The Dragon Martial Sword God Hanyue Holy Son was bizarre and angry, his sword bloomed in the air with pure white holy light, and the endless flying snow was dancing rhythmically, beautiful, but no one doubted that these flying snow had the power to penetrate the human body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is what you call a sword flying snow? It's really powerful, white hair is flying all over the sky, demon, what is your body? Xiang Hao sneered, his sword speed suddenly accelerated, and a storm swept towards the Cold Moon Holy Son.

The Cold Moon Holy Son had a blue face, and the long sword slammed into the sky, and the snowflakes in the sky made a sound of breaking through the air, and every inch of the void was pierced, killing Xiang Hao.

From a distance, Xiang Hao's sword qi was gathered, and the flying snow was also closed, while the Cold Moon Holy Son was just the opposite, the flying snow was scattered, enveloping a large area, killing Xiang Hao from all directions.

Boom, the two collided, each with its own merits, circles of cold ripples spread, and pieces of snow exploded like cold fireworks.

Then, both Xiang Hao and the Cold Moon Holy Son bore the brunt of the attack, and they kept taking more than a dozen steps back before they stood firm.

Who are you? The Cold Moon Holy Son had a cold face, it was enough for a little demon god to be on par with him, the Holy Son of the Cold Moon Cave Heaven, and now another fierce one actually appeared, which made the Cold Moon Holy Son very uneasy.

Xiang Hao grinned and said, "Holy Son, it's obvious, I'm the Little God King, looking at Cold Moon City, few people dare to fight against this God King.

Wow, Xiang Hao's words attracted a lot of scolding, but Xiang Hao was very thick-skinned and didn't care at all.

Don't be ashamed, if I use all my strength, I will knock you down in three moves. The Son of the Cold Moon sneered.

If I use all my strength, I will second you in one move. Xiang Hao carried his hands behind his back, with a superior demeanor and extraordinary temperament.

The Cold Moon Holy Son's breath condensed, and then he became furious, and he was about to teach Xiang Hao a hard lesson.

Holy Son, pay attention to your manners. The woman in white secretly transmitted a voice that only the Holy Son could hear.

The Holy Son of the Cold Moon couldn't help it, his eyelids jumped, and he wanted to kill Xiang Hao, this kid was really hateful.

The woman in white stared at Xiang Hao, her eyes were a little different, she didn't expect Xiang Hao to be able to fight with the Holy Son head-on, but this didn't mean anything, Xiang Hao was a loose cultivator with no background, with the power of the Cold Moon Cave Heaven, he could crush Xiang Hao into ashes at any time.

Coming here to go wild is the most unwise choice for you, so retreat quickly! The woman in white said indifferently, like the goddess on the high.

Are you blind? Xiang Hao raised his eyebrows and said unceremoniously: Obviously, it was this holy son who started the trouble first, why did I become wild here?

The Holy Son just misunderstood, why are you so aggressive, if you really fight to the death, you will suffer in the end, be a man, be smart, the Holy Son just doesn't want to deal with you. The woman in white stared at Xiang Hao with a cold expression.

It's just an ant, and it dirty, and the hands of this holy son are dirty. The Cold Moon Holy Son clasped his hands around his chest and stood on a high place looking down at Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hao suddenly laughed, but his eyes were as sharp as cold electricity, pointing at the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, and said disdainfully: In the public, the so-called Holy Son and Holy Maiden sang and harmonized like this, could it be that they wanted to use the power of the Cold Moon Cave Heaven to bully the God King?

It's just an ant that doesn't even dare to say its name, and it dares to make a big statement, which is ridiculous. The Holy Son of the Cold Moon was disdainful.

Then listen up. Xiang Hao said word by word: Lao Tzu's name is Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hanyue Holy Son was about to say something disdainful, but he suddenly reacted, and his disdain was out of his mouth, remembering the recent Donglin City incident that spread throughout the Thirteen Cities, in which the protagonist who ruined Xiao Chang's two families seemed to be called Xiang Hao.

The woman in white stared at each other, and her expression became much more serious.

In mid-air, the eyes of the little demon god suddenly burst out with earth-shattering battle intent, and there was some appreciation, staring at Xiang Hao with blazing eyes.

As for those who watched, they were shocked.

It turned out to be Xiang Hao, no wonder he dared to argue with the Holy Son.

The Holy Son was also unlucky!

Someone whispered like this, and was heard by the Holy Son, and suddenly, the Holy Son of the Cold Moon was angry and wanted to vomit blood.

Don't treat Hanyue Dongtian as the Xiao family and the Chang family, Xiang Hao, I don't mind playing with you. The Holy Son of the Cold Moon said indifferently, he said this to save some face.

But Xiang Hao was completely fearless, and said directly domineeringly: If there is no Cold Moon Cave Heaven to support you, you are not even qualified to die in the hands of this God King, of course, having a big backer is also a kind of strength, but if you want to kill you, it is still not a difficult thing, this God King advises you, it is better to be humble.

Rampant, this Holy Son can fight you now. The Cold Moon Holy Son was furious, and he stepped out in one step, and his momentum was like a flood.

But at this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to dim, and an eerie aura permeated the place.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, and the earth shook.

Everyone turned their heads and was immediately shocked.

It is the temple of Senro.

It is indeed the chariot of the Senluo Temple.

It was a three-headed Dark Demon Tiger, mistaken as a cart puller, pulling a ten-zhang chariot with a black skull mark on the front of the chariot.

On the chariot, there were more than 30 people standing, the leader was shrouded in black robes, standing at the front of the car, a pair of eyes swept the crowd coldly, and finally stopped at Xiang Hao.

The people of the Cold Moon Cave Heaven were surprised, and then, the Cold Moon Holy Son's face sank, and he asked loudly: The Cold Moon Cave Heaven and the Senluo Hall have always had well water that does not interfere with the river water, what do the Daoists of the Senluo Hall mean by being so excited?

No offense, please forgive the Holy Son of the Cold Moon. The black-robed man's voice was indifferent, and then he pointed at Xiang Hao and said, "What we are looking for is him, Xiang Hao."

I see, then fellow Daoists, please take care of it. The Cold Moon Holy Son's eyes were happy, and he wished that Xiang Hao would be killed by the people of Senluo Palace.

Everyone's mood is not calm, and it is really a wave of unsettled waves.

Xiang Hao frowned, how did these people in the Senluo Hall find themselves? Could it be that they have been being followed? Xiang Hao was a little puzzled.

Immeasurably Tianzun, there are so many masters, all of them are in the Cave Law Realm. The immeasurable Taoist priest rubbed his hands, with a posture of wanting to do a big job.

You go, you don't have to get involved. Xiang Hao whispered to Wuliang.

When the immeasurable Taoist priest heard this, his eyes rolled and he said happily: You don't blame the poor Dao?

No. Xiang Hao said.

Poor farewell. The immeasurable Taoist priest slipped away and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Xiang Hao was speechless, and the others were also speechless for a while, it was really a flip of friendship!

Among the people from the Senluo Palace, the leader stared at Xiang Hao with cold eyes, and said loudly in a strong tone: The decree of the Holy Son of my temple will kneel down immediately.

The leader took out a roll of black paper, and the black paper spread with strange fluctuations, as if it was contaminated with the breath of hell.

The Holy Son of the Senluo Temple is so majestic, what trick did this God King play. Xiang Hao's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, causing the faces of a group of people in Senluo Hall to change greatly.