Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 991
A million swords in panic, suspended between the sky and the earth, covering the sky and blocking the sun, like a raging river tide.

Fan Denglong stands on the Baiwan sword, with the Liquan sword on his side.

The giant gasped in surprise, and wondered, "What kind of trick is this?"

There is an obvious difference between the Demon Race and the Protoss Race. One takes the route of physical strength, while the other takes the route of magic.

Therefore, when Fan Denglong stabbed with his spear, the giant didn't respond, and he broke the tip of the spear himself first.

The consequence of not concentrating on techniques is that he is completely at a loss when facing Fan Denglong's million swords.

"Take the sword,"

Fan Denglong didn't say any nonsense to him, put his two fingers together and pointed forward, and the million swords that were all in place swept towards the giant in an instant.

The tip of the sword holds the tail of the sword, endlessly, like the river of Wangchuan without end.

Perhaps the giant had a slight interest in Fan Denglong's tricks, and he stood there staring at the sword as it fell.

Millions of swords spread across the sky in a dense mass. It seemed that they were only moving slowly, but in fact, they were flying fast.

A long sword has already come in front of the giant, locked in 360 degrees in all directions without dead ends.

The giant was still indifferent, waiting for the long sword to strike.

"Fan Denglong, I will let you know what despair is."

The Yin-Yang Soul Cleansing Banner has been obtained, and the person who can stop him from leaving has not yet been born, so the giant naturally doesn't care to play here with Fan Denglong.Anyway, it is enough for the demon army in the heaven to attack the heaven, and his task is to get the yin and yang soul washing banner, and kill the hope of the heaven by the way.

A little mortal cultivator's trapped beast is still fighting, it should be very good-looking.

The long sword fell on the giant like raindrops on plantains, crackling and thinking, but it didn't leave a single trace on the giant.

However, Van Den Loon is not in a hurry, this is just the first batch.

It is impossible for a million long swords not to hit at all.

There are only hundreds of long swords and millions of swords at a time, and it will take a little time to break them all.

If the giant really let the million swords fall like this, Fan Denglong firmly believed that even the hardest skin would eventually be cut.

If water droplets do not converge into a river, how small is its power?

But it can pierce solid stone, why?
In addition to persistence, it often drips in the same place. At the beginning, the stone does not seem to have any damage, but if it is allowed to drip like this, there will be a day when water drips through the stone in the end.

Similarly, it was also true when Fan Denglong broke Li Cang's magic barrier with his fist.

A force point always has its own limit, beyond its tolerance, it will naturally collapse.

Panicked by a million swords, Fan Denglong didn't believe that he couldn't even pierce the giant's wound.

"Well, it's comfortable, please use a little force when you scratch it."

The giant laughed wildly, and the long swords hit him one after another, and then fell off.In the giant's eyes, this is tantamount to tickling him.

Basically, there was no intermittent impact, Fan Denglong's face sank like water, and the sword spirit told him that the giant's recovery power was enough to make the current level of attack come to naught.

"Speed ​​up the offensive tempo, I don't even have time for him to recover."

The long sword fell like rain.

The giant stretched out his hand, grabbed two or three hundred swords in his hand, and swallowed them in one mouthful.

Crackling, crackling, swallowing again, the giant grinned at Fan Denglong.

"Playing with you feels like a child playing house, it's really boring."

"So, you'd better go and lie on the ground obediently."

The two battle axes in the giant's hands swung towards Fan Denglong, and the long swords placed in the middle were suddenly broken one by one. This blow destroyed at least thousands of long swords.

Fan Denglong spat out a mouthful of blood as if he had been suffocated, and there was a terrifying wound on his body, and his clothes burst open.

The aura surged crazily and wanted to be repaired, and the blood kept spraying out like a fountain.

Fortunately, he now has the Nascent Soul cultivation base, as long as the Nascent Soul is not destroyed, he will not die for a while if his body is destroyed.

"Wan Jian returns to the clan,"

Fan Denglong braced his dilapidated body, clasped his palms together, and the aura of the Liquan sword raged, and the hundreds of thousands of swords remaining in the air merged into one giant sword, and slashed down at the giant.

Bang!
The ground shattered again, and the magma below surged violently, but then disappeared in an instant.

Originally, Fengdu Hell's treasure, Yin-Yang Soul Cleansing Banner, had become extremely unstable after being pulled out, but now, Fan Denglong's sword made the situation even worse, and the entire space had begun to become unstable.

However, this heavy blow did not harm the giant, he just took a step back and appeared thousands of miles away.

"Wan Jian Chaozong,"

Fan Denglong separated his palms and waved his arms. The huge sword in the air was divided into dozens of handles, and the big sword rotated with his arms.

Attack the giant again.

"That's right, it's a bit like a trapped beast is still fighting."

The giant deliberately slammed into the dozens of large swords, and every time it hit, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the air.

Million swords, ruined!
Fan Denglong's arms drooped, his face was as white as paper, and Liquan simply fell to the ground.

"do not go,"

Fan Denglong reached out and grabbed Liquan, "Protect Liang Fan, I can still do it."

There may have been wounds on the giant, but they healed in just this moment.

Although the trick Lu Dongbin left him was a bit unexpected, the effect was not obvious.

The sword spirit was a little unwilling, but he also knew that Liang Fan couldn't be injured in the slightest, so he had to fly around Liang Fan to protect him.

"Now, is it time to ask my old friend out?"

When he was outside the accompanying capital city, Zhenlongyin once uttered words when he was in the state of the five-clawed golden dragon, that is, he had some exchanges with this giant.

"hey-hey,"

Fan Denglong smiled, his hair was disheveled, his figure was trembling, but there was a look of madness.

The True Dragon Seal has always been his biggest hole card, but now, it must be time to use it.Moreover, it was the last fight.

"Just bullying a child like this, the majestic demons have fallen to such a point?"

It was Yan Jun who was standing aside and watching, suddenly appeared in front of Fan Denglong, teleporting.

Fan Denglong was startled suddenly, even the giant was surprised for a while.

"You also want to use the mantis arm as a cart?"

The giant was a little disdainful. At the beginning, Yan Jun was imprisoned in the magic circle with his own hands. He knew exactly what Yan Jun's cultivation was.

"If you don't try it, how will you know who is the mantis and who is the car?"

After saying these words, Yan Jun suddenly looked listless, but a ball of white air floated out of his body.

It floated into the air and turned into an auspicious cloud, on which was an old man with a white beard holding the floating dust, smiling without saying a word.

"Taishang Laojun,"

The giant was taken aback, "It's such a good one to transform into three cleansers. I didn't expect you to have such spare time to take care of the affairs of the underworld."

(End of this chapter)