Chapter 2720

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

True Strength

"Damn, this son of a b * tch. He can't beat me, so he bullies me with numbers. This is disgusting. Does he really think that I don't have any helpers?"

Xiao Hei was so angry that his liver hurt. He looked at Zhuowen and shouted, "Boy, what are you waiting for?

Where are the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword? "

Xiao Hei's words shocked Ping Han and the other two, but they soon calmed down. They thought that the Weapon Spirit of the Thunder Fire Sword was just bluffing.

Puff!

Puff!

Suddenly, two streams of blood shot out, followed by two blood-curdling screams.

Ping Han was shocked. He quickly looked to his sides and saw that both of his junior brothers had lost an arm. Blood gushed out as if it could not be stopped. Their appearance was extremely miserable.

Ping Han also saw the real culprit who cut off his two Junior Brothers. It was two Divine Swords.

One of the Divine Swords shone with bloody light, while the other was surrounded by Death Qi. They were both extraordinary.

Although the aura of these two Divine Swords was not as strong as the Thunder Fire Sword, they were still Divine Weapons of Primordial Origin Master. From their aura, it could be seen that the power of these two Divine Swords was comparable to that of a Peak Primordial Origin Master.

"You have Divine Weapons of Primordial Origin Master?

How can one person control so many Divine Weapons of Primordial Origin Master? "

Ping Han was shocked and in disbelief.

He also had a Primordial Level God Artifact, but to drive it, he needed to use all of his consciousness to drive the Primordial Level God Artifact.

As for driving two Divine Weapons of Primordial Origin Master, his Divine Sense could not withstand it. In his opinion, Primordial Origin Master could not drive two Divine Weapons of Primordial Origin Master at the same time, let alone three.

But the white-clothed youth in front of him did it. Was this guy really the Heavenly Law Master?

Although Ping Han was shocked, it was not the time for him to be shocked because the Thunder Fire Sword had led the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword over.

After going through Xiao Hei's conditions, the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword had improved significantly. At the same time, the two Divine Swords had become this guy's loyal subordinates. They would obey Xiao Hei's orders without question.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the three divine swords formed a triangular formation, sealing off all of Ping Han's blind spots. Sword shadows surrounded Ping Han like a storm, and Ping Han himself became the core of the sword shadow storm, trapped within.

For a moment, Ping Han fell into an absolute disadvantage. The attacks of the three divine swords were too fierce, suppressing Ping Han to the point where he was covered in cuts and bruises.

Puchi!

Finally, Ping Han struggled to break free from the encirclement. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale. The aura on his body was extremely weak.

"You are truly despicable. You killed the people of my Impermanence Palace. You will pay the debt of blood with blood. You will never have peace."

Ping Han spat out another mouthful of blood. After saying these words, he crushed the escape talisman that he had prepared long ago. He turned into a streamer and rushed into the distance.

Unfortunately, Zhuowen was always on guard against Ping Han's movements. At this moment, seeing Ping Han crush the Escape Talisman, he was able to determine the direction in which Ping Han wanted to leave in advance, and blocked in front of Ping Han.

"A mere Heavenly Law Master, relying on three Divine Artifacts of the Origin, dares to block in front of me? You are simply courting death!"

When Ping Han saw that Zhuowen had stopped him, he felt relieved and a trace of disdain rose in his heart. He suddenly punched out, intending to kill the white-clothed youth in front of him with one blow.

Zhuowen stood calmly in the same place, looking at Ping Han's fist that was getting closer and closer. His eyes flashed like lightning, and he also punched out.

This punch did not use the power of the Pangu Sacred Body, but the power of his True Body.

He wanted to see if the True Body of the Heavenly Law Master could really fight against the Master of the Origin.

When Zhuowen first broke through, he felt that his True Body was completely different from the ordinary Heavenly Law Masters. Moreover, his strength was much stronger than the ordinary Heavenly Law Masters.

Boom!

Zhuowen directly collided with Ping Han. Terrifying energy ripples spread out, and the surrounding starry sky rippled with dense ripples.

Zhuowen snorted and retreated dozens of steps. Ping Han's body swayed, and after he stabilized himself, he looked at the white-clothed youth in front of him in shock.

In his opinion, his punch should be enough to kill the white-clothed youth in front of him, who was merely the Heavenly Law Master.

However, the fact was that the white-clothed youth in front of him was not killed by him, but blocked his attack. Moreover, the white-clothed youth only retreated dozens of steps, as if he was not injured at all.

Ping Han felt that it was incredible. The white-clothed youth in front of him was much weaker than him. Not only did the white-clothed youth block his attack, but he was also not injured. This was too unexpected.

Zhuowen steadied himself, but his eyes were shining. He knew that the strength of his True Body was indeed comparable to that of the ordinary Master of the Origin.

As for Ping Han's attack, it was indeed powerful. If Zhuowen's Pangu Sacred Body was not powerful, Zhuowen might have been seriously injured by the attack just now.

"Go to hell!"

Ping Han's eyes were gloomy. He knew that he had underestimated the white-clothed youth in front of him. He had used all his skills in this attack, and he was determined to kill this youth completely.

Zhuowen also punched out again. This time, he did not use the strength of his True Body, but the strength of his Pangu Sacred Body.

Since he had already tested the strength of his True Body and had a general understanding of it, he naturally would not use it again. Instead, he planned to use his Pangu Sacred Body to end the battle quickly.

When Ping Han's fist collided with Zhuo Wen's fist again, Ping Han's expression changed. He could feel a suffocating power coming from the fist in front of him.

This force was like an avalanche, pouring into Ping Han's fist.

Ping Han could clearly feel that this power had caused his arm to be twisted and fractured. Furthermore, it was bent in an irregular manner. Then, his arm exploded inch by inch, turning into a bloody mist.

A sense of helplessness rose in Ping Han's heart. This force was so terrifying that he could not resist it at all.

Ping Han wanted to retreat and avoid this terrifying power, but unfortunately, after that power destroyed his arm, it was like a hot knife through butter, directly entering his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bursts of bloody mist burst out from Ping Han's body. Every time a burst of bloody mist burst out, Ping Han took a step back. He took dozens of steps back, and dozens of horrible wounds appeared on his body. The bloody wounds looked very terrifying.

Ping Han suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was stiff, and he was almost beaten to death.