Chapter 1210

Now Han Wuchen, where there is before that rampant arrogance, his heart now only endless fear.

He doesn't even dare to think about how to suppress solo now. He has only one idea in his mind, that is, how to survive from solo.

As long as he survives from Solo, he has a chance.

As long as he blocks this move, he can join hands with his big brother to deal with solo.

Even, he could return to the law enforcement Hall of wudaojie, summon the experts and suppress Su Luo.

As long as he can live today, Suluo is a turtle in a jar and can't turn over any more waves.

But the premise of all this is that he can block sulo's move.

"You don't want to kill me

Han Wuchen roared again and poured his whole body Qi into the sword in his hand. The sword burst out with a bright light, like a flame, and collided with Suluo's long gun.

"Dang!"

The spear collided with the sword.

"Boom!"

The sound of the explosion sounded, and the energy swept everywhere!

"Click!"

The creepy sound of fragmentation rings out, and the sword in Han Wuchen's hand starts to appear cracks in the collision.

"How could that be?"

Han Wuchen looked at the cracked sword, and his face was scared to death.

Although the sword in his hand is not a magic weapon, it is also tempered and tough.

But how can this happen now.

His sword was smashed by a long gun with real Qi?

Incredible!

Unbelievable!

How can a person's true Qi be so powerful? Even in the martial arts world, there are only a few people who can do it in the state of Suluo.

This is not the power of a book at all!

Moreover, according to the data, Suluo grew up in Yanhuang all the time. How could he have such terrible power.

What adventure does this boy have?

But even if there is an adventure, it can't be so exaggerated.

Suluo's explosive power is a big sect in the martial arts world, and it's not too much to cultivate talents.

"Click!"

Just when Han Wuchen was daydreaming, suddenly, the sword in his hand could no longer bear the power of the God's gun and burst.

It's completely cracked!

Under the great power, Han Wuchen's tiger mouth was directly torn, blood and flesh blurred, revealing the white bones of the forest.

There was a scream of pain in his mouth.

But Suluo's eyes were as cold as ice, without the slightest hesitation. The spear of the God of the underworld continued to sweep down with great power. The spear was flashing, and the blood was spraying. Between the lightning and the flint, Han Wuchen had dozens of scars again.

In particular, the hell will carried by the gun of Hades, with the constant integration of Qi into his body, makes him feel that his soul is about to be torn.

"Poof

Finally, a dull voice came, and time suddenly stopped.

The gun of hell god finally passes through Han Wuchen's arm, and his arm is blasted into blood rain all over the sky.

Originally, this shot would directly penetrate Han Wuchen's chest, but Han Wuchen was an expert in martial arts and Taoism after all. Finally, he twisted his arm to avoid the fatal blow.

The blood rain sprayed, Han Wuchen's shrill scream rang through the sky.

"Why is that so?"

Han Wuchen looks at his broken arm, and the blood is like a fountain.

He can't believe it!

He couldn't believe that one of his arms was shot into blood.

He couldn't believe that Suluo, who was in their hands yesterday and could only run away in confusion, had changed from a sheep to a tiger today.

This abrupt change is really unacceptable.

What's more, who can tell him what kind of skill Suluo practiced? It's just a weapon of real Qi. Why is it so terrible.

What is that horrible hell will? Who can tell him what it is.

Who can give him an explanation.

"Remember what I said yesterday? Give me a day, and I'll take your life myself. Now I'm here, and you'll die today! "

Sullow's cold, heartless voice began to ring.

"Just now, you were lucky to escape with one arm, but this time, you are not so lucky."

The words fall, Su Luo doesn't have any politeness, the gun of the dark god in the hand once again a shock, take Sen ran extremely of kill intention, the sky and earth of toward Han Wu Chen sweep past.

Spear whistling, endless, with a very dense atmosphere.Under one shot, Han Wuchen will die without a burial place.

Han Wuchen in the face of this shot, as if to feel the arrival of death.

With endless fear on his face, he could no longer control his inner fear and yelled: "brother, help me, help me!"

"Save you? No one can save you. Die for me

Suluo's eyes are full of murderous ideas. How can he give Han Wuchen another chance? Now he has all the firepower. In his eyes, Han Wuchen is a mole ant.

That's what solo is now.

"Little bastard, kill my brother, have you asked me, stop!"

Seeing Su Luo's action, He Bi ran finally got action. His figure flashed and appeared directly behind Su Luo. His sword trembled and struck in the air.

The sword was so sharp that it tore the air.

He Bi Ran's move was a killing move. His sword was sharp and showed no leeway.

From the strength that Suluo showed just now, He Bi ran knows very well that if Suluo is allowed to kill Han Wuchen, he may not be able to help Suluo at that time. Now the best way is to join hands and suppress Suluo together.

The sword spirit is extremely fierce. After one strike, countless sword Qi permeate out. It seems that Suluo is enveloped by the sword Qi. The uncertain sword Qi seems to want to kill Suluo completely.

"Little bastard, you dare to break my arm, I want you to die, die for me!"

Han Wuchen's ferocious and bloodthirsty voice also rang.

This boy even dare to cut off one of his arms, he must use this boy's life to repay.

Moreover, if the boy does not die, it will leave a shadow in his heart for a lifetime. He may not be able to enter the magical realm in his life.

In the realm of martial arts and Taoism, we must be indomitable and free from dust and dirt.

He was frightened by sulo just now, leaving a shadow in his heart. If he breaks through in the future, this shadow may turn into a demon.

The biggest obstacle is the past.

How could he have made solo his own demon.

Gungungun's intention of killing comes out from Han Wuchen's body, and the air seems to be solidified.