Chapter 1572 is very powerful

Long Yang Sanren chuckled at the young man standing with a sword, and asked, "Young man, I advise you to leave quickly, as far as your Spirit Emperor sixth-order cultivation is concerned, it is not enough to see." ”

The young figure dressed in black remained unmoved, he glanced lightly at the person behind him, and clenched the crimson Wudao sword in his hand.

The beggar on crutches looked at the dark shadow and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"The heart is higher than the sky, the talent is higher than the pine, the wisdom is higher than the mountain, and the leaves are three high!"

"Good name. The beggar on crutches smashed his mouth and said, "What is your relationship with that golden light monk?"

"I don't even know this person. ”

This time, it was the turn of the beggar on crutches to be stunned and asked, "You don't know this person, and you dare to save your life, should I call you stupid, or are you naΓ―ve?"

"It's all the same. Ye Hao put one hand behind his back, quietly pinched the sword technique, and said with a serious face: "Anyway, I just can't get used to seeing you taking advantage of people's danger." ”

"Hehe, boy, you brought it on yourself!"

Longyang Sanren didn't talk as much as a beggar on crutches, and with a wave of his big hand, he made everyone rush up.

Ye Hao looked at the dozens of figures that came to him, raised his sword, stretched out his left hand, the sword trick was ready, and he shouted in a low voice: "Sword Immortal Coming to the World, First Style, Sword Immortal Condensation!"

Rumble!

A huge phantom fell from the sky, and several monks who had cultivated to only the seventh order of the Spirit Emperor were defeated on the spot and were directly defeated, and the remaining monks of the eighth order of the Spirit Emperor joined forces to disperse the phantom and rushed forward again.

Ye Hao moved backwards and inserted his sword on the ground, and several rapidly running figures were reflected in his red pupils.

Just as the attack of those people was about to touch Ye Hao, the black figure disappeared and disappeared in place.

With Ye Hao's disappearance, the attacks of several people suddenly attacked towards the golden light monk who was sitting cross-legged, but unfortunately before he got close to the golden light monk, an invisible wall with light blue light appeared, blocking all those attacks.

Those Spirit Emperor Eighth Order monks were stunned as the targets they were about to attack disappeared.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared behind them, and the fiery red sword rushed forward, easily piercing through the chest of a person, and the person was dead on the spot.

Then the black figure disappeared again, and everyone didn't dare to be careless this time, back to back, looking around cautiously.

The pupils of the beggar on crutches shrank, and he looked coldly at the void around him, and said, "Ye Sangao should have a treasure that can help him hide his body in the void, so it is difficult for us to find him." ”

"Hmph, our target is not him, how can a mere spirit array stop me!"

Long Yang Sanren snorted coldly, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and attacked the golden light monk with one palm.

Sure enough, when Long Yang Sanren slapped forward, the pale blue wall reappeared, but this time it was unable to block the attack for the Golden Light Monk.

Click!

There was a cracking sound, and the pale blue wall shattered.

The corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer, and Long Yang Sanren once again palmed forward, this time directly approaching the golden light monk who had no defense.

Just when Longyang Sanren was still two steps away from the Golden Light Monk, a silver-white figure appeared.

The silver-white figure roared, and also palmed forward.

The palms faced each other, and a series of explosions sounded in the air.

Long Yang Sanren took two steps back, and the silver-white figure took dozens of steps back before stabilizing his figure.

"Tsk. Long Yang Sanren exclaimed: "It's amazing, you can actually catch my palm after changing your skin, it's not bad." ”

The beggar on crutches behind him looked at Ye Hao, who was shining with silver-white light and had silver-white skin, and said to himself: "This seems to be the power of the stars, how can this guy have the power of the stars?"

Long Yang Sanren looked at the silver-white figure rushing forward, and laughed: "Boy, I only used seven points of strength just now, this time I have to use ten points of strength, whether you can take it depends on your ability!"

As he spoke, he was about to rush out when suddenly a figure shot out from behind him.

He looked at the figure that shot out, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "I originally wanted to play with you, but now it seems that there is no need for that, forget it, let's get down to business first." ”

Immediately, Long Yang Sanren led the group of monks behind him and walked towards the golden light monk.

In a hurry, Ye Hao, who had resorted to the first chapter of the Star and Moon Transformation, looked at the inconspicuous figure that was rushing towards him, and had a bad premonition, but at this time, he had no way to retreat.

His hands were clenched, and he didn't slow down, and he collided straight with the inconspicuous figure.

Bang bang bang!

In the sky, a streamer flashed, and then large craters were left on the ground.

Ye Hao and the beggar on crutches are gone.

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West of the Medicine Garden.

The white-clothed swordsman walked wildly through the crowd with a snow-white sword in his hand, and everywhere he passed was a mess and blood was everywhere.

Although there were constantly beads of blood floating in the air, not a single drop of blood could drip on his snow-white robe, and the long sword in his hand had killed no less than a hundred people, but the whole person still maintained extremely high combat power.

From a distance, the appearance of being dusty and unstained is no different from that of an immortal who was not born.

Not far away, Duo Bao San looked at the appearance of the white-clothed swordsman, disliked it in his heart, and cursed: "Bastard, you will pretend to be cool, you will be handsome, but you won't last long!"

Immediately, he said to the two people beside him, "Bai Jun, can't you do it yet?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and said, "Didn't the third prince of Bao also do it? What's the matter, are you in a hurry?"

"Huh. Duo Bao San chuckled, not bothering with them, with a move of his right hand, a palm-sized pagoda shining with golden light appeared in the palm of his hand.

The two of them looked at the dazzling golden light and the golden texture, and there was a trace of envy in their hearts.

Duobao San said in a loud voice: "Aren't you very powerful, then how about trying my sixth-order low-grade pagoda?"

After saying that, he shook his right hand, and the pagoda in his palm was thrown out directly by him.

"The others quickly dodge!" Bai Jun and Canggou both shouted at the same time.

At the moment when the pagoda was thrown out, its size quickly grew larger, from the size of a palm to the size of a tree surrounded by three people.

The enlarged pagoda shrouded the white-clothed swordsmen who were fighting bloodily and the few monks who had no time to evacuate.

When the pagoda landed, the heavens and the earth instantly returned to calm, and no sword qi came out.

Canggou looked at the pagoda standing between heaven and earth, and said tentatively: "Bao San Gongzi, can you open this pagoda and release a few of my people?"

The few monks who had just been imprisoned were indeed his people, and he had already lost the most in this battle, so he was naturally able to catch a few at this moment.

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