bantayden Chapter 446
Chapter 446
What stopped was the Moon Blade in Zhao Sen's hand, but his body had spared the Moon Blade and rushed to the front of the middle-aged man, much faster than before.
It was already approaching the speed of the Nascent Soul Seventh Layer.
The middle-aged man has been staring at the bright moon blade. He doesn't know what to do with Zhao Sen's sudden change, and even feels a little at a loss.
"The Space of Myriad Realms!"
When Zhao Sen was several feet in front of the middle-aged man, the Myriad Realms space exploded.
Directly envelop the middle-aged man.
This sudden space blockade completely cut off the aura of the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand, and the energy he just mentioned dissipated in an instant.
"what!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were extremely dignified. Just as he was about to use his own energy to resist again, Zhao Sen just stretched out his finger lightly and hooked him.
It was such a casual move, but the middle-aged man couldn't resist at all.
The sword in his hand directly escaped from his control and floated towards Zhao Sen's position.
This scene, when the man was horrified, the rest of the people also saw it, and they all looked shocked.
"Why did he give the sword to Zhao Sen?"
"Who knows!"
"Is this guy a traitor?"
Questioning voices sounded from not far away, but it was so ironic that it reached the middle-aged man's ears.
The ghost wanted to give Zhao Sen his weapon.
He couldn't control it at all, all the energy in his body was locked by Zhao Sen, and he couldn't lift it up at all, and he even had a feeling of being controlled by Zhao Sen.
As long as Zhao Sen has a thought, he can be easily dealt with.
Zhao Sen's hand didn't touch the blade, but stretched out his fingers and flicked it quickly, and a crisp buzz sounded.
Jian Feng immediately turned around and stabbed fiercely at the middle-aged man.
"How is this possible!"
Zhao Sen can control the opponent's magic weapon at will.
What exactly is he doing?
Zhao Sen sneered in his heart, this is the scary part of the Ten Thousand Worlds Space.
It is entirely possible to block the surrounding space with its own power, and once it is shrouded by this space, then Zhao Sen is the master of this space, and he dominates everything.
So this is why, he can easily let the opponent's sword float over and be used by him.
However, the downside of this Myriad Worlds Space is that it cannot be used against monks who have a higher level of cultivation than themselves, at most they can only be of the same level.
"You dare!"
The other five speeded up, and the weapons in their hands collided with Zhao Sen's space barrier of ten thousand worlds, but Zhao Sen didn't pay attention at all.
Instead, he continued to control the counter sword and pierced the middle-aged man's chest once.
puff!
At the same time, the power of the five fell on Zhao Sen's barrier of the Myriad Realms space.
The tyrannical elemental force overflowed, and the Ten Thousand Realms space collapsed, but the middle-aged man in it also flew upside down, spurting a lot of blood from his mouth, and there was an almost terrifying wound on his chest.
In the end, it fell to the ground and completely lost its vitality.
The other five people just took a look and didn't intend to go up to help at all, so they could only besiege Zhao Sen.
After Zhao Sen dealt with the middle-aged man, he backed up quickly and grabbed the moon blade that was still floating in the air. Its golden light flashed brightly and circled around his body.
Boom boom boom!
After the sharp edge of the bright moon blade collided with the five people's weapons, there was a dull sound.
Zhao Sen's figure was also taken a few steps back by the shock, but the strength of these five people was also completely dispelled.
"metropolitan!"
A cry of grief came from below.
It was the middle-aged man who was dealt with by Zhao Sen just now. His body had completely lost its vitality. A villain suddenly flew out from the man's dantian and fled into the distance.
Nascent Soul cannot be separated in a short period of time, so he needs to return to the sect as soon as possible, parasite in the blessed land of the sect to recuperate, and when the time is right, Nascent Soul can sit and transform into a new body. body.
It's just a little long.
"Want to go!"
The corner of Zhao Sen's mouth twitched coldly.
He had already dealt with the other party, so how could he let his Nascent Soul go.
The light in the palm flickered, and a series of strange talismans also appeared, hitting the fleeing Nascent Soul fiercely.
This is the power of talismans, but it is different from what is written on paper.
It was drawn by Zhao Sen with the help of the aura of heaven and earth, and its power is far stronger than the talismans on paper.
The speed used the aura as the medium to hit the Nascent Soul.
Bang!
A deafening explosion sounded in the distance in the air.
The middle-aged man's Nascent Soul didn't even utter a scream, and was blasted into nothingness by Zhao Sen's talisman. When the power of the talisman dissipated, the Nascent Soul was no longer in the sky.
"What a ruthless boy!"
"Even Nascent Soul is not spared!"
"We must not let him run away today!"
The five people shouted one after another, raising all kinds of weapons in their hands.
One of the burly men held an ax in both hands, and when the ax fell, it hurt people's faces, and their strength was even stronger than that of ordinary monks of the same level.
Zhao Sen is not afraid.
His strength is also not weak, he raised the moon blade in his hand, and collided with the ax in the air.
The crisp sound of metal colliding, accompanied by an invisible shock wave, spread between the two of them, and the strong man's body was forced back several steps.
But Zhao Sen remained calm.
"So strong!"
"Let's do it together!"
All five of them could tell that none of them could be Zhao Sen's opponent if they fought alone. The only way now is to unite and get rid of Zhao Sen.
Their strength is pretty good.
The auras of the five people gathered in the air, descending from top to bottom.
Zhao Sen let out a low cry, and the golden light on the sword rose sharply, and a thick golden dragon soared up.
"Dragon Teng!"
This is the third sword of Tianlong Six Swords.
It also absorbed a lot of Yuanli from Zhao Sen, which is the purest Yuanli, which is purer than that of monks of the same level.
boom!
The strength of the six people collided together in mid-air.
The power of the golden dragon, under the gaze of everyone, was entwined on the five people's instruments. With a dragon's chant, the five people only felt a strong force sweeping in along their arms.
The statures burst back one after another.
What Zhao Sen wanted was this opportunity, and a dark light suddenly flashed on his eyes.
The strong man's body paused as he retreated.
By the time he realized it, Zhao Sen's Moon Blade had pierced his dantian, and the sword energy was smashed together with the Nascent Soul. .
Another dead!
Six people shot, and now only the last four are left.