bone Mountain, a dull loud noise came.

Every time Han Zhan swung his sword, there was a terrifying sword energy spurting out, and all the bones that touched the sword energy were instantly turned into powder.

Although the gaps cut by the Xuanyuan Sword on the Bone Mountain were quickly filled, the height of the Bone Mountain was also settling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, the entire bone mountain collapsed.

Han Zhan hadn't recovered his sight from the smoke and dust. Above his head, the National Sword was held in the hand of a giant skeleton and slashed downwards.

The powerful wind pressure of the giant sword forced the smoke and dust on both sides to avoid automatically. Even the sea of ​​​​blood beneath Han Zhan's feet gave way to both sides, revealing a deeply sunken ravine!

The giant sword's blade was filled with coldness as it slashed down!

Han Zhan raised his head, and the strong wind made him squint his eyes, and he let out a deep roar in his throat.

"Come!"

Xuanyuan Sword was held in his hand. Compared with the giant skeleton, he was like a tiny speck of dust.

But just this tiny speck of dust,

A golden light burst out, dyeing the other half of the sky!

The sword of national mourning is wrapped in huge wind pressure,

Stopped!

And the sarcastic voice of the Korean strategic belt sounded again:

"That's it?"

As he spoke, Han Zhan held the National Sword with his right hand and continued to infuse strength.

Even if his natural ability is disabled, Han Zhan, as the ninth-level strongest physical body, coupled with the ancient divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword, is still the strongest combination of swordsmen.

The supreme body belonging to the ninth level showed its fangs at this moment.

The giant skeletal commander crawled out from the bloody battlefield. The hand that grabbed the National Sword moved up uncontrollably, a little higher!

Click.

A crack suddenly appeared in the bone of the hand holding the sword hilt.

Click, click, click, click!

……

Ring No. 1, stands above.

The voices of those who angrily complained about refunds gradually became quieter.

They could see the field under Luo Qiuhong's feet, the endless blood sea battlefield, and the resurrected skeleton warriors and giant skeleton commanders.

They finally understood the power of the Chinese Sword in Luo Qiuhong's hand. Such a sight was rare even for the ninth level strongest.

Because that's the field, the field!

After the Guoshang Sword showed its hand, most of the ninth level strongest men gave up the idea of ​​challenging Luo Qiuhong.

If they can't defeat it, they don't have to die in vain.

I thought that the expansion of the realm of the National Sword was already the most worthwhile scene today.

Unexpectedly, every scene that followed left them shocked and speechless.

What did they see?

Another unknown attacker, Han Zhan, slashed out from the mountain of bones and bones with one sword after another.

Facing the giant sword that destroyed the world, he stood still and raised his hand to block the attack.

Golden sword energy burst out from his whole body and soared into the sky. Countless sword energy burst into formations, smashing into the National Memorial Sword and the bone-white arm holding the National Memorial Sword.

Click!

They also heard the clearly audible sound of shattering!

"What did I see?"

"A person broke the field abruptly?!"

"He has even had his natural abilities disabled. He only relies on his physical body and the sword in his hand!"

"What kind of sword god is Luo Qiuhong? This is the real sword god!"

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, hidden deep, this must be the backhand of Lifespan Boxing Arena, their real trump card! The purpose of taking action is to put the power into their own pocket! MD refunds the money!"

Brother Qianqian, who is never absent at any time, shouted loudly.

"Korean War! Korean War! Korean War!"

This time, the audience in the stands cheered and shouted for a different name.

Luo Heng and others, who were sitting outside the fence, eating melon seeds, drinking beer and chewing peanuts, opened their mouths in horror.

The total shock today may be more than they will encounter in their entire lives.

So, is Han Zhan really the trump card of the longevity boxing ring, the mysterious powerhouse?

Thinking of this, their eyes fell on Lock Yang at the same time.

Lock Yang looked shocked, no less shocked than them, "What do you think I am doing? How can the Lifespan Boxing Arena have such a powerful trump card? Am I worthy?!"

"No, I don't deserve it!" Luo Yang said loudly with a sad face.

If before, Han Zhan was just a pretty boy admired by Luo Qiuhong, Luo Qiuhong could still slander him behind his back.

So now, a ninth-level powerhouse who can break the realm with swords is completely beyond his reach.

When he thought of the image of himself crossing his legs in front of Han Zhan, Lock Yang felt that his future was dark.

Return to the No. 1 boxing ring, inside the battlefield.

As the cracks on the giant skeleton's white-bone arms began to spread, they split open.

The entire giant skeleton began to shatter, and the national sword it held in its hand fell down and was inserted upside down on the bloody battlefield.

The only thing that didn't dissipate as the giant skeleton shattered was the dark red flag.

The broken flag was so riddled with holes that even the pattern it represented could not be clearly seen.

It rises with the wind, drifting farther and farther into the sky in the fierce wind.

The sun in the west began to sway from side to side, and the sea of ​​​​blood and even the entire field seemed to be experiencing an earthquake, shaking non-stop.

The dark red sky that enveloped the boxing ring became blurry and distorted, and finally disappeared, returning to the original appearance of the boxing ring.

Han Zhan held the Xuanyuan Sword and walked step by step to Luo Qiuhong, who was sitting next to the National Sword and was being controlled.

He raised his hand, slightly raised Luo Qiuhong's white chin with the tip of his sword, and said lightly:

"Call Dad."

At this moment, the audience in the stands who were still cheering and shouting suddenly fell silent.

The next second, an excited voice sounded from outside the fence at the front of the stands:

"I'll just say it!"

"This is part of their play!"