freenovelworld Chapter 817
Chapter 817
In the Demon God camp, the soldiers were first shocked by Han Changkong's sudden action and gasped, but soon, their eyes were filled with ardent respect and trust.
They all gripped their weapons tightly, raised them high, and shouted in unison:
"Commander Li is mighty! Commander Li will surely win!"
The shouts resounded throughout the battlefield like thunder, shaking the earth slightly, as if to convey the faith and strength in their hearts to Han Changkong.
At this time, Han Changkong stood tall and straight, like a pine tree standing proudly in the center of the battlefield.
He slightly raised his bony right hand, then slowly extended his index finger. The movement seemed casual, but it carried an invisible deterrent force.
He faced Xuan Tianjin, raised the corner of his mouth in a provocative arc, and gently hooked his index finger while speaking loudly:
"Come here!"
The sound was like a huge bell, echoing in the empty battlefield and clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Seeing this scene, Xuan Tianjin could no longer fail to understand Han Changkong's intention. It was clearly a naked mockery and provocation.
His eyes suddenly widened in anger, as if fire was about to spit out of them, his face turned red, and the veins on his neck bulged out like winding earthworms.
The rage in his heart was ignited to the extreme and he could no longer suppress it.
The next moment, divine power shone brightly around him, the space instantly twisted, and the whole person appeared in front of Han Changkong in an instant like a golden lightning.
With his appearance, a powerful pressure spread out in all directions like surging waves. The surrounding air was squeezed to make a "sizzling" sound. The ground also trembled slightly because of this force, and sand and stones flew everywhere, as if a storm was about to come.
The moment Xuantian Jin appeared, his palms danced like lightning, and the power of golden rules was like a surging galaxy pouring into his palms. In an instant, two dazzling and cold golden swords whistled out of the void.
His eyes widened in fury, like an ancient god of war descending to earth. His roar resounded like thunder, and he swung his swords. In an instant, sword shadows filled the air, like billions of falling meteors, transforming into an impenetrable silver curtain of light that swept towards Han Changkong with overwhelming force. Each sword shadow carried an unparalleled edge that seemed capable of piercing the sun and moon. Wherever it passed, space felt like fragile glass, hissing and distorting as it was sliced and shattered. It felt as if the entire world trembled and begged for mercy under this power.
Han Changkong, however, remained calm as if Mount Tai was collapsing in front of him. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, standing proudly in the core of the sword shadow storm.
He raised his head slightly, and the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense, as if the devastating attack before him was just child's play.
Facing the torrent of sword shadows that was like a torrential rain and a pouring galaxy, he did not dodge or evade. His muscles instantly expanded, and his body was like that of an ancient war god cast in steel. A layer of dazzling metallic luster appeared on his skin. The luster was so rich that it was almost tangible, like a layer of indestructible golden armor, shining brightly and exuding a terrifying majesty.
When the sword shadow approached, in an instant, there was a deafening sound of metal clashing that resounded through the sky, just like thousands of bells ringing together, or like billions of war drums beating. The sound was so majestic and magnificent that it seemed to break through the sky and shatter the heavens.
Sparks flew everywhere, as if brilliant fireworks were blooming in the center of the battlefield. Each spark was like a burning star, illuminating the surroundings.
Under the fierce impact of the sword shadow storm, Han Changkong's figure was as steady as a rock and as hard as diamond, without moving at all. The ground beneath his feet seemed to have taken root and merged with him.
The tremendous impact force generated by each collision was easily absorbed and dissolved by his extremely strong and unimaginable physique like a sponge absorbing water, as if no force in the world could shake him in the slightest.