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Chapter 200: The End of the Crossbow

The huge thunder-blade python, like an ancient wild dragon beast, roared crazily at Yan Lan, releasing shocking waves.

"sucker Punch!"

Yan Lan shouted coldly, staring at the Thunder Blade Python. With a thought, he immediately opened a crack in the front of the golden ball. The golden power was like a balloon deflating, and it rushed towards the Thunder Blade Python.

The two energies clash instantly.

At this moment, there was no huge explosion.

I saw that the golden power was like aqua regia molten iron. No matter how the Thunder Blade Python charged up, it never came back. It was instantly dissipated by the golden power into a free state of thunder, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

Situ Zhaoyun stared solemnly at the continuously dissipating thunder blade, his eyes becoming more and more crazy. He immediately jumped up, holding the magic talisman, smiled sinisterly, and slapped Yan Lan fiercely.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and she shouted: "Seeking death!"

After saying this, Yan Lan freed up his right hand, and the Red Melting Sword immediately appeared, with streaks of lightning filling the sword's body. With a loud shout, he slashed at Situ Zhaoyun fiercely.

"boom!"

Yan Lan felt as if the Red Melting Sword had struck a piece of hard metal, making a sharp buzzing sound.

"Yan Lan, with this little trick, you can't break my magic talisman. You will die, Ten Thousand Thunder Killing Talisman!" Situ Zhaoyun's eyes were filled with even more intense madness.

"Thousands of thunder-killing talismans. I didn't expect that the Situ family could refine such a talisman. Judging from its power, I'm afraid it would be like another Situ Zhaoyun joining the battle. Today's Yan Lan is simply fighting two against one, and the chance of victory is even slimmer!

"

Among the monks watching the battle, there were many with outstanding insight, who immediately saw the mystery of the Ten Thousand Thunder Killing Talismans.

At this time, Yan Lan discovered that the talisman in Situ Zhaoyun's palm released another thunder blade storm, and its power was actually not as powerful as the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade released by Situ Zhaoyun's body.

Two giant thunder blade pythons surrounded Yan Lan from different directions, and tens of thousands of thunder blades frantically trapped Yan Lan in the center.

"Thousands of thunder-killing talismans!" Yan Lan looked solemnly, then grinned and said with a scornful smile, "No matter what method you use, I will kill your hope of victory."

Yan Lan waved her right hand and released a ball of light nearly two feet in diameter. With a thought, it entered and exited the Zen space.

Everyone felt that Yan Lan's figure flashed, and the light ball was filled with golden powers.

"This kid from the Yan tribe is a little strange. Where does this golden superpower come from? I don't see how it works. It seems like it came out of thin air." Many monks watching the battle wondered.

In fact, every monk has his own secret, which is their life-saving trump card. It is taboo to get to the bottom of it unless you have the ability to see through it.

Therefore, they were confused and confused, and it was not easy to ask for clarification.

The senior officials of each clan also had different expressions as they carefully investigated the source of Yan Lan's golden power.

Yan Lan's palms faced each other, with a golden ball floating in the middle. In the blink of an eye, he drank again, and the golden ball exploded violently.

The huge golden superpower was like a planet exploding, sweeping in all directions.

Tens of thousands of thunder blades were swept away by the exploding golden supernatural energy in a matter of seconds, leaving only free lightning energy wandering around the world in an irregular manner.

"The Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade...is broken just like that?"

"How is it possible? Situ Zhaoyun's Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade, with the blessing of Thunder Pill, can be destroyed in one move?"

"..."

When many monks looked at the round world that was not left behind by thunder and lightning, and looked at Situ Zhaoyun with a dull expression, at this moment, it seemed as if they spanned two time and space, and there was a sense of eternity as if they were separated from each other.

One moment, the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade was still fierce, and the next moment, everything was gone. This drastic change in vision naturally caused a huge psychological gap among everyone.

Situ Hengyi couldn't help but jumped up from his seat, and his old eyes released an incredible light. His gaze when he looked at Yan Lan suddenly became fierce.

