Looking at these brain-dead girls in Huaxia, when they worship their nymphomaniac, although the expression of Gongmen is still unfazed, but deep down, there is a pleasure of "the spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day".

Suddenly!

His pupils constricted slightly, and his eyes were locked on a figure in the distance.

"Wang Hao, you are finally willing to show up!"

Hearing Wang Hao coming, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at him again.

Wang Hao spread his arms, and a beautiful white crane flew towards the center of the lake, stopping on a piece of green lotus about twenty meters away from the palace gate.

"The palace gate is missing, in the last century, your master's palace gate was buried in Huaxia and defeated. Today, you are the same!"

Gong Menque was furious and shouted, "Hmph, Wang Hao, you are really crazy. Last time you were lucky, but this time you won't have such good luck!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out and landed on the surface of the lake.

In an instant, the West Lake, which had just been calm, immediately set off a surging wave. The green lotus with a radius of several hundred meters was uprooted. The horror of the scene is like the end of the world.

"Boom!"

On the water, the waves are blooming, and the waves are rolling!

Wang Hao opened his arms and stepped out in one step, and at the moment when the waves rolled up, his figure jumped up like a dragonfly dotting water.

Immediately, I saw his whole person, like a sharp arrow, bursting out. On the West Lake, he pulled out a white practice of dozens of zhang, like a dragon going out to sea, and slashed towards the palace gate with teeth and claws.

Who is lacking in the palace gate?

The descendant of the Dongying Sword Saint Palace is buried!

When Wang Hao split this palm, his whole person was like a winged Dapeng rising upward, and he avoided Wang Hao's palm mysteriously.

"Wang Hao, you really didn't disappoint me!"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, not to be outdone, he replied, "I, Wang Hao, have never disappointed!"

The murderous voice was still floating back and forth on the West Lake, and I saw the white light in Wang Hao's palm skyrocketing, bursting out of it with a dazzling essence.

"The palace gate is missing, this palm is for Yuqing!"

In the face of Wang Hao's stormy attack, the palace gate did not dare to have any underestimation.

I saw him put his hands together, and with the palm of his hand, I swirled my eyes, and set off a water curtain dozens of feet long. The waves crashed on the shore and rolled up a thousand piles of snow. Like thousands of troops, galloping.

"Boom, boom!"

The two major killing moves collided together in the air, and the thunder rolled, as if they were about to turn the entire West Lake upside down.

Wang Hao and the palace gate are missing, and they are both in the center of the whirlpool. The two of you palmed, I punched, and the frenzied bombardment began, hitting the rolling waves and turbulent waves.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have been attacking each other for more than 30 rounds in a row.

The expressions of the two of them were more solemn than just now.

"Boom!"

After another blow, Wang Hao and Gong Men were missing, and they retreated almost at the same time.

"Wang Hao, you are very strong. He is the strongest opponent I have ever seen in my life except for my master!"

Wang Hao smiled and said, "You are not bad, you are barely worthy of being my Wang Hao's opponent!"

In the palace gate's lack of Wang Hao's words, there was a bit of contempt for himself, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Alright, now I'm going to get serious!"

"Huh!"

Before the words landed, the palace gate was like a trick, and he pulled out a blue and red long sword.

The long sword is about three feet four minutes and five inches long, and there are two blue and red rays of light up and down, which are dazzling and dazzling, and it is absolutely extraordinary at a glance.

Gongmen Que gently stroked the sword body, the sword blade pointed directly at Wang Hao, and introduced in a condensed voice: "This is the Sun Cutting Sword, if you can die under such a divine soldier, you Wang Hao can be regarded as dead without regrets!"

Wang Hao smiled coldly and said, "Hehe, do you think you have divine soldiers in Dongying?"

As he spoke, he casually sacrificed the Seven-Star Divine Sword.

In an instant, the seven stars of yin, yang, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth form a line of beads, bursting out with dazzling light.

Seeing the divine weapon in Wang Hao's hand, the palace gate couldn't help but sink his expression.

"Okay, today, let's have a good time in this West Lake!"

After a roar, the palace gate frantically brandished the Sun Slashing Divine Sword.

The sword pointed at it was like the sun's rays, dazzling.

Wang Hao saw that the palace gate had already moved, he didn't dare to hold it up, and the seven-star sword in his hand provoked a thousand water curtains in the sky, condensing into a great wall on the water.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The waves are overwhelming, endless!

The black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the armor light opens to the sun!

The palace gate lacked his own sword, and was caught by Wang Hao, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

However, to be able to become a disciple of the Sword Saint Palace in his later years, he must have more than these means!

After the blow failed, the palace gate immediately changed its moves.

However, in the blink of an eye, the Sun Slashing Divine Sword in his hand had already slashed out the ninety-nine eighty-one sword.

These ninety-nine-eighty-one swords, nine horizontal and nine vertical, condensed into a death reaper, and Wang Hao covered it.

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart when he saw the net of death falling, his pupils contracted slightly, and a flame essence burst out from it.

"It's just right, break it for me!"

Wang Hao stretched out his front foot, followed quickly with his back foot, and with a stroke of the seven-star sword in the sky, he split Huashan with his strength, and met the net of the god of death that was lacking in the palace gate.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and the surrounding lake, as if it had been blown up by a mortar blast, rolled and swept the heavens and the earth.

The Seven-Star Divine Sword was like a dragon, tumbling back and forth and jumping among the rolling clouds.

However, the god of death who is lacking in the palace gate is not a vegetarian. The more the seven-star dragon struggled, the tighter it contracted.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the palace gate's mouth raised a smug smile.

"Wang Hao, even if you are a Da Luo Immortal, don't want to break free from my net of death, come and suffer death quickly!"

"Oh, really?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

Immediately, before the palace gate could answer, he threw out the seven-star divine sword, and his palms were closed, condensing a water-blue vortex.

"Dimensional Blade, Slash!"

After a violent roar, I saw Wang Hao bending his fingers and flicking continuously. Take the whole West Lake as a pipa and play a perfect song.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns.

In an instant, the smoke and rain in the sky were all triggered by Wang Hao's strings. Like an army of thousands of horses, galloping and roaring.

"Hmph, Wang Hao'er, with these means, you can't help me!"

Gong Men snorted indignantly, and then lifted the Sun Slashing Divine Sword, showing a counterclockwise crazy dance.

Immediately, I saw the sword in his hand, shining brightly, like a dazzling sun in the sky, and the light was getting brighter and brighter, as if it was going to bake and evaporate the entire West Lake.