"Boy, let the horses come!"

Wen Xuan's confidence suddenly came up, and he hooked his finger defiantly towards Lin Hao.

How strong can a person with a soul age of only two months be?

This is simply a victory picked up, and you don't have to face Ziyun's female demon, wow!

Lin Hao's golden hoop rod quietly appeared in his hand, and the golden light bloomed, like a flower that had just bloomed, dazzling.

However, in the cultivator realm of the underworld, all kinds of weapons have this stick, which may not be very conspicuous in the eyes of those ordinary cultivators.

This is an immortal weapon, and it is a top-level immortal weapon, with a restrained momentum, at least no one can recognize that this will be an immortal weapon, I don't know, I thought it was just an ordinary magic weapon.

"Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, heh, this kid really regards him as a Monkey King?"

Mu Yi's eyes were sharp, and he could naturally see the small lines of ancient characters on the golden stick, even if it was a mockery.

Lin Hao seemed to be stroking his wife, soothing him with one hand on the stick, and turned a deaf ear to Wen Xuan's provocation.

"Boy, what's so nice about a stick, do you fucking beat it or not?" Wen Xuan shouted.

"Hit, of course hit!"

Lin Hao smiled, and his aura was running.

Immediately, the golden hoop stick was horizontal, and the instantaneous thunder footwork ran wildly, and as soon as the footsteps moved, the whole person rushed out like a thunderbolt, with a blue flash, and rushed towards Wen Xuan.

This kind of speed is not too fast in the eyes of Wen Xuan in the early stage of the ghost, and besides, he rushes over at such a pace, more like a novice who has never experienced a battle.

"Labor and management can beat you all over the ground without weapons!"

Wen Yan smiled coldly, and red flames suddenly rose around his body, especially the fist, the fire light was even more vivid.

"Yellow Rank Spiritual Skill, Flame Fist!"

This kind of spiritual skill is not very rare, it can be said to be a bad street, maybe Wen Xuan is confident that he can defeat Lin Hao, who is two months old with this simple move.

However, some people fail, often because of their rivals.

Lin Hao smiled weirdly and directly met the punch.

In terms of competitive strength, the golden hoop stick has not yet fallen behind.

"Drink!"

Lin Hao snorted lightly, jumped up dozens of meters high, and raised the golden hoop stick above his head, and then, like a meteor, the golden hoop stick was about to fall on Wen Xuan's head with the sound of whirring wind.

"Good time!"

Wen Xuan smiled contemptuously, he had already been greeted by the Flame Fist that he had cultivated to the fullest.

"Dang!"

The moment when the golden rod collided with the flaming fist

A powerful wind swept all around.

It was at that moment that Wen Xuan's sneering face suddenly turned iron-blue, and the golden stick struck his fist, and a powerful force suddenly spread throughout his body.

"Crunch!"

only heard a crisp sound of bone cracking, which many people heard, and then, Wen Xuan's body with flames was like a kite with a broken string, and flew straight backwards.

Blood swayed in the air, crossed a graceful arc, and flew directly for several hundred meters and landed under the ring.

As soon as his head sank, his eyes closed, he knew nothing.

Lin Hao pursed his lips disdainfully, regardless of the situation of the other party, he carried the golden hoop stick and walked under the ring.

Many disciples were stunned.

Wen Xuan is not a strong person in the Purple Sandalwood Sect, but he is also one of the top 100 newly promoted outer disciples, how can he say that it is also the strength of the early stage of the ghost spirit, and he was actually given a simple stick by the other party?

"Damn, that guy is too scary, isn't he?"

"This is the two-month soul age you just told me?"

"It's supposed to be two months of soul age, is it good......"

"It's really two months of soul age. ”

"Is he a monster? Can he cultivate to this level at a two-month soul age? That stick just now is estimated to have reached the strength of the late stage of the ghost spirit, right?"

…………

On the stage, Mu Yi opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief.

"How... How is it possible, that kid, obviously only two months old soul, how can he cultivate to this level, and his strength will definitely not be inferior to the middle stage of the ghost spirit, or even the late stage of the ghost spirit!"

"Hahaha, old man Shan, you apprentice, do you teach him to fight or teach him rune stones?"

Liu Qing patted Shan Yuan's shoulder and laughed.

Yamamoto was also full of smiles, just shrugged his shoulders and didn't say much.

He didn't expect that this apprentice, who was only in the early stage of foundation building, would be so strong, and he would defeat a ghost spirit in the early stage with a stick, although there was an element of the opponent's underestimation of the enemy, but he did not deny the strength and talent of this apprentice.

"Two months of soul age, this kind of strength, intermediate array mage, junior peak rune master, is this kid a monster?"

……………

Ziyun looked at the figure that walked freely, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

She also knew that this person was not so simple, and he also had a more powerful poisonous Jiao.

Well, speaking of Xiao Lu, Brother Hao originally wanted her to act as a bodyguard this month, but he didn't expect this guy to stay in the Three Realms Villa and transform and didn't bring her out.

"Next ......"

…………

Lin Hao returned to the stage and smiled at Shan Yuan, "Master, fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

"Good, good!"

Shan Yuan nodded, his eyes were full of appreciation, and the more he looked at this apprentice, the more pleasing he became, "Apprentice, you did a good job, but next time, remember to save a little face for your opponent and give someone a chance of victory, right?" ”

Someone here, needless to say, is naturally that old guy Mu Yi.

Although it is not explicitly pointed out, this sentence can be understood by several people here.

Slap in the face, Chi Guoguo's slap in the face!

"Elder Mu, if you regret it now, this matter can still be treated as if it has not happened, you said that we have been friends for so many years, why bother?"

Shan Yuan understands Lin Hao's strength, but now he is proud, and even his identity seems to be a level higher.

Mu Yi gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "Hmph, it's just that he underestimated the enemy, he won by luck, in the next game, the top 100 will enter the top 50, who loses and who wins, I don't know?"

Having said that, Mu Yi doesn't have much confidence, as soon as the so-called experts make a move, they will know if there is one, just now this kid's strength has reached at least the middle stage of the ghost, but I don't know if there is any other backhand.

However, at this time, as an elder, you can't go back on a nail with a mouthful of spit, right?

This bet still has to go on.

"Okay, Elder Mu, we'll see. Yamamoto laughed.

The battles were fought one by one, and each battle was not long, after all, it was just a battle between ghosts and spirits.

"Next game, Lin Hao, fight against Murong Sheng!

With the referee's announcement, there was also a lot of discussion below.

"Murong Sheng, this is the guy who is at the peak of the middle stage of the ghost spirit, and he is also a kick in the door from the late stage of the ghost spirit, I heard that the champion of this time has been booked by him, it seems that another guy is about to be carried. ”

"Who said that, that Lin Hao, I don't think it's simple. ”