"This son must not be kept, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Situ Hengyi pinched the stone base under his body. When he removed his palm, one side of the hard stone base had turned into powder.

Yan Lan turned around and faced Situ Zhaoyun directly. With a move of her right hand, she immediately released a huge amount of spiritual energy, directing golden superpowers to cover her whole body.

"I have warned you long ago not to be too arrogant. Now, pay the price for your cruelty!"

The Yanlan Red Molten Sword was pointed directly at Situ Zhaoyun, and the huge power of the thunder soul pierced Situ Zhaoyun along the sword's blade.

Situ Zhaoyun's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Yan Lan could break the thunder blade storm with one move, and he felt a strong killing intent from Yan Lan's sword.

At this moment, Situ Zhaoyun was at the end of his strength. His most powerful trump card had been destroyed by Yan Lan. Even though he still had a lot of fighting power, the fighting spirit deep in his soul was no longer strong.

However, the strong still have strong foundation. Just when the power of Yan Lan's thunder soul was about to invade Situ Zhaoyun's body, a silver light appeared on Situ Zhaoyun's body, blocking most of the power of the thunder soul for him.

Yan Lan frowned and snorted coldly: "There are many magic weapons. Let me see how many magic weapons you have to resist my attack."

With an arrogant smile, Yan Lan suddenly grasped the Red Melting Sword in her palm. Immediately, the five elements of energy between heaven and earth swarmed in, and in the blink of an eye the Red Melting Sword turned into a three-foot-long sword.

"Show your strongest magic weapon!"

Yan Lan roared, and the huge sword swung straight at Situ Zhaoyun like a divine whip.

"Bang!"

Situ Zhaoyun was severely slapped to the ground, and the silver light around him shone even more intensely.

"Okay, what a powerful protective magic weapon. I want to see how many times it can protect you!"

After saying this, Yan Lan frantically absorbed the energy of the Five Elements, and gradually increased the mixture of golden superpowers. The three-foot-long sword was like whipping a criminal, one sword after another, continuously slashing at Situ Zhaoyun's body.

Every time he slashed, Situ Zhaoyun's body would flash with silver light.

However, every time it happened, the silver light on Situ Zhaoyun's body would dim a bit.

Situ Zhaoyun's energy was completely locked by Yan Lan, and his momentum was at a disadvantage. For a moment, the genius who used to be so majestic and had never fallen to this level was extremely unsuitable to this kind of fighting method of being covered.

However, the more uncomfortable you are, the less able you are to resist.

"die!"

Yan Lan gathered another sword, and the silver light on Situ Zhaoyun finally shattered with a crisp sound.

At this moment, Situ Zhaoyun's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yan Lan, if you kill me, our Situ family will never let it go, hahaha..."

Situ Zhaoyun completely entered a state of madness. He sacrificed his magic weapon desperately, part of it was used for defense, and part of it was used to attack Yanlan like a spark of fire.

However, he sacrificed these magic weapons in a hurry. Although there were a lot of them, they were all weak and could not do any harm to Yan Lan at all.

Yan Lan pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Situ Xiao'er, thank you for gifting me the magic weapon. I will accept it for you without any courtesy."

Immediately, Yan Lan rolled up his right hand, and dozens of magic weapons were swept over by him and put into the storage ring.

Situ Zhaoyun calmed down, and couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart. These magic weapons were all high-grade magic weapons given to him by his family. Even most of his clan members who were a generation above him were not qualified to possess these magic weapons. He did not expect this panic attack.

, it was a waste of time to get Yan Lan’s advantage.

"Yan Lan, I will fight with you!" Situ Zhaoyun roared wildly, and his spiritual energy surged, like a dangerous cannonball, shooting directly at Yan Lan.

Yan Lan smiled faintly and said: "My life is more precious than yours, and I will not play stupid tricks with you."

With a move of his finger, several golden superpowers shot towards Situ Zhaoyun, instantly opening several loopholes in his body's defense.

"Vulnerable!"
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