Brush, brush, brush, brush......

Countless rolling blades of light kept spinning back and forth in front of Hao Jian's eyes, and the sharp aura directly tore apart the space, but in the end, it was still blocked in front of Hao Jian's eyes, and that layer of red light wrapped around Hao Jian's body, as if the most powerful defensive shield had been constructed in that instant.

In front of him, even if it is around, if they attack together, they will definitely not be Hao Jian's opponent, or in Hao Jian's case, he will be able to destroy all these things in such an instant, because such a strong existence is not something that can be cracked by any kind of existence.

"Break it for me, it's an eyesore to see. ”

Hao Jian slowly raised his hand, the flowing blood-red aura in the palm of his hand was very terrifying, and the huge phantom outline outlined around him turned into a scimitar-like thing, and at that moment, it burst out with almost invincible power, hitting the void blades that gathered in front of Hao Jian's eyes.

Bang, bang, bang, bang......

The sound of continuous cracking sounded, and then, at that moment, the original seemingly indestructible light blades in front of Hao Jian's eyes turned into powder in an instant, and disappeared without a trace, maybe they were just spiritual energy gossamers, waiting a little longer, or cutting off the connection between the two, then they would not be able to burst out of any power, on the contrary, they were even so humble.

"Okay, it's worthy of being a genius-level martial artist praised by the old man, if you have a spirit body, then the old man doesn't want to stay in this Bai Yi's body. ”

The soul body of the mysterious Martial Venerable level powerhouse stared at the powerful power released by Hao Jian's sudden shot, and couldn't help but say in admiration, such a powerful power is indeed terrifying, but no matter how you say it, it still gives people a feeling of not being perfect.

If Hao Jian was asked to say where this imperfect place was, Hao Jian would definitely be able to tell where the so-called imperfection was in a hurry.

Because you're not dead!

After a little play with you, do you feel that my own strength is not so terrifying? Do you feel that I don't have the ability to kill you?

Hahahaha......

It's ridiculous!

"Good means! It seems that you are worthy of my real skills!"

As soon as he shouted loudly during the day, his originally original gaze of Gujing Wubo suddenly became excited, and the split eyes seemed to have two eyes, and the middle of the eyes was directly split, and none of them exuded absolute deterrent power.

If an ordinary martial artist puts his eyes on it, I am afraid that he will be killed at that moment, in Hao Jian's eyes, it seems that this is indeed the case, and it can only be described in two words.

Terror.

Hiss!

"Was it just a test just now? Neither of them seemed to burst out of their true strength! What kind of terrifying level of battle is this, Martial Emperor level? How do you feel that even the battle between the strong men of the Martial Sect is not so terrifying?"

Li Tian stood on the edge of the ring, he could naturally feel it more than other martial artists, on the ring, it was like a purgatory Shura field, the aura around him had been constantly changing, the violent power was mixed with the blatant aura, and the power of the surrounding strength was so palpitating.

Such an existence can make himself appreciate, but Li Tian feels that he may be able to learn a lot from it, and he may be able to improve a lot of realm perception after doing it this time!

Such a young genius can be regarded as a real strong man! It's just that at such an age, he can achieve such an existence, and his unrivaled power can be regarded as a part of his growth, but to a large extent, for himself, the incarnation of a strong man can be regarded as an existence that is above his own will.

"What kind of tough and terrifying battle will break out next? ”

Looking at the aura gathered together, it seemed that the next moment was about to burst out of the aura vortex, subconsciously, Li Tian was urging his own defense, he was a strong man of the Martial Emperor, he could make the strong man of the Martial Emperor to turn up his defense in such an instant, I have to say, this is indeed a very terrifying existence.

Some of the rest of the warriors looked anxiously, and some of them also watched intently, they seemed to be able to see the powerful forces swept in the battle, and they were so familiar when they were intertwined, but if they looked at it again, the powerful power exploded quickly, and if this defensive shield disappeared again, what should we do?

That's not going to work.

Immediately, the battle on the ring seemed to have gone from the suppressive aura at the beginning to a slight touch and then a temptation, to the current momentum reached a certain level, and his own strength gathered a lot, and then, the countless eyes cast seemed to be gathered together at that moment.

Bang! Bang!

The agitated aura turned into a whirlpool of energy, flying sand and stones, and the ring still shook violently, and the phantom condensed by Hao Jian was forced by the huge energy, and the powerful force came to his face, I don't know why, the white vortex hurricane that was born out of thin air blew the surrounding aura as if it was compressing and emptying the surrounding aura.

The fierce eyes of the day in the center of the hurricane stared at Hao Jian so deadly, with a wave of one hand, suddenly, the aura in the surrounding sky was sold even faster, it can be said that it was a very terrifying scarcity, if the ordinary martial artist encountered such a situation, I am afraid that even the most basic aura of defensive martial arts could not be condensed, right?

Because the power consumed by the martial artist himself is basically derived from what kind of aura can be absorbed and catalyzed by his own exercises, to a large extent, the level of the exercises he cultivates can be reflected.

However, looking at Bai Yi's posture, Hao Jian speculated that his cultivation status should be a practice above the ground level, or even a mutilated or almost a skill that can reach the heaven level, but these little tricks have no effect on Hao Jian.

Strength comes from oneself, what can you do to me with these little tricks? It's just a sudden consumption of one's own aura, and I, Hao Jian, will not take this kind of trick of yours in my eyes at all.