Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

Chapter 466 The madness in the tomb!

In the empty tomb, the rut could even hear the sound of his heart beating faster because of holding his breath. When the sound of Crow Jiujian hitting the coffin was dissipated, the monster also stopped by the coffin. After losing its target, it became more and more manic, and its two fleshy and swollen hands smashed in the air fiercely.

“boom!”

The monster’s fist accidentally slammed heavily on the coffin. After a loud noise, Hanzhe saw that the hard granite coffin was smashed into several dense cracks.

The physical and mental pressure made the cold rut unbearable anymore, and he coughed up a suffocating breath. For fear of being noticed by the monster, he immediately covered his mouth with both hands tightly.

Fortunately, the monster seemed to be the object of venting the establishment of the coffin party that had trapped him for thousands of years. He didn’t notice the slight noise on the cold rut at all, but continued to smash the coffin violently.

The coffin weighing nearly a thousand pounds was hit by the monster again and again. It sinks at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, those cracks gradually covered the entire rock coffin.

Witnessing the destructiveness of the monster’s horror with their own eyes, the audience in the live broadcast room all sweated for the cold. Even timid audiences were scared by this scene, but there are still many people who are doing their best to cheer up the cold.

“Let’s quickly help the anchor think of a solution, otherwise he will really die here!”

“What else can you do! Didn’t you see that the thing was broken even with the Crow Nine Sword?”

“Housekeeper Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 20 rockets-Lao Han, no matter what, I believe you, I will bring the best wine and wait for you in Beijing!”

“Peng Sanlei presented the anchor with 10 rockets-you were the anchor when you first came in, and now you are my brother. Don’t die!”

Seeing that the audience in the live broadcast room was still encouraging, he knew that he had no reason to give up on himself. While the monster was still immersed in his own anger, Hanzhe took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart. He knows that for the current situation, what is needed most is calmness.

And the courage to fight back!

Ya Jiujian was broken, but just less than four or five meters away from him, a brand new sword, Zhan Lujian, was inserted impressively.

If you use the Zhan Lu sword, you can definitely split the coffin. It’s just that sound, it will inevitably lead to monsters. At that time, there will be fierce battles. It’s better to save energy…

In the dim tomb, the blade of Zhan Lujian was still shining with a unique cold light. That is the light of hope! Vaguely, Hanzhe seemed to hear the call from the sword of benevolence and righteousness.

This monster is terrifying, but since the ancestors can kill him and trap him here, it shows that there must be a weapon to destroy him, a method of restraining him.

Right now, beside Hanzhe, there is a peerless artifact. In his heart, the law of national martial arts was integrated. A voice kept echoing in his mind. And it is getting stronger.

Kill that monster!

As soon as this crazy idea came out, Hanzhe was taken aback. Once I think of my current situation, there seems to be no better way than this.

Even if it can’t be killed by a single blow, if you can find the time to cut the monster with one sword. Measure what kind of monster he is, it is impossible to threaten him anymore.

Under the balance, the cold eyes fixed on the Zhan Lu sword that was shining with cold light. At the same time, he raised his ears and listened to the monster’s every move.

The wildness of human beings in desperate situation is manifested vividly at this moment. Audiences who like live broadcast of the cold track can see the familiar decisiveness in his eyes and expressions. That kind of desperate momentum and spirit ignited their emotions in an instant.

“I seem to know what the anchor wants to do, come on, we support you!”

“Housekeeper Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 10 rockets-Lao Han, this is you I know. Fuck him!”

“Lao Ma presented the anchor with 5 rockets-I’m not promising, and I can’t stop my tears.”

“Peng Sanlei presented 66 rockets to the anchor-get rid of him, and I will buy you the shark!”

If Hanzhe could see those barrages, he would definitely be moved. But at this moment, he must concentrate all his energy on dealing with monsters.

Like a lion lurking in the grass, waiting quietly for the opportunity.

“Boom!” As the monster slammed on the coffin again and again, the granite coffin made a muffled noise as hoped, and the cracks spread quickly across the body.

Several thousand catties of granite, like the floor tiles that carried him, were completely torn apart.

That is to say, when the loud noise covered the entire tomb, the momentum of the cold rut also rose to its apex. Like an agile black panther, his figure shot out with a swish. When he pounced on the ground in front of him, he rolled again on the spot and pulled out the Zhanlu sword nailed as a brick.

The whole action was completed in one go. Hanzhe half-kneeled on the ground, holding the sword tightly in his hand.

“Boom!”

The cold track can hear the pulse of her being quickened here because of tension.

Amazingly, his entire movement was completed at the moment of that loud noise. Even at the end of his feet, the aftershocks of the sarcophagus burst lingering in his ears.

However, this is just the beginning for the cold rut.

Next, what he has to do is thousands of times more thrilling than just now.

Grunt. Hanzhe swallowed and let out a breath. Staring at the monster intently, the big beads of sweat crossed his cheeks.

As if sensing the cold panting, the monster turned his head, his face was fleshy and skinless, and his long fangs pierced his chin, shining white light, exaggeratedly exposed. Even in the dim tomb, the image is very shocking.

And the more so, the more chilling is needed. He wants to attract monsters.

呲呲…

It was the sound of Hanzhe rubbing the Zhan Lu sword on the ground, which instantly attracted the monster’s attention.

The sound of the cold rut hitting the ground with a sword is looming, and the monster also follows the sound step by step.