"The sword comes out of the wind and flows with the wind!" Xiao Jiange's start is a big move, practicing martial arts.

The true qi around his body gathered, and the sword intent converged into a tornado, and in an instant, the sword intent was intertwined, turning a hundred swords into a sword, carrying a sword that was full of wind and swords to attack Wang Hao.

Wang Hao also drank intently, and the fist of the high-grade martial arts overlord of the palace bombarded out, the gravel flew, and the whirlpool condensed.

"Boom" The two collided, and an aura rippled around the two of them, sword qi intertwined, gravel soared into the air, the center of the ring collapsed violently, and the powerful wind swirled like a tornado.

A blood flower bloomed from within the tornado, and then a figure flew upside down from the tornado.

Suddenly, Duan Yuran, Duan Ming, Xiao Meng, and others all stared, wanting to see who had fallen behind.

The figure flew out upside down, spun in mid-air, and then fell, half-kneeling, this figure was Wang Hao.

"Very strong!" Wang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and looked at Xiao Jiange who slowly came out of the tornado.

The tornado dissipated, Xiao Jiange was dressed in mink velvet and moved slightly with the wind, holding a simple sword body and a blue handle of the love sword, