Dongfang Wuxian moved the killing machine, and he worked hard to want Wang Hao's life.

However, every time he made a move, Wang Hao seemed to be able to predict the prophet, and he prepared in advance, and he could avoid it every time.

In fact, this is not Wang Hao's unpredictable prophet, but his eyes can see through and can keenly capture the movement trajectory of the East without a trace. And use this as a judgment, see the move, throw it in advance, and avoid the key attack.

Dongfang Wuxian saw that he had not won Wang Hao for more than ten rounds in a row. The anger in his heart ignited, and his face was also terrifying.

He glanced up at Wang Hao, and then at the Peerless Divine Sword in his hand, his expression was as hideous as a killing god.

"Wang Hao, you are the third person who qualifies me to use the Peerless Divine Sword!"

As soon as the words were spoken, I heard a crisp metal crash sound.

Immediately, I saw a brilliant and dazzling light, rising into the sky.

Seeing such an incredible scene, the audience was shocked!

Many of the people in the audience were martial arts masters in the ancient martial arts world, and when they saw this divine weapon, their cloudy eyes immediately widened, and a surprised light flashed from it.

"This is the Peerless Excalibur?"

A young disciple asked with a puzzled face, "Master, is this Peerless Divine Sword very powerful?"

The old man stroked his silver-white beard, his face was full of awe, and he responded: "What's more, the peerless divine sword is the Spring and Autumn Sword Saint Ou Yezi, cast from the cold iron of the thousand-year-old seabed, which can sharpen iron like mud and open mountains and gravel!"

Hearing the old man's words, the surrounding spectators were in an uproar.

At this time, their eyes looking at Wang Hao were full of sympathy and pity.

The silver fox's originally pale face became even paler at this time, her little hands were clenched tightly, and she secretly pinched a cold sweat for Wang Hao.

Wang Hao on the ring, his pupils contracted slightly, and an imperceptible essence burst out from it, locking the peerless divine sword in Dongfang Wuji's hand.

Unparalleled sword, unparalleled in the world!

Dongfang Wuji's expression was grim, like a god of death from hell.

"Wang Hao, you are the third person worthy of my sword. Even if it's death, it's enough to be proud!"

At this moment, Wang Hao suddenly stretched out his hand and made a "pause" gesture at Dongfang Wuji.

"Wait!"

Seeing Wang Hao suddenly shouting "pause", everyone present couldn't help but be shocked.

He shouted "Slow" at this time, what does it mean, could it be that when he saw Dongfang Wuxian and pulled out the Peerless Divine Sword, he was scared in his heart and wanted to admit defeat?

In fact, even if Wang Hao admits defeat at this time, few people dare to underestimate him.

After all, Dongfang Traceless is an undefeated myth in the ancient martial arts world, and it is not a shame to lose at his hands. What's more, he also forced him to pull out the Peerless Divine Sword. This alone is enough for him to brag about the rest of his life.

Just when everyone was speculating, Wang Hao smiled indifferently and said: "Your peerless divine sword is a divine weapon that blows hair and breaks snow and sharpens iron like mud, and it is extremely powerful, if you compete here, I am afraid that you will accidentally injure others." ”

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Dongfang Wuxian was slightly surprised, and asked, "Oh, what do you mean by this, is it because you are afraid?"

Wang Hao shook his head, casually pointed to the top of Yanshan, and said in a very dignified tone: "There is a life and death platform on the top of Yanshan, let's go there!"

As soon as Wang Hao's words came out, the audience was shocked.

Once on the stage of life and death, life and death are subject to the destiny of heaven!

Is this the rhythm of the old birthday star hanging himself and taking the initiative to seek death?

Suddenly, everyone in the audience looked at Wang Hao with the eyes of neuropathy.

Yanlong, Bingshan and others also persuaded Wang Hao not to be rash.

In this regard, Wang Hao just gave them a kind smile back.

"Dongfang Wuxi, you can give a happy word, do you dare to go on this life and death platform?"

Facing the aggressive Wang Hao, Dongfang Wuxian at this time had a confused illusion.

Is he holding his own hole cards, or is he crazy? He wants to follow me to the life and death platform on the top of Yanshan?

After a moment of deep groaning, the corners of Dongfang Wuji's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled fiercely, and said, "Hmph, Wang Hao, this is your own death, no wonder me!"

As soon as the words came out, Dongfang Wuxian volleyed a harrier in the air and turned over, rushing towards the life and death platform on the top of Yan Mountain.

Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders, stomped on his toes, like a dragonfly dotting water, and rushed to the life and death platform on the top of the mountain.

The so-called platform of life and death is not a ring, but a stele, on which ten dragons fly and phoenixes dance.

Once on the platform of life and death, life and death are up to heaven!

The Chinese Empire attaches great importance to the inheritance of martial arts, and the same is true in the military. It is said that this monument was also erected by Lin Canghai, a giant in the army and a great master of martial arts.

In that year, when Dongying invaded China, Dongying Sword Saint Palace was buried, and defeated 129 martial arts masters in China in a row, singing that there is no sword in China.

Moreover, on the top of this Yan Mountain, the sword engraved the four big characters of "The Sick Man of East Asia" to insult the whole of China.

After hearing the news, Lin Canghai, a swordsman from Pingjin, killed the top of Yanshan with one person and one sword, and had a life-and-death duel with Miyamoto Fu.

After this battle, the indispensable Dongying Sword Saint Palace was removed from the tomb, and Lin Canghai was famous all over the world in the first battle, and was honored as the Sword Saint by the people in the rivers and lakes.

Later, Lin Canghai joined the army, made great achievements, and was named a general when the country was founded, and revisited his hometown. He was worried that after he went west, there would be no successor to the Chinese martial arts, so he inscribed the ten vigorous characters of "one on the platform of life and death, life and death are determined by the sky" on the top of Yanshan, so as to warn future generations not to forget the national shame.

However, after entering the new century, people are busy pursuing a life of chasing drunken money. The inheritance of martial arts is also gradually declining.

This is true for the people, and it is also true for the military.

The last time the platform of life and death was opened, it was twelve years ago, the duel between Wang Zhan and Dongfang Sheng!

In the army, the god of war Wang Zhan, with a difference of half a move, was unfortunately defeated by the Oriental Saint, and was removed from the army.

Unexpectedly, twelve years later, their respective descendants would open the platform of life and death here again. It can really be said to be in response to the old saying: Heavenly reincarnation!

At the top of Yan Mountain, the sky is high and the clouds are light!

Dongfang stood on top of the stele without a trace, like a king who looked down on the world and looked down on all beings, staring at Wang Hao deadly.

"Back then, your father was defeated here at the hands of my father. Today, you can't escape this fate!"

With a solemn expression, Wang Hao looked around, and said with a cold smile: "Hehe, Dongfang has no trace, before it starts, you will talk about victory or defeat, is it a little premature?"

Dongfang Wuxi's expression was cold, and he snorted indignantly: "Hmph, today, I want to see, what do you Wang Hao take to win the Peerless Divine Sword in my hand?"

Wang Hao pursed his lips and said with a cold smile: "Dongfang Wuxi, do you think that you are alone and have a divine weapon in your hand?"

Before the words landed, Wang Hao pulled out the seven-star divine sword from his sleeve.

At the moment when the divine sword appeared, the seven stars were aligned, the streamer lingered, and a purple dragon rose to the sky, raising its head to the sky and emitting bursts of soul-stirring dragon groans......