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The wave of air hit the man's heart as if he was in a deserted place.
The sternum and meridians were all shattered, and the whole person shrank like a deflated rubber ball.
Then, he fell from the air and made a big hole in the ground, paralyzing in it without any movement.
There was an endless look of unwillingness on his face. He never thought that one day, he would die in the hands of a bird!
Phew!
After finishing dealing with this person, Bai Ling subconsciously looked in Ling Hao's direction.
Then, he flapped his wings and flew in the direction of Zhu Xiaoru.
At this time, the battle situation in the void is still evenly matched between the two sides.
Nangong Qin, Chi Xiaoxuan and Zhu Xiaoru are still dealing with their opponents.
And Lu Yue, Qinglong and others, as well as dozens of ¡®bamboo men¡¯, are fighting against the other thirty or so Holy Emperors.
Although the opponent's cultivation level is generally higher, they did not take much advantage due to the entanglement of the 'Bamboo Man'.
And with Murong Ziyun and Bai Ling freeing up their hands, the balance in the field is bound to be broken.
While Bai Ling was fighting with the man.
Ling Hao and the others have already arrived in mid-air, about 10 or 20 kilometers away from Murong Ziyun and the others.
"Let's take action!"
Youju looked at Ling Hao and said, "You'd better go all out, because you probably only have one chance to take action!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.
While speaking, he stimulated the power of his blood, and the aura on his body rose to the extreme at the same time.
Then, without much tricks, he raised his hand and pointed a finger at Youju.
The air wave surged out, creating a burst of wind, and at the same time, a coercive momentum swept towards the opponent.
Tianxuan Finger!
From the momentum point of view, this Tianxuan Finger is not much different from when he activated it in the past, and even the speed seems to be a little slower.
"Is this your strongest trump card?"
Looking at Tian Xuanzhi¡¯s offensive, a look of disdain flashed across You Ju¡¯s face.
He once heard from Xue Li and Mo Ku that Ling Hao was very evil and could jump three or four levels to kill his opponents.
Originally, he still maintained the necessary vigilance and did not underestimate Ling Hao too much.
However, now that he saw that Ling Hao's trump card only had this power, he thought that it must be those losers from the Second Blood Demon Sect who deliberately demonized Ling Hao in order to evade responsibility.
Phew!
While speaking, Youju didn't have many tricks. He turned his hands over and formed an extremely violent mark and smashed it out, the formation was overwhelming.
In his opinion, after this round, the battle between the two will be over!
There won¡¯t be any surprises!
Not only him, but also You Heng, who was a thousand meters away, had the same idea. There was no way Ling Hao could take You Ju¡¯s move!
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The next second, their faces suddenly changed.
Like You Ju, a pair of pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle eye.
The hairs all over his body stood up, his expression was distorted, and a strong aura of death rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
The reason why he reacted this way was because the moment the two attacks collided, he knew he was wrong.
And, it¡¯s so wrong!
Ling Hao's move with the Tianxuan Finger looks ordinary on the surface, but it contains another energy that can destroy the world.
This energy far exceeds Ling Hao¡¯s move of Tianxuan Finger!
"Get out of the way!"
Youheng, who was a thousand meters away, naturally sensed that energy, his pupils shrank, and he quickly shouted out.
But, it¡¯s obviously too late!
Boom!
A loud noise spread across the sky, deafening, and then Ling Hao and Youju were seen shooting backwards.
Ling Hao stabilized after flying a distance of two to three hundred meters.
Except for his breath being slightly disordered and a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, there were no other injuries.
And the quiet bow is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves
As if flying a thousand meters away, an arc-shaped blood belt floated out of the air.
Immediately afterwards, he fell heavily from mid-air to the ground. After spewing out a large mouthful of blood again, he collapsed on the ground like mud.
With one move, all the bones in the body were shattered, the meridians were severed, and only one breath was left hanging.
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With difficulty, he raised his hand and looked at Ling Hao's figure in mid-air.
Unable to say a word, a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth, and then he kicked his legs and lost all breath.
The strong man who stepped half into the eighth-grade Saint Emperor realm died!
Just as he thought before, the battle between the two was indeed over in one round!
However, the result was different from what he imagined!
Until the moment he died, he didn¡¯t understand what was going on!
Ling Hao clearly only has the martial arts aura of a second-grade Saint Emperor. No matter how evil he is, he can only compete with opponents in the middle stage of the Saint Emperor.
But I was actually in the late seventh-grade realm, and I was killed instantly by the opponent with just one move!
What the hell is going on with this horse rider!
He can only ask the Lord of Hell this question!
at the same time.
In mid-air, Ling Hao also had an extremely shocked expression on his face. He did not expect such a result.
Then, he transferred his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ??consciousness.
"Brother Ling Hao, how are you? I didn't lie to you, did I? Am I very powerful?" Zi Ling's slightly arrogant voice sounded in the sea of ??consciousness.
Obviously, Ling Hao was able to kill Youju instantly with one move, and it was naturally because of Zi Ling's move.
¡° Zi Ling had already told Ling Hao when Youju had announced that he would challenge Ling Hao in a duel.
Tell him not to worry, just worry about the next step, she will take care of him.
Actually, at the beginning, Ling Hao was still a little uneasy. After all, Youju was in the late seventh stage and was no joke.
If Zi Ling can't handle it, he will be the unlucky one.
However, Zi Ling repeatedly assured him that nothing would happen, so he agreed to give it a try.
And this result was really beyond his expectation!
"It's indeed awesome!" Ling Hao smiled and continued.
"The other person on the other side is probably at least half-footed in the cultivation of the ninth-grade Holy Emperor. Are you sure?"
"It may be a little shaky in your body, let me come out and give it a try!" Zi Ling responded.
As the words fell, a purple air ball floated next to Ling Hao. The petite figure in the air ball was none other than Zi Ling.
"Huh?!" At this moment, Youheng had arrived not far from Ling Hao.
He was originally extremely puzzled by Youju's death, but after seeing Zi Ling, he understood.
"You should be the source of the spiritual veins, right? Did Youju die in your hands?"
Youheng looked at Zi Ling carefully and then continued to speak.
"You really surprised me. I didn't expect you to have practiced to the point where you can transform!"
"That's great. You are worth much more now than before you couldn't transform!"
"You old fool, how can you come up with so much nonsense? If you want to take me away, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Zi Ling responded.
"Haha, you'll see it soon!" Youheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
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