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- "Huh?!" The sixth-grade old man's pupils shrank instantly, and a strong aura of death enveloped him.
He wanted to dodge, but he was already riding a tiger and couldn't get off. He could only watch as the sword slashed towards him.
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Without much suspense, the arc-shaped sword flashed past his body, and his body was split into two and paralyzed.
When the two fifth-grade men and women not far away saw this scene, they quickly fled towards the back, with panic on their faces.
However, with their teleportation speed, how could they be faster than Ling Hao? Before they ran a thousand meters, they saw two heads rushing into the air, blood spurting out.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? are all killed in less than five or six minutes.
Ling Hao then collected the Najie of ten people and evacuated the Tianxuan Space.
At this time, the square was completely a unilateral massacre. The thousands of people on the other side were no match at all. In such a short time, one or two thousand people were already lying down.
Zi Ling and Bai Ling could basically kill nearly a hundred people in one encounter. The remaining people had no fighting spirit at all, and everyone had extremely frightened expressions on their faces.
Phew!
Just when Ling Hao had just withdrawn from the Tianxuan space, a black sword light fell from the sky and struck straight at Bai Ling who was fighting.
"Bai Ling, be careful!" As Ling Hao spoke, the Crazy Saber pulled out a blade to meet him.
Bang!
The radiance of the mad sword exploded directly, and the black radiance struck Bai Ling. Immediately, he saw Bai Ling falling rapidly, and there was a faint trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
This is all due to Ling Hao's knife that helped it resolve part of the force, otherwise it would have been severely injured.
It can be seen from the opponent's sword that the person coming is at least the seventh-level ancestral state.
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After Bai Ling stabilized his body, without any pause, he flapped his wings and rushed towards the opponent again.
"Bai Ling, you are no match for him now, come back!" Ling Hao shouted loudly, and at the same time he ducked and chased after him.
After hearing Ling Hao's words, Bai Ling stopped directly. She always obeyed Ling Hao's words and never violated them.
"Jie Jie" At the same time, a man's voice sounded.
Then, a man in black robe was seen coming from the air. It was obviously the man who spoke to Ling Hao and the other four when they first came in.
"Master!" Those who were fighting shouted at the same time after seeing the man.
"You are so brave to kill so many people in my underworld!" The master of the underworld looked at Ling Hao and spoke sternly.
"Originally I only wanted the Nine Dragon Cauldron and the Heavenly Vault Yuan Stone, but now, I want your life too!"
¡°Come and get it if you have the ability!¡± Ling Hao responded.
"I know you have the Tianxuan Formation Disk on you!" The other party continued: "However, let me remind you, that thing is useless to me!"
"Really?" Ling Hao said with a faint smile: "You want to tell me that you can crack the formation in Tianxuan Space?"
"Don't doubt my words!" The Lord of the Underworld spoke again.
"Although I can't break the Tianxuan formation and can't get out of the Tianxuan space, I have a way to prevent my combat power from being affected at all in the Tianxuan space!"
"You mean, you have a high-level formation talisman?" Ling Hao asked.
"I don't have a formation talisman!" The Lord of the Underworld shook his head.
"Then I'm a little curious, how can you do it?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
He could tell from the other person¡¯s expression and eyes that he was probably not just talking nonsense, and that there might actually be a way to do it.
"You don't need to know this!" The Lord of the Underworld continued: "If you don't believe it, you can give it a try!"
"Even without the Tianxuan Formation Disk, I can still kill you, do you believe it?" Ling Hao replied.
"Haha do you believe it yourself?" The Lord of the Underworld said: "The only thing on your body that can kill me is the Nine Dragon Cauldron, but it's a pity that you can't move it at all"
Whoops!
Before the other party could finish his words, Ling Hao slashed at him with his sword.
Boom!
The man raised his hand and punched the sword. The sword exploded instantly and Ling Hao flew a thousand meters away.
The other party is at the same level as You Cheng of Nether Palace, and they are both half-stepped into the eighth-level ancestral realm. It would be difficult for Ling Hao to compete without the help of Tianxuan Space.
"Brother Ling Hao, how are you?" Zi Ling shouted loudly.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao responded.
"You will be in trouble soon!" The Lord of the Underworld said in a deep voice, and then punched Ling Hao in the same way.Smashed over.
The power of the fist was like a rainbow, and wherever it passed, the void was cracked.
Ling Hao did not fight him head-on and urged Youyi to avoid the opponent's punch.
However, the opponent obviously did not intend to stop easily. While his body flashed quickly, a series of fist shadows came towards Ling Hao like rain.
Ling Hao deliberately wanted to dodge, but the opponent's punch almost covered a range of several thousand meters. Even if he had the blessing of Youyi, it would be difficult for him to escape intact.
Therefore, the only way to defend is to use offense!
The next moment, I saw him taking out the Netherworld Shield from the Najie while condensing the Magic Sword Art.
Bang!
The opponent struck the Netherworld Shield with a punch, making a loud noise. Ling Hao retreated a hundred meters, but that was all, without any injuries.
At the same time, the Phantom Sword Jue reached a distance of tens of meters in front of the opponent, and was smashed into pieces by the opponent's punch.
¡°That shield of yours is interesting, try it with another punch from me!¡± The Lord of the Underworld was stunned for a moment and then activated it again, his aura instantly surged.
Immediately afterwards, without any tricks, he punched Ling Hao.
Ling Hao also wanted to see the sturdiness of the Netherworld Shield, so he didn't have any intention of dodging and bumped into the opponent's fist.
Boom!
With a loud noise, Ling Hao was shot backwards for three to four hundred meters. Apart from a slight numbness in his arm, he still had no injuries.
??????????????????????????????????????? Out of a full-strength punch at the seventh-level ancestral realm, he was able to block it so easily? !
Even Ling Hao himself was a little surprised. Netherworld Palace really didn¡¯t lie to him. This Netherworld Shield is indeed a treasure!
"Is that the Netherworld Shield of the Netherworld Palace?" The Lord of the Underworld frowned slightly.
"Some knowledge!" Ling Hao replied.
Whoops! call out! call out!
After the words fell, the figure flashed out, and the mad sword pulled out countless rays of cold light that swept into the air, filling the sky with sword light.
Sword Domain!
It¡¯s been a long time since he formed a sword realm to defend against enemies!
Whoops!
Immediately afterwards, a magic knife tore through the void and slashed towards the opponent.
"You can still form a sword realm, you are somewhat capable, but you are still weak!" The Lord of the Underworld's eyes narrowed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he saw his hands violently clasped together, and the void where the sword light was instantly distorted, and the sword light stopped.
Boom!
The next moment, the sword light exploded, and the void cracked open. Ling Hao and the other party each retreated two to three hundred meters.
In Ling Hao's sword domain, the Lord of the Underworld can only mobilize the combat power of the sixth-grade ancestral realm, and it is not that easy to take a magic sword by force.
When Ling Hao slashed out with his sword, he didn't stop at all. The afterimage flashed and he slashed out again.
The Lord of the Underworld's eyes darkened, and a jet black sickle flew out towards the sword light at high speed.
Boom!
After the loud noise, the two retreated hundreds of meters away again.
Immediately afterwards, both sides attacked again without any pause, and the void was turned upside down.
Although Ling Hao does not pose a threat to the Lord of the Underworld for the time being, because he has the Netherworld Shield in his hand, it will not be easy for the other party to capture him.
"I won't play with you anymore, get down here!" After the two sides fought for more than a dozen rounds, the Lord of the Underworld yelled sternly.
After the words fell, a huge phantom ghost face appeared in mid-air, a hundred meters high. It opened its mouth and bit Ling Hao, and a huge black hole appeared in the void.
"Try it!" Ling Hao muttered.
Then he flipped his wrist, and the mad knife in his hand was replaced by a pitch black spear, with a layer of light blue arrogance surrounding the gun body.
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