Chapter: 4108
"Buzz~!"
The flying sword in front of him vibrated rapidly again.
In an instant, the sword energy around him surged.
Han Feiyang frowned, and felt that the power of the flying sword in his hand doubled, like a mad bull.
Just as Han Feiyang was about to increase his strength again, the huge flying sword suddenly split in three!
The three flying swords suddenly flew out of his hand and returned to Wang Hao's side, floating in the air.
These three flying swords, one large and two small, were full of light and sharp sword energy.
"Mother and child flying swords?"
Han Feiyang was quite surprised.
He thought Wang Hao only had one flying sword, but he didn't expect it to be three flying swords, which made the threat even greater.
As expected of the chief of the mysterious sword school, he was indeed extraordinary.
"You are really good for forcing me to show my trump card, but that's all."
Wang Hao said coldly: "Next, I will not hold back. Whether you live or die, it's up to fate!"
After saying that, he pointed his sword forward a little.
"Swish!"
The largest flying sword shot out first and turned into a white light.
Immediately afterwards, the other two slightly smaller flying swords, one on the left and one on the right, shot at Han Feiyang from two directions.
The most bizarre thing is that the two flying swords on the left and right did not shoot out in a straight line, but in an arc like a half moon.
In this way, the attack angle becomes particularly tricky and hard to defend.
Even if Han Feiyang blocked the flying sword in front, the two flying swords on the left and right were enough to kill him.
Seeing this scene, Han Feiyang looked solemn, no longer hiding his secrets, and directly used his ultimate move.
"The Wind God is angry!"
Han Feiyang shouted in a low voice, and all the internal energy gushed out.
In an instant, the phantom of the god became taller and more solid, and a strong wind blew around it, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The next second, Han Feiyang slapped out with both palms.
The phantom of the god that followed immediately made the same move. JrNovels.com
The flying sword in front of him vibrated rapidly again.
In an instant, the sword energy around him surged.
Han Feiyang frowned, and felt that the power of the flying sword in his hand doubled, like a mad bull.
Just as Han Feiyang was about to increase his strength again, the huge flying sword suddenly split in three!
The three flying swords suddenly flew out of his hand and returned to Wang Hao's side, floating in the air.
These three flying swords, one large and two small, were full of light and sharp sword energy.
"Mother and child flying swords?"
Han Feiyang was quite surprised.
He thought Wang Hao only had one flying sword, but he didn't expect it to be three flying swords, which made the threat even greater.
As expected of the chief of the mysterious sword school, he was indeed extraordinary.
"You are really good for forcing me to show my trump card, but that's all."
Wang Hao said coldly: "Next, I will not hold back. Whether you live or die, it's up to fate!"
After saying that, he pointed his sword forward a little.
"Swish!"
The largest flying sword shot out first and turned into a white light.
Immediately afterwards, the other two slightly smaller flying swords, one on the left and one on the right, shot at Han Feiyang from two directions.
The most bizarre thing is that the two flying swords on the left and right did not shoot out in a straight line, but in an arc like a half moon.
In this way, the attack angle becomes particularly tricky and hard to defend.
Even if Han Feiyang blocked the flying sword in front, the two flying swords on the left and right were enough to kill him.
Seeing this scene, Han Feiyang looked solemn, no longer hiding his secrets, and directly used his ultimate move.
"The Wind God is angry!"
Han Feiyang shouted in a low voice, and all the internal energy gushed out.
In an instant, the phantom of the god became taller and more solid, and a strong wind blew around it, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The next second, Han Feiyang slapped out with both palms.
The phantom of the god that followed immediately made the same move. JrNovels.com
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