"You're looking for death!"

Qingkong Mountain let out a loud shout, and in an instant, the martial artists around him only felt a strong sword intent sweeping over.

Hao Jian disagreed, "It's just the sixth order of the Martial King, and in my eyes, it's not a powerful person at all." ”

"Okay, very good, I can see that this prince's cultivation is still so arrogant, this prince wants to see what kind of ability you have to be so arrogant!"

Qingkong Mountain laughed angrily, and his domineering personality was even more infinitely placed at this moment, looking at Hao Jian's gaze as if he were a dead man.

"Ning!" he drank softly, and the momentum of his whole body skyrocketed to an unprecedented level, and with a fierce thrust from his hand, the sharp Qingfeng slashed through a perfect arc of light, and a cloud of sword qi lingered on it.

The long sword was in hand, Qingkong Mountain was like a fish in water, and the momentum of the sixth order of the Martial King climbed to an extreme again, and he looked at Hao Jian coldly, and the long sword ran through.

"Qinglong Sword Duel, Cloud Ni is slight!"

The martial artists around them couldn't help but retreat backwards, the sword qi surrounding Qingkong Mountain was really too terrifying, and they had to temporarily avoid the edge and skim back.

Qingkong Mountain glared angrily, reversed his small palm, and pushed it out fiercely, and then, the long sword in his hand turned into a sword flower, and slashed directly forward, and then the air was also a fierce tremor.

A cyan sword surged towards Hao Jian's side with a strong destructive force, no, it was directly slashed through the air, falling from the sky, and the momentum of destruction formed a pincer attack on both sides.

Just by virtue of the momentum scattered around, the warriors in the hall were all discolored, and they looked at Qingkong Mountain in horror, and some of them smiled, this thing is so rampant, it's okay, it's dead!

The sixth order of the Martial King, a sword with all his strength, and a pinching attack up and down, seems to be an unavoidable posture.

In the face of this move, let alone the seventh order of the Martial King, even if it is an ordinary Martial King eighth-order powerhouse, it will definitely be half abolished under this sword.

Hao Jian was honestly standing on the high platform at this time, the distance between the two was no more than ten zhang, and at this moment, the sword was already less than three or four zhang away, and the martial artists present all showed meaningful smiles and stared at Hao Jian.

But seeing that Hao Jian didn't even make any movements, he was still standing in place, and the little lion-like demon beast on his shoulder didn't have the slightest intention of running away, but yawned very humanely and had sleepy eyes.

Frightened, could it be that this person has been stupid by the power of the sword of Qingkong Mountain? Facing the reality that he is about to die?

Wasn't it just a punch that was able to kill the Martial King? Where did that momentum go, wouldn't it be a guy who was strong on the outside?

If I knew this, it would have been better to step forward and knock him down earlier, maybe I would have grabbed a good spiritual weapon in my pocket.

Phew, damn it.

"Hehe, one of the swords, although I'm not that good at it, but it's still good to take out a few tricks to educate you......"

Hao Jian, who saw it, smiled weirdly, and didn't look at the cyan sword that flew by, but set his eyes on Qingkong Mountain's body, and the implication was even more obvious to the extreme.

You are not worthy to talk about swords in front of me, you are simply an axe in the class, and you can't do anything about yourself!

"A sword rises, Chanjuan is fixed, Ming Yuexing is bright!"

A slight sound of controversy sounded, and as Hao Jian spoke, a long sword flew out of Hao Jian's storage bag, exuding a simple charm, black and swarthy, but just when Hao Jian injected blood-red aura into it.

The quaint long sword emitted an unexpectedly light that shone all around, and the amazing coercion also came to his face, and the Nine Heavens Sword in Hao Jian's hand emitted a slight light, merging with the extremely fast light.

Immediately between.

In the wide hall, a full moon appeared above everyone's heads, and they looked at it in shock, and the violent coercion seemed to be that once the full moon fell, everyone present would be buried for it.

"Is that move...... Qi Beigui was even more fascinated, his cultivation is now infinitely close to the Martial King, but it is still not enough to see here, at this time, seeing Hao Jian use this move again, he can't help but retreat.

At that time, Hao Jian was on top of Beichuan Square, and the scene of using this trick to bombard and kill that person cannot be forgotten to this day, and the entire Beichuan Square has been turned over.

"Why is there no golden Buddha behind him?"

......

"At this time, the four-grade spirit weapon!"

"Really!"

"That's absolutely right, just by relying on majesty, you can trend the aura between heaven and earth and use it, which can only be done by a spiritual weapon above the fourth grade!"

......

Some knowledgeable martial artists clearly felt the power and oppression exuded by the Nine Heavens Sword in Hao Jian's hand, and couldn't help but feel that the spiritual weapons on the high platform seemed to be nothing.

If they knew that Hao Jian, a long sword like this, had a total of eight swords and could form a sword formation, he didn't know what kind of frightened expression he had.

But it must be nice to think about.

The full moon at the top of the main hall had already taken shape when the aura around it was hidden, and Hao Jian was also at this moment, seizing the opportunity of the Qingkong Mountain to look at the full moon in the sky, and the Nine Heavens Sword fell across the sky, drawing a cold light, and the surrounding air trembled instantly, as if he wanted to escape from this heaven and earth.

The pervasive chill slowly emanated from the full moon, and Hao Jian did not expand the scope of Gongchanjuan to the entire hall, after all, if he wiped out all these martial artists at one time, the consequences might be beyond his expectations.

After all, there are still those fellows from the Buddha Sect here.

Don't look at the cultivation of these guys is not very high, but Hao Jian knows a martial art of Buddhism, which is still what he learned in those hundred years, called the Golden Bell Jar, which can resist the perverts of the ten directions that are condensed by the aura.

Therefore, in fact, in the entire Arctic Southern Region and even the Hidden World Sect on the Qingzhou Continent, the Buddhist Sect is definitely the most difficult one to provoke.

The merit of influencing the world, as well as the devout teachings that can lead to bliss, are extremely sought after.

Qingzhou naturally has no shortage of mortals, they also aspire to become martial artists, but they don't have that kind of talent, so if you give them a comforting reassurance, they will be passed on from generation to generation, and they will be crazy and fanatical.

This is the pursuit and desire of mortals for immortality.

Qingkong Mountain was not too surprised at this time, obviously he still believed that his Qinglong Sword had decided to be able to kill Hao Jian.

But he didn't know that blind self-confidence would only bring death sorrow to himself.

"Sneer......"

"Boom ......"

There was no explosion from the fall of a full moon, and the series of sounds was only emitted by the concussions of space.