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- Although Zi Ling is slightly inferior to the opponent in terms of combat power, it is not far behind.
And her speed is definitely not comparable to that of the opponent, so it is difficult for both sides to distinguish between superior and inferior in a short period of time.
On the other side, Bai Ling had already rushed towards the old woman.
At first, the old woman didn¡¯t take Bai Ling seriously at all, but after the two sides fought for several rounds, she finally stopped underestimating the enemy.
However, even if she tried her best, it was still difficult to take the lead, and she was forced to retreat by Bai Ling after a while.
"Boy, what other trump cards do you have?" At the same time, the God of Death looked at Ling Hao and said in a deep voice.
"I don't need any trump cards to deal with you!" Ling Hao replied lightly.
"Arrogant kid, let me see what arrogance you have!" The God of Death frowned and raised his hand to attack Ling Hao, waves of energy surged.
Ling Hao did not fight him head-on and dodged away.
"Aren't you very arrogant? Why" Death spoke.
Before he finished speaking, Ling Hao raised his hand and lit a wave of air.
"Get out!" The God of Death raised his hand and swept out a wave of air, causing Ling Hao's offensive to explode immediately.
Immediately afterwards, the God of Death continued to flip his hands and wrists, and violent winds roared out, turning the scene upside down.
"Mr. Ling, we are here to help you!" Not far away, Fengchi and a few people rushed over.
"Don't come over, you are no match!" Ling Hao shouted.
Then, holding the mad knife in his hand, he pulled out countless sharp cold lights and faced the opponent's offensive.
A fierce crashing sound was immediately heard at the scene, and air waves raged in the void. Ling Hao was hit several times and retreated hundreds of meters away.
"You can still withstand a beating, pick me up again" The God of Death said after being stunned for a moment.
Before he finished speaking, the air wave of Tianxuan Finger that Ling Hao pointed out flashed over again.
The God of Death frowned and swept out a mark.
And just when he was about to continue talking nonsense, a huge phantom palm swatted down at him, blowing up a gust of wind.
"What a trivial skill!" Death snorted coldly.
He raised his hand and shook it in the direction where his palm fell. Immediately, he saw ripples in the void, and the void immediately distorted.
The palm of the phantom seemed to be blocked by an invisible force. It stopped in mid-air and was difficult to move forward. The shape of the palm was also slightly distorted.
The next moment, a loud noise came out, the shadow's palm exploded instantly, and the void trembled.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Hao spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out, his aura was very disordered.
With such a big gap in realm, even if he activates his bloodline power, he won't be able to compete easily.
And just before he had time to stabilize his body, a mark from the God of Death hit him without any hindrance, and he was seen flying backwards for a distance of six to seven hundred meters again.
Fortunately, his defensive ability is not weak. Although he suffered a blow from the opponent, he was not seriously injured.
"It looks like I still underestimated you!" Seeing that Ling Hao was only slightly injured, the God of Death couldn't help but have a flash of surprise on his face.
In his estimation, after these two rounds, even second-level Taoist opponents would be severely injured, but Ling Hao only suffered minor injuries, which naturally surprised him.
"Are you satisfied with the beating?" Ling Hao took out an Emperor Grade Qi Condensing Pill and threw it into his mouth.
Then he looked at the God of Death: "Try to take another blow from me?"
"Haha, I'll give you a hundred knives no problem!" Death replied disdainfully.
"Okay!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
After the words fell, his aura rose to the extreme. He held the mad knife in his hand and slashed out his strongest trump card towards the opponent.
Split the sky!
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The sword light was like thunder, and it flashed towards the direction of the God of Death. Wherever it passed, the void was directly torn apart, and a dark crack appeared in mid-air.
The speed was so fast that the God of Death didn't even have time to react. He flashed in front of him in an instant.
"Um?!"
The pupils of the God of Death immediately shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and an extremely terrifying aura enveloped him.
Get up.
He probably never dreamed that Ling Hao would use such a powerful sword.
Because you underestimated the enemy from the beginning, it was too late to use your trump card at this time.
He wanted to dodge, but it was obviously impossible. He was within the attack range of Dao Mang within a radius of several thousand meters.
In desperation, we can onlyYa Ya raised his hand and shook it in the direction of the sword light, trying to block the sword light by twisting the void just like before.
It¡¯s just that he obviously underestimated the power of Split Sky!
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The sword gleamed like it was entering an uninhabited place, and it cut straight from his shoulder.
This was all due to the move he had blocked in a hurry, slightly changing the direction of the sword.
"Otherwise, the sword light would not have escaped from his shoulder.
Hiss!
Seeing this scene, Fengchi¡¯s mother and son couldn¡¯t help but let out an exclamation of exclamation.
Jump across a huge realm to kill your opponent!
This matter is unheard of!
"Hmm" The God of Death grunted and fell directly downwards.
What makes him desperate is that while he is in mid-air, a phantom mad knife with spiritual power has already stabbed in front of him.
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Although he dodged the fatal part at the last moment, the mad knife still opened a bone-deep incision on his waist.
Of course, this is also related to Ling Hao's state at this time. After using 'Split the Sky' once, his true energy was almost half consumed, and his mental strength was also greatly affected.
"Otherwise, with the current state of Death, it would be impossible to escape.
Even so, the Death God, who had already been severely injured, was even worse. After falling to the ground, he rolled a few somersaults and stopped, and his combat power dropped to less than 40%.
There was no time to think too much, so he gritted his teeth and hurriedly ran out to the left.
He knows his situation very well. If he doesn't escape, he will definitely die.
"kill him!"
Ling Hao took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Fengchi and said loudly.
His own combat power is less than 50%, and he has no intention of killing the opponent.
Phew!
Without his need to remind him, Fengchi, mother and son, and the heads of the other two sects quickly chased after him.
After a short period of breath adjustment, their vitality recovered a lot.
As a result, there is not much suspense.
A few minutes later, under the joint attack of several people from Fengchi, the God of Death became the real God of Death!
With a look of reluctance on his face, a strong man who entered the Taoist realm of the third level died in the hands of a group of people in the extraordinary realm. He was really unwilling to do so!
"Mr. Ling, are you okay?" After a while, Fengchi Yukong came to Ling Hao.
"It's okay!" As Ling Hao spoke, he took out a Qi Condensing Pill from his body again and threw it into his mouth.
"Mr. Ling, you take a rest, I'll go help Mr. Lu and the others!" After Fengchi finished speaking, he led his men and rushed in the direction of Lu Yue and the others.
Bang!
At the same time, a loud noise was heard not far away, and a figure was seen rushing out a thousand meters away, and a stream of blood sprayed into the air.
It was the old woman who fought against Bai Ling. Her body was covered in scars and her breath was extremely weak.
With her strength, it is already a miracle that she can fight against Bai Ling.
And before she could stabilize herself, Bai Ling had already followed her.
The result can be imagined, a wave of air once again lifted her a thousand meters away, and she lost her breath in mid-air.
"Brother Bai Ling, go help Zi Ling!" Ling Hao shouted loudly.
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Bai Ling chirped and flapped her wings to fly towards Zi Ling's battle circle.
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