Chapter Ninety-Eight: Decisive Battle, Jiang Shangwu!

"I can't believe that you can stand here and compete with me. ”

On the competition stage, Jiang Shangwu faced Jiang Hao, looking full of emotion.

"Back then, you were still a little kid who would be scared to pee your pants when you saw me, but now standing in front of me, you don't have any timidity at all. ”

He was completely teasing Jiang Hao with the appearance of a brother.

"I didn't think it would be today. ”

Jiang Hao nodded expressionlessly and admitted this fact.

If he hadn't taken possession of this body, this body would have been buried in the ground now, and it would have been even worse, and there would have been no corpse.

"I remember that two months ago you broke a leg and were still lying sick in bed. Speaking of this, Jiang Shangwu paused, glanced at Jiang Hao deeply, and said with an inexplicable smile on his face: "However, since that time, you seem to have changed as a person, and you who don't like cultivation have begun to cultivate hard, and your progress is so fast that I can't even reach my brother as an elder brother." ”

Jiang Shangwu sighed, his expression complicated.

He lifted the black sword in his hand and gently stroked the blade with his fingers, causing it to tremble lightly, emitting a crisp metallic trill.

On the sharp blade, Jiang Shangwu's face was reflected, and no one present noticed it, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes, fleeting.

"Come on. ”

Seeing that Jiang Hao didn't speak again, Jiang Shangwu turned his sword horizontally, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a decisive look, as if his opponent was a life-and-death enemy, not a younger brother whose blood was thicker than water!

Jiang Hao was stunned, just now at the moment when Jiang Shangwu took the sword horizontally, on Jiang Shangwu's body, it seemed that something had changed.

The air that was originally flowing slowly began to become rapid because of Jiang Shangwu's seriousness, and even made Jiang Hao feel a chill and a little suffocated.

"What kind of feeling is this?" Jiang Hao frowned, he was sure that even if Jiang Shangwu's sword intent surpassed him, it would not let him feel this way.

Suddenly, the blood-colored little sword in his aura trembled, and reacted to the "potential" released by Jiang Shangwu, and the blood-colored divine light erupted from the tip of the sword, about to lead along Jiang Hao's meridians to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

"Could it be that this is his murderous aura?" Jiang Hao suddenly realized, and hurriedly ran the Sword Emperor Sutra to suppress the murderous aura spreading in his body.

He had heard before that Jiang Shangwu had been to the frontier and participated in real wars, crisscrossing the battlefield, and his hands were stained with the blood of the enemy.

Now, he looked at Jiang Shangwu, in addition to the cold sword intent wrapped around the black sword, there was also an unknown "potential" around him, which made Jiang Hao a little disgusted, which made Jiang Hao sure that this "potential" was the murderous aura from Jiang Shangwu!

"I'm older than you, and my cultivation is higher than you, so I should let you make three moves. ”

Jiang Shangwu said slowly, he is in the late stage of the Yuan Realm, and he has more accumulation and precipitation than Jiang Hao, who is in the early stage of the Yuan Realm, and he has accumulated and precipitated for an unknown amount of time, whether it is the reserve of Yuan Force or the combat experience, he is much stronger than Jiang Hao.

But everyone didn't think so, Zhao Teng, who was also in the late stage of the Jieyuan Realm, was trampled under Jiang Hao's feet before, and Jiang Shangwu still dared to do so, which in the eyes of others, was a kind of invincible self-confidence!

"That's good!"

Jiang Hao nodded, and his figure moved suddenly. He took a strange step, annoying Jiang Shangwu almost instantly.

The bright silver long sword in his hand was flickering with magic patterns all over his body, and at this moment, he activated all the power, and the tip of the sword was swallowing golden sword qi, stabbing directly towards Jiang Shangwu's face!

"Ahh

The audience in the arena exclaimed, Jiang Hao's movements were as fast as lightning, and he stabbed the sword in front of Jiang Shangwu almost instantly, in their opinion, this was a lore, to kill Jiang Shangwu!

However, Jiang Shangwu didn't even blink an eye, as if he was a conditioned reflex, he raised the black sword in his hand, and a cloud of black mist rushed out of his arm, wrapped around the black sword, and firmly blocked Jiang Hao's sword.

"Boom!"

The harsh sound of metal rubbing came, Jiang Hao's face changed slightly, he never thought that Jiang Shangwu's strength was so great that he could suppress him!

Without saying a word, he directly withdrew the bright silver long sword, jumped back, and opened enough distance from Jiang Shangwu, and then burst out of his hand with red yuan power, forcing away the black mist stained with his long sword.

The black mist had a corrosive power, just being contaminated, it made Jiang Hao's bright silver sword a little dim, and it only after Jiang Hao used the essence of the sun that it regained its original luster.

"What a terrifying dark elemental force. Jiang Hao's forehead had cold sweat slipping down, the last time he fought directly with Jiang Shangwu, although he experienced the horror of the dark elemental force, but he didn't know that this dark elemental power actually had the power of corrosive treasures and even magic patterns!

If it weren't for the fact that he had an extremely masculine essence of the sun, then this long sword would probably be destroyed in Jiang Shangwu's hands!

"What a fast sword!" Jiang Shangwu admired, his eyes inadvertently swept over Jiang Hao's hand, and when he saw the fire in Jiang Hao's hand, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, Jiang Hao should have Bing Yuan Force, but when he faced off with Shui Lingyue before, he also showed Huo Yuan Force.

"This kid, what kind of attribute is Yuan Li?"

Just when Jiang Shangwu was puzzled by Jiang Hao's Yuan Force, the corner of his eye swept over his black sword, and he suddenly found that there was a small point of light on it, which was emitting a soft golden light.

Almost subconsciously, Jiang Shangwu injected a trace of Yuan Force into it, trying to figure out what it was. But then, he knew he had made a mistake.

A sense of crisis hit him, making his hairs stand on end, and he hurriedly threw the black sword, and then raised his forearm to protect his face.

On his forearm, there was a small black shield, and his defensive power was extraordinary, even Jiang Hao's golden sword qi could block it.

"Boom!"

A metallic trembling sound sounded, Jiang Shangwu's black sword slowed down slightly in the air, and then a dark golden sword qi rushed out from the position of that point of light, stabbing towards Jiang Shangwu!

"Not good!"

Even with that small shield as a shield, Jiang Shangwu's face still changed, and he clearly felt how terrifying that dark golden sword qi had become because he had also injected Yuan Force

The dark golden sword qi was getting closer and closer to Jiang Shangwu, Jiang Shangwu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he retreated one after another, but the speed of that dark golden sword qi surpassed him by dozens of times, and it almost instantly deceived his side!

In the sky, a strand of black hair fell and burned into nothingness in the terrible heat, ceasing to exist.

That dark golden sword qi passed Jiang Shangwu, only shaving off a strand of long hair from his sideburns and leaving a shallow scar on the right side of his face.