Thousands of machine slashes, this is a nirvana that the palace gate lacks!

Seeing that the palace gate had already shown a killing move, Wang Hao didn't dare to have any contempt.

The seven-star sword in his hand danced in the air, forming an arc-shaped sword curtain, enveloping his entire person.

The palace gate was like a madness, and a devilish roar came out of the sky, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and pounced on Wang Hao.

"Boom!"

The curved light curtain was impacted, and sparks flew everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

This is a suicide attack, and the palace gate is lacking, and this is the rhythm of wanting to die with yourself!

You want to die, I still want to live, sir!

Wang Hao stabilized the center of gravity of his body, waved his palm like a knife, and slashed towards the palace gate.

The missing figure of the palace gate was like a sharp arrow from the string, bursting out, avoiding Wang Hao's palm knife.

However, before Wang Hao could take his hands, he actually killed him again.

Wang Hao was caught off guard, so he had to retreat again and again, temporarily avoiding the edge.

The palace gate was absent and saw that Wang Hao was forced to retreat, and his heart was overjoyed. He stepped forward quickly, like a maggot on a tarsal bone, and pounced on him.

Wang Hao saw that the palace gate was menacing, and if he met his sword, even if he could defeat him, it would be a loss of 1,000 enemies and 800 losses.

Although Wang Hao is not a shrewd businessman, he is a loss-making business, and he must not do it.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao saw a boulder not far away, so he struck a horizontal sword and slammed into the palace gate.

The palace gate was not afraid, and he slashed towards the boulder with his sword.

"Boom!"

The boulder crumbled in the air, and the earth and rubble splattered everywhere.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao volleyed a harrier and turned over, glimpsing over the head of the palace gate.

When the palace gate saw Wang Hao coming, he raised his palm to greet him.

After this blow, Wang Hao and Gongmen's bodies couldn't help but be shocked, and they subconsciously "kicked and stared" backwards.

"Wang Hao, let you see today, my ninja mysteries in Dongying!"

"Shadow clone!"

didn't wait for the palace gate to fall, only to see his figure divided into two, two into four, and four into eight.

In an instant, the eight palace gates were missing, and they occupied the east, west, south, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest eight directions, and surrounded Wang Hao to death.

The eight palace gates had already raised their glittering long swords, and at the same time, they launched a strong attack on Wang Hao.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a burst of horror in his heart.

In desperation, he had no choice but to fold his hands and use the true yuan in his body to condense a defensive light curtain and envelop himself.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Almost at the same time, the eight sword shadows slashed towards Wang Hao's defensive light curtain.

In an instant, the impact sound was thunderclapping, and the calcium carbide sparks that burst out were like fireworks in the Yuan Xi Festival, reflecting the night into day.

Every time the palace gate cut off a sword, Wang Hao's body trembled involuntarily.

After more than ten rounds in a row, Wang Hao was already completely on the defensive, only having the power to parry, but no way to fight back.

In an instant, his expression was as solemn as a mountain, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to support it.

No, if you continue like this, your situation will be very bad.

You have to find a way to break the game!

Thinking of this, Wang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted, and a flame light shot out from it, like an infrared scanner, and swept it one by one.

The first one is a phantom!

The second one is also a phantom!

The third is still a phantom!

Fourth ......

Fifth ......

Sixth!

When Wang Hao's eyes fell on the sixth palace gate, he couldn't help but be shocked.

It turns out that the real body is here, and it is really hidden deep enough!

After locking the true body that was missing from the palace gate, Wang Hao no longer had any stay, and violently raised the true yuan, making it like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, pouring into the seven-star divine sword.

Suddenly, the seven-star divine sword streamer lingered, as if there was a dragon hovering over it.

Jiaolong raised his head to the sky and roared, letting out a soul-stirring dragon roar, and pounced on the sixth palace gate with its teeth and claws.

Seeing this scene, Gongmen was horrified, and he quickly sealed his hands, wanting to use the technique of the shadow clone to hide his body.

As long as the real body is not destroyed, and he continues to launch three rounds of attacks, Wang Hao will definitely be defeated.

"Hmph, do you think you can still hide?"

Wang Hao burst into a shout, clasped his hands together, his palms were like ancient Dayue, and he went towards the palace gate to suppress it.

A big seal!

A slap in the face of Taiyue!

These two killer moves collided together in the air, and the thunder rolled, as if the two armies were clashing, and thousands of troops and horses were fighting, so that the sky also collapsed and the earth cracked.

Wang Hao used his perspective magic power to lock the true body of the palace gate, so that he had nothing to hide.

At this time, the palace gate was missing, and the horror in my heart was like being struck by lightning.

He never expected that the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, which he had tried and tried many times to save his life, would be so vulnerable in front of Wang Hao.

Could it be that Dongying ninjutsu is really inferior to Chinese martial arts?

Is he really inferior to Wang Hao?

No!

That's not true!

By no means so!

The palace gate is like a wild dog, looking up to the sky and howling, hysterical roar.

"The palace gate is missing, last time in Xizi Lake, I spared your life, but you don't repent, and you commit a heinous crime here!"

"This time, no matter what, I won't spare you!"

As soon as the words came out, Wang Hao stood up with his sword, like a killing god from the Nine Heavens.

The palace gate was lacking and had no fighting spirit, he saw Wang Hao slashing with a sword, casually sprinkled a handful of phosphor, and went up against the wind.

When the phosphor meets the oxygen in the air, it immediately burns.

A spark can start a prairie fire!

In an instant, Wang Hao's surroundings were already shrouded in a dark green flame, making him unable to move.

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Wang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted.

"This is the Undead Flame?"

The so-called undead flame, as the name suggests, is the energy extracted from the dead person, the fire that burns.

This kind of flame is feminine, the temperature is only a dozen degrees, or even lower, and it will not burn people.

However, it can ignite your bodily functions and make you age quickly and even die.

The reason why people can live is because there is energy in the body to maintain the functioning of the body, just like kerosene in a kerosene lamp.

People naturally die of old age, which is called the exhaustion of oil and the drying of lamps.

But if a person dies suddenly, then the "kerosene" in his body may be extracted and retained by some people with ulterior motives and used in other ulterior motives.

From now on, the reason why they want to slaughter the entire tribe is not simply to keep their whereabouts secret, but to extract the "kerosene" on these dead people and refine the undead fire that makes the devil Satan feel terrifying.

Seeing that Wang Hao was trapped by his own undead flames, his expression was hideous, and he let out a smug laugh.

"Wang Hao, this is a gift I specially prepared for you, I don't know if you like it?"