"That Lin Hao, isn't he the guy who suddenly broke into the top 100? I don't think his strength is weak, maybe he has something to do with Murong Sheng. lā?????”

"Cut, Murong Sheng's strength is equivalent to the late stage of the ghost spirit, and his swordsmanship makes him superb, and it is said that he was also a master of swordsmanship before his death, and that guy named Lin Hao has a brute force. ”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Lin Hao and Murong Sheng came on the stage one after another.

Murong Sheng was a man in his forties who looked like a middle-aged man.

His soul age is less than ten years.

At this time, the old man Mu Yi on the stage was also relieved.

This disciple named Murong Sheng, even the elders of the martial arts are full of praise for his swordsmanship, and he is extremely talented in swordsmanship, even if the kid named Lin Hao has great strength, victory is sometimes dominated by skill.

The two were separated by a hundred meters, and each made a bow, and the battle began.

Murong Sheng was holding a three-foot long sword, the long sword was ordinary and simple, not eye-catching, one person and one sword stood there, as if they were fused into one, the momentum was like a sharp sword in Kaifeng, fierce and terrifying.

This is the legendary ...... Sword Man!

Ahem, just kidding.

"This guy is very imposing, and he should be a martial artist who is not weak in the mortal world, and it is not easy in the way of the sword. ”

Lin Hao said secretly in his heart.

This battle, if you don't use spiritual skills, it's not easy to fight.

But......

I'm a human, you're a ghost, that's the biggest gap, as for why......

Thunder and lightning are the biggest nemesis of ghosts, that's all right.

However, in the underworld, there are too few spiritual skills with attributes, so it can be said that there are none.

Why was the previous Flame Fist a bad street?

Because the Flame Fist is only one of the simplest yellow-level spiritual skills, and it has attributes, the operation method is simple, and ghosts can be cultivated, which is an exception.

Generally speaking, the attack method of the ghost is the aura that quotes the ghost qi, and basically has no attributes.

However, Lin Hao is the thunder and lightning spirit root, and among the spiritual skills he learned, they are basically thunder and lightning spiritual skills.

Moreover, the golden aura cultivated through the jade seal of the country also has a restraint effect on ghost power.

If the thunder and lightning aura were mixed with that golden aura, Lin Hao believed that at least the ghosts of the ghost spirit realm would not be able to resist it.

However, there is another problem.

For Mao himself will have attribute spiritual skills?

Lin Hao was thinking about it, and in Murong Sheng's eyes, there was a casual look, but he thought that it was disdain for his own strength, and a nameless fire immediately rose in his heart.

At the moment, the aura in his body was running.

Under his feet, two black mist suddenly appeared, and with the movement of his footsteps, the whole person instantly became ethereal, as if in a translucent state, his body was like a shadow, and every step he took left a black phantom behind him, and it even took a long time to dissipate.

"Ghost steps!"

On the stage, many inner disciples exclaimed.

"Phantom!

"Damn, when Lao Cheng was a disciple of the outer sect back then, his soul age seemed to be a ghost step Xiaocheng, and this guy actually cultivated the ghost step to Dacheng within ten years of soul age!"

A sneer appeared on Mu Yi's old cheeks, "Hehe, you deserve to be a genius that the door master is optimistic about!" ”

It wasn't until the murderous aura came that Lin Hao reacted from his distraction.

"Damn, sneak attack!"

Brother Hao panicked for a while.

He probably didn't realize it just now, but the battle had already begun.

Murong Sheng's degree was very fast, and his steps were strange, like a shadow, surrounded by him.

To be honest, Lin Hao really couldn't grasp his position, so he could only squint his eyes, and the golden hoop stick was across his chest, ready to fight back at any time.

The ghost shadow hovered around his body, Lin Hao knew that this was Murong Sheng looking for his flaws, once it was revealed, he would not hesitate to draw his sword and fight for a sword to make himself lose his combat effectiveness.

That's when ......

Lin Hao's back suddenly cooled.

A sword, I don't know when, stabbed him in the shoulder.

If this sword is hit, basically Murong Sheng will win.

Even if Lin Hao didn't have vision, he knew that danger was imminent, and while his head was running fast, he squatted down in order to ensure that he suffered the smallest injury.

"Poof!"

The blade tore through the white shirt, a touch of blood red appeared, and on the shoulder, a long blood mark was cut, oozing blood, and the white shirt was dyed red.

"It seems that this person named Lin Hao still can't beat Murong Sheng, tsk. ”

"Brother, don't you show anything?"

"What?"

He ...... He was bleeding. ”

"Bleeding, it's normal......"

When the man said this, he was stunned.

Bleeding?

Bleeding?

"it, live ...... The Living Dead!"

"Actually, it's bleeding? What's going on?"

"O living dead! ghosts are spirits, how can they bleed?"

"Doesn't it mean that all the living dead are powerhouses no less than the peak of the Ghost King? Moreover, the gate of the Three Realms has long been closed, how can this guy appear in the underworld?"

…………

Bleeding?

Not to mention those people who eat melons, and Murong Sheng, the supporting character who was fighting this battle, stared blankly at the long sword in his hand that still had a few drops of blood left.

"Damn, why didn't labor and management think of this?"

Lin Hao felt the strange eyes of hundreds of thousands of people, the chaotic discussion, and scolded in his heart.

Now it's a big deal.

Damn, really, it's a hot head, a bad thing.

What now? Will they take themselves out for experiments like guinea pigs, or will they get rid of themselves as the living dead?

Or...... Escape?

No, once you open the teleportation this time, it will be difficult to live in the underworld safely in the future.

Subconsciously, Lin Hao cast his gaze for help to the side.

There, it was the direction of Qianshan Yuan, the elder of the Purple Sandalwood Sect.

"Live... How is it possible?"

Mu Yi shouted, almost stunned by the news.

"Quiet!"

In the center, the middle-aged referee had retired and replaced it with a pale old woman.

The old woman leaned on her body, although she was old, her face looked very energetic, this voice was quiet, the voice was not loud, but it made more than 500,000 people in the audience quiet down in an instant.

"The old woman is taking this post today. ”

The old woman said, her eyes scanning the audience, "Now the old woman, I announce that the game will continue, and no one is allowed to continue to discuss this matter!

The game continues!

Lin Hao looked at the old woman, and then looked in the direction of Master Yamamoto.

I saw Yamamoto nodding slightly towards him.

At this time, Lin Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Holding the golden hoop stick tightly, the momentum of his body changed suddenly.

"Now that I've been revealed, I don't need to keep my hands anymore. ”