The Thirteenth Divine Forging is really powerful!"

Yu Haoran looked at his arm in surprise, the black mist did not spread to his upper arm, devouring the remnants of flesh and blood he had cut off, and it turned into nothingness after a while.

"My black mist is useless?" The man looked at Yu Haoran and frowned, he had never seen a miss

"It must have been too little attached just now, see if you can dodge it this time!" the man sneered, speeding up the attack.

"This black mist is so strange that it can't let the man's sword touch the limbs again."

Yu Haoran raised his vigilance by twelve points and dodged the man's attack.

The black mist filled the surroundings with the fight, warning Yu Haoran like thorns.

Compared to the rationality that could still talk at the beginning, the man looked more like an angry beast as the battle with Yu Haoran continued.

didn't have a trick, and didn't care if he would get hurt, so he blindly attacked.

"Brush, brush!"

Although Yu Haoran was empty-handed, he just made his body more agile and dodged attacks.

"Give me death!"

Yu Haoran kept retreating, but the man's offensive became more and more fierce, and he became more and more irritable.

"Coax, coax!"

The sound of waving the sword resounded through the sky like thunder, the sword qi swept through, and the mountain collapsed and cracked.

The black mist on the long sword was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, and if it was encountered again at this time, it would be even more serious than the black mist invasion just now.

Fortunately, although the man's strength has become stronger, his moves are much rougher, making it easy for Yu Haoran to dodge.

The emptiness around him made it easy for Yu Haoran to dodge, and he had already withdrawn from the central area.

"Why can't you hit it all the time??"

"Impossible!

No one can be faster than my sword!"

The man seemed to have untied his restraints because he had entered a state of rage, unlike the previous demonstration, he could only move within a hundred meters, chasing Yu Haoran out.

"Your sword is indeed fast, it's just ......"

"Just what?!"

"It just doesn't hurt me. Yu Haoran said indifferently.

"You're so arrogant!" the man exasperated, never so despised.

The two fists were hard to beat the long sword, Yu Haoran frowned and looked around, and while retreating, he observed whether there were any weapons around him and used them for the time being.

After fighting and retreating, the weapons of the nearby Mahayana realm were quietly inserted on the ground without any movement.

Yu Haoran casually pulled out a spear stuck in the ground and blocked it in front of him.

The tip of this spear was rusty, and the body was soaked in blood.

It looks like a piece of broken copper.

But this is Yu Haoran's intuition, the best weapon here.

"Buzz!"

Holding it in his hand, he noticed that the spear was unusual.

It looks down-and-out on the outside, but it is as warm as jade at the beginning.

Yu Haoran shook the gun, and the gun body was smooth and soft.

It's not as dry as it looks.

"Do you want to beat me with this broken spear?"

"Haha, it's whimsical!" The man ignored the weapon in Yu Haoran's hand, the momentum of the long sword was like a rainbow, and a long rainbow rushed towards Yu Haoran.

"My sword is an artifact, so you should perish with this broken spear!"

"Hmph!

Yu Hao snorted, then crossed the spear, shook the spear, and used the word wrapping trick to bring the man's attack into his own rhythm.

"Bump, bump!" Yu Haoran resisted with a gun, the stabbing of the long sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and Yu Haoran's spear followed him like a shadow, wrapping around the long sword so that it could not be used.

The man frantically swung his sword violently, trying to split the spear that was in the way.

In terms of the sharpness of the weapon, the spear in Yu Haoran's hand is naturally far inferior to the long sword.

Therefore, Yu Haoran didn't dare to collide with the long sword head-on, but just bypassed the long sword, like a live fish, no matter how the man chased it, he couldn't catch it.

Seeing Yu Haoran's strange marksmanship, the man's muscles soared.

"Let you see the true strength of the black mist!"

The long sword hummed, and the black mist was no longer in the form of mist, but condensed together, wrapping the long sword and completely dyeing the sword body black.

The pitch-black sword engulfed all light.

An aura of extreme terror emanated from the sword.

"This is?!"

Yu Haoran saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly retreated, and wiped his hand on the spear.

The law of thunder that he comprehended traveled rapidly across the spear.

The bloodstained spear was refreshed, and the rusty head was shiny.

The spiritual wisdom originally attached to the spear was forcibly erased by Yu Haoran.

And the spear that was affected by the spirit also returned to its original form.

The black long sword silently appeared in front of Yu Haoran's eyes, and he didn't even notice the man's attack trajectory for a while.

"Give me death!"

The man under the anger seemed to have a slightly higher realm, as if this was his real strength.

Yu Hao then came first, and held the spear horizontally in front of him, just blocking the pitch-black long sword.

"Knock! knock!"

There was a strong signal from the spear, and Yu Haoran almost came out of his hand.

Fortunately, the force was unloaded in time, and the long sword slid down the body of the gun.

The man's strength was a little greater, as if he was about to be crushed by Haoran.

"The realm of the peak of the Tribulation is nothing more than that. ”

Yu Haoran said secretly.

"It's still early, look at the move!"

The man didn't make a move, the long sword was lightly picked up diagonally, and the movement was extremely fast, turning into an afterimage in Haoran's eyes.

His strength is limited now, and he can't keep up with the man's movements for a while.

But the good thing is that Haoran has a lot of combat experience, and it is better to feel it with his intuition than to see it with his eyes.

Don't care if you don't see it, trust your instincts.

The killing machine came from the left, Yu Haoran dodged to the right, and the spear was horizontal.

"Qiang—"

The spear and the sword collided right together.

Yu Haoran's perception was very keen, and he blocked the man's attack just right.

"It works!"

Yu Haoran suddenly perked up, and the weapon in his hand was clenched.

"Ping-Pong-"

The man's movements are getting faster and faster, picking up, chopping down, slashing left, and chopping right.

The whole person has turned into a black shadow, and Yu Haoran's eyes can no longer catch up with his movements.

Since you can't keep up, don't look at it.

Yu Haoran closed his eyes, relying on his own intuition, after removing the interference of vision, his intuition became clearer.

Every attack of the man was blocked by him.

In the quiet valley, the sound of weapons clashing against each other resounded.

Obviously, it was just two people fighting, but it seemed to be a vast battlefield.

The spear in his hand was ruthlessly waved by Yu Haoran, confronting the weapon in the hand of the robber powerhouse, and gradually couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a wail.

Cracks began to appear in the barrel of the gun.

Although Yu Haoran blocked the man's attack, the weapon in his hand could not withstand the constant pressure.

The long sword in the man's hand has the realm of tribulation, and what Yu Haoran has in his hand is just a portable weapon of the Mahayana realm.

No matter how tough the body of the gun is, it can't withstand repeated collisions with the long sword.

Even if Yu Haoran had already used the dexterity of unloading, the spear was still unbearable.

"Oh no—"

After colliding again, Yu Haoran opened his eyes suddenly, and the long sword slashed into the body of the spear again.

This time, the cracked spear could no longer take on any more heavy duties, and it shattered with a scream.