Life comes from nothing, goes out of nothing, everyone is alive in the cycle of going on the stage and then closing the curtain, and this cycle is not sad, not meaningless, the meaning is in the process, the reason why life is interesting is the experience and harvest in the process.

——Hao Jian's classic quotations

"Bang ......"

The whole collapsed, and in the main hall, the raindrops of spiritual energy condensed into small droplets of water and fell on the body of the warrior.

However, no warrior chose to pay attention to this subtlety, and their eyes were very uniformly staring at the light curtain stone platform.

At that moment, the aura rain in the hall stopped, the stone platform shook, and the silent prelude to the hall became restless.

Not for anything else.

The martial artists who surrounded them had red eyes one after another, their eyes had already fallen, and the surging aura was mixed with the surface of their bodies, and their momentum was resolute.

Crash.

A figure suddenly jumped up from everyone's eyes, and then pounced directly on the stone platform, obviously, the purpose was a large number of spiritual weapons on the stone platform.

"When will you stay still?"

I don't know who shouted, and those warriors completely abandoned other thoughts and rushed forward.

"Do you want to do it?" Hao Jian was a little shocked when he saw this scene, these guys were completely desperate for their lives.

One by one, they were afraid that the good spiritual weapons would be snatched away by others first.

"Forget it, I'll go too, anyway, the cultivation of these martial artists is so rubbish, I can pocket those spiritual weapons alone!"

It's too late, that's fast.

Hao Jian stepped on the ground with an arrow, turned into a surging red light, and rushed directly into the crowd.

And the idiot was still lying on Hao Jian's shoulder stupidly, sleepy-eyed, so cute.

A bunch of warriors gathered together, they couldn't tell who was who, and Hao Jian couldn't care so much, anyway, if you are beaten, you will stay honestly, otherwise you will stay here to be buried!

The four moving figures happened to block Hao Jian's way forward, Hao Jian didn't say a word, raised his fist, and fell fiercely with a devastating momentum with a five-bird fist.

"Ahh

"That waste dared to hit Lao Tzu!"

"I'm going to pluck his skin!"

“......”

Three wails were endless, and the blazing gaze that the last person had seen the treasure displayed directly became dim in a fist wind, and after a while, he fell directly to the ground, smashed out a large and small pit, and lost his breath.

"Five Fowl Fist!"

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Then, a roar that looked like a tiger shook the entire hall, and Hao Jian continued to raise his fist and smashed it into a Martial King powerhouse in front of him, with a strong and powerful force.

"Click. ”

"Poof......

The strong man of the Martial King who I saw wanted to pull the martial artist in front of him away a moment ago, so that he could step forward and snatch the spiritual weapon, and in the next breath, he was directly smashed by Hao Jian's five bird fists, and his whole body bones were shattered, and I am afraid that his life will not be long.

"Get out of the way, these auras are my Hao Jian's today!

Hao Jian shouted angrily, stepping on the Martial King powerhouse under his feet, his body was surging with blood-red aura, this level of martial artist is not much different from an ant for Hao Jian, the cultivation of the seventh order of the Martial King is enough for him to sweep the entire Nine Songs Secret Realm, even if it is a Martial Emperor, he is not afraid!

After all, he still has those few divine skills and martial arts, and they are all world-destroying existences.

This sentence suddenly exploded in the main hall, and perhaps the warriors surging in front also heard the wailing sound, and they all turned around and looked at Hao Jian, who was rubbing four or five warriors below, with a surprised face.

"What are you? How dare you be so rampant?"

This is a big man, the beard with a face full of momentum is very extraordinary, the cultivation is about the appearance of the fourth order of the martial king, and the aura is surging above the double whole, obviously, just now he wanted to snatch the spiritual weapon, but he found out about Hao Jian's existence.

"Who is this kid!" The warriors who stopped on the side all looked at Hao Jian in unison, revealing a look of incomprehension.

"It seems that the strength to be able to defeat those few warriors should be very powerful, but ......"

"Hehe, don't you know, right? The fourth-order powerhouse of the Martial King is the son of the Li family of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom, and his undefeated fist technique is invincible. ”

"Humph!"

Seeing that it turned out to be a boy with a well-proportioned breath, he dared to speak wildly, and he was also ready to get off the horse, not only to punish the guy in front of him, but also to let the disciples of the major forces who wanted to snatch the spiritual weapon with him know how terrifying his strength was.

"I'll let you know who I am!" Hao Jian's face showed a cold light, his toes stepped on the corpse of the martial artist fiercely, and a fitness jumped up, raised his fists, and then there was an extremely loud beast roar, "Five Bird Fists, Spirit Tiger Xing!"

The huge tiger head was condensed on top of the two fists, and the force ran through tens of millions, with a strong momentum, and smashed directly into the big man.

The big man's face was slightly sideways, although he didn't see through Hao Jian's cultivation at the moment, but with this move, his cultivation would definitely not be lower than that of the Martial King, and he would even be stronger than him!

"It's good to come!" the big man shouted, his expression stiffened, and his clenched fists made a clicking sound.

In an instant, raise your hand, raise it, and boom.

"Boom. ”

At the moment when the two fists were together, Hao Jian smiled, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Give me death!" Hao Jian shouted, and his fists fell with a shattering force.

"Click......"

"Poof!"

The big man I saw trembled all over his body, and a large piece of white bones were exposed to Hao Jian's pair of fists.

A large mouthful of blood flowed out directly, his eyes were slightly solemn, and he was extremely miserable, at least, it was the last expression in his life.

"You...... You are...... Warrior King ...... Seven ......"

Before he finished speaking, he collapsed directly on the ground, with no breath at all, countless times more miserable than the few people just now.

"Shhh

"Who is this guy?"

"What did I just go through? That person's cultivation is at least the fourth order of the Martial King, right? He was killed directly! This is a bit too terrifying, right?"

"Where did this person come from, I have never heard of such a terrifying disciple in that sect family in the Qingzhou Continent. ”

“......”

For a while, the people in the hall were shocked, and the warriors who wanted to snatch the spiritual weapons just looked at the spiritual energy on the platform dryly, and didn't dare to stretch out their hands at all.

"Elder Hao!"

"Is it really you?"

Suddenly, on the side of the main hall, a familiar voice sounded, and Hao Jian put away his surging aura and looked at the person through the blocking crowd.

"Qi Beigui ......"