In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Su Han was extremely anxious. Every step he took was very big. His legs seemed to be infused with endless strength, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

The long sword in his hand was like a nimble silver snake, breaking through the wind as it stabbed at the monster madly.

However, the monster was blinded by hatred and completely ignored Su Han's attack, only wanting to tear Biyao to pieces.

Its six legs moved rapidly on the ground, splashing large amounts of mud. Its entire body was like a black hill, carrying endless murderous intent as it crushed towards Biyao.

Bi Yao looked at the monster that was pressing down on her like a mountain, and a wave of despair surged in her heart.

But she gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her body, turned around and tried to escape.

However, his legs were weak due to the previous injuries, and he shook with every step he took.

She could clearly feel the stench of the monster getting closer and closer, and her ears were filled with the deafening footsteps and angry roars.

Su Han was still some distance away from the monster. He knew it was too late, so he made up his mind and injected all his spiritual power into the sword.

The sword shone brightly, and the originally silver light was now tinged with a layer of light gold, as dazzling as the scorching sun.

"break!"

Su Han roared and used his most powerful sword skill. A golden sword energy flew out of the sword and slashed straight at the monster's back with the power of splitting the world.

The sword energy hit the monster, making a dull loud sound, like the ringing of a giant bell.

A long gash was instantly torn on the monster's back, and black blood gushed out like a fountain, spilling onto the ground and corroding a black smoke.

The monster felt pain and paused, its movement towards Bi Yao stopping for a moment.

Taking advantage of this precious moment, Biyao used up her last bit of strength, threw herself forward, and rolled behind a huge rock.

The monster lost its target and turned its head angrily, staring at Su Han viciously with its only remaining right eye, continuously spewing black mist from its mouth, which emitted a disgusting stench.

Su Han was breathing heavily, his hand holding the hilt of the sword turned white due to excessive force, and the veins on his arm were bulging. His eyes were firm, staring into the monster's murderous one eye without any fear.

At this time, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his hair was messy and stuck to his face, but his eyes were like a sharp sword, able to see through the monster.

The monster shook its huge body and rushed towards Su Han again.

Its six legs drew deep grooves in the ground, and its speed was faster than before. It was obviously completely enraged and wanted to fight Su Han to the death.

Su Han took a deep breath, adjusted the chaotic spiritual power in his body, and prepared to meet the monster's attack.

He knew that this battle had reached a life-and-death moment. If he was not careful, both he and Bi Yao would lose their lives.

When the monster rushed in front of Su Han, it jumped high, and its six legs were like huge sickles, chopping towards Su Han fiercely.

Su Han dodged the frontal attack by moving sideways, while the sword in his hand stabbed towards the monster's leg.

However, the monster was extremely agile. It twisted its body in mid-air to avoid Su Han's sword, and swept towards Su Han with one of its thick front legs.

Su Han quickly used his sword to block. With a "clang" sound, the huge force caused Su Han's palm to crack and the sword almost slipped out of his hand.

He was blown away by the force, drawing an arc in the air and hitting a big tree heavily.

The big tree couldn't bear the weight and broke with a "crack", and Su Han fell to the ground along with the trunk.

The monster let out a victorious roar and pounced towards Su Han again.

At this moment, Su Han felt severe pain all over his body, as if his internal organs were displaced, but he gritted his teeth, forced himself to crawl out from under the tree trunk.

There was no sign of retreat in his eyes, instead, his fighting spirit was ignited even more fiercely. (End of this chapter)