Yamamoto''s heavy country hasn''t made any moves yet. The blazing high temperature is coming. If there is spiritual pressure to protect the body, I''m afraid it will evaporate the water molecules in the body and bake them dry in a few seconds.


    The ice wheel pill in his hand trembled slightly and flickered a light blue light from time to time. It was obvious that he was extremely disgusted with the flow blade Ruo fire, which was completely opposite to his own attributes.


    Zhang Han looked dignified and clenched the ice wheel pill with both hands. Suddenly, the clothes on his upper body burst open, and the force of ghost way burst out from his body, turned into dozens of light blue thunder lights, and condensed on his arms and shoulders.


    Lei instantaneous!


    The Thor mode has not been built yet. Zhang Han can''t use the full version of Lei instantaneous, which has limited improvement in combat effectiveness, but it''s better than nothing.


    "Nani? No way!"


    In the distance, the broken bee stared at Zhang Han who stood in the sky in the fire. To be more precise, he watched the lightning twining around Zhang Han''s shoulders and arms and muttered to himself,


    "I should have created this move to combine ghost and white fighting. Why can he use it? How is it possible?"


    Zhang Han paid all his attention to Yamamoto and didn''t hear the whispers of broken bees. Of course, even if you hear it, you won''t care.


    Broken bee can''t even call the name of this move. It''s good to say original? Let''s wait until the night comes


    "Do you still have the courage to wield a knife in my flowing blade like fire? It''s very good, kid!" Yamamoto Chongguo with a little appreciation, the spirit pressure surges, the surrounding fire is higher and higher, and the temperature is higher and higher, as if to burn the whole Sanfan team to ashes!


    The violent momentum combined with the terrible high temperature, Yamamoto heavy country standing in the sea of fire is like the flame giant who destroyed Asgard. No, it may be more terrible than the flame giant!


    With such a terrible momentum, his body was locked by the other party''s spiritual pressure. Zhang Han''s face was very dignified, and the spiritual pressure stirred. In the light blue cold current wrapped around the blade, a trace of fiery red suddenly appeared.


    "Touch and cut!"


    Opposite, Yamamoto''s eyes narrowed and his body flashed. The blade was like lightning. Cut it quickly!


    In the face of the chopping attack like a whirlwind, Zhang Han didn''t dare to keep it at all. Holding the ice wheel pill in his hands, he waved it out in front of him.


    "Dance of hell, crescent sky rush!"


    The first half of the blade was strongly compressed by the spirit pressure, and almost solidified into a solid ice crescent, mixed with a trace of fire red hell fire, turned into a high-speed rotating light wheel and shot out.


    Hell fire is the energy for the soul. It looks like a flame on the surface, but there is no temperature at all. If ordinary people approach it, they will feel palpitations and ice cold from the depths of their soul.


    Therefore, the fire of hell and the power of ice are superimposed, and there is basically no conflict between them.


    Zi, Zi


    To Zhang Han''s horror, the high-density Lingzi chop, which combined the power of hell fire and cold ice, was crushed by the other party''s sword, divided into two and exploded into pieces of broken ice!


    Death is the strongest in the world. How strong should it be?!


    Ten thousandth of a second, Zhang Hangen could not think about countermeasures, but instinctively raised the ice wheel pill and blocked it in front of his chest.


    The sword pressure suddenly struck Zhang Han. Zhang Han''s face was stiff, his eyes were angry, and countless blood threads appeared on it.


    Bang! Bang!


    The first sound is the sound of the ice wheel pill being cut off, and the second sound is the sound of the broken mask!


    Zhang Han stood quietly in place, his body stiff, like a statue. The pupils of a pair of writing wheels are tight, full of unbelievable, staring at half of the blade that fell to the ground for a long time!


    Poop!


    From the left shoulder to the right abdomen, a bone deep wound burst out, and blood gushed wildly.


    However, Zhang Han didn''t care about his injury at all. He just stared at the cut soul chopping knife. His face was dull and gray!


    It''s broken! It''s broken!


    Senluo Vientiane is not the standard shallow play issued by the college, but the embodiment of the world. It represents a growing plane, but it was cut off by the other party!


    Even Odin has never done such a thing!


    Bang!


    Zhang Han suddenly half knelt on the ground and smashed the hard bluestone floor into a shallow pit. The ice wheel pill in his hand can no longer maintain its dissolution. Half of the blade and the blade that fell to the ground have changed back to the dark red color.


    In the field, the captain level God of death also held his breath and could not bear it.


    Jingle Chunshui''s eyes, which seemed to be awake, stared greatly. He raised his hand to the brim of his hat and whispered, "Oh, the old man is really true. He destroyed people''s understanding as soon as he did it."


    "It''s a little heavy!" said the floating bamboo.


    The cleavage of soul chopping Sabre is different from the original cleavage. The original cleavage is destroyed. You can repair it after warming it with soul power for a period of time. However, if the solution is destroyed, it is really broken!


    Zhang Han stared at the broken blade, clenched his fist, pulled his fingernails into the meat, and the red blood spread along his fingers.


    Pain, heartache! Hate, who should hate?


    Hate Yamamoto? Hate him for ruining his soul chopper? Or hate yourself, hate your powerlessness!


    As like as two peas, the leader of the mountain, the country''s leader, did not attack again, but slowly reduced the flames of the outside. "There is no such thing as the soul of the soul," he said. "


    When Zhang Han heard the speech, he suddenly raised his head. His scarlet eyes glared at Yamamoto''s heavy country and said gnashing his teeth, "you, damn it!"


    Previously, Zhang Han had never thought of making enemies with the corpse soul world. In his eyes, lanran was the only one. All that has been done for decades is to kill lanran.


    But now, I have one more enemy, no, maybe a group more!


    When Zhang Han''s voice fell, the momentum that had long been annihilated suddenly rose again. With him standing up again, the surging spirit pressure turned into a coat like blood and wrapped it on him.


    "Gaga, this old man is really terrible. Even I feel palpitations!" Bai Zhanghan''s voice came into my mind from the depths of his soul, like horror and teasing.


    Without waiting for Zhang Han to speak, Bai Zhang Han suddenly asked, "do you believe me? Asshole!"


    "Don''t believe it!"


    "Gaga, I actually expected such a standard answer..."


    Before he finished, Zhang Han impatiently interrupted, "if you don''t have a better suggestion, shut up!"


    "You damn guy, don''t interrupt me!!" Bai Zhanghan roared and said immediately, "I''ll instill all my strength into you. Go and kill him. I''ll take good care of you!"


    When Zhang Han heard the speech, he was suddenly stunned for a moment. A touch of warmth came out of his heart and said seriously, "yes, thank you, Bai!"


    "Cut! Don''t thank you. If you die here, I''ll die too! I''m just protecting my body!" Bai Zhanghan said proudly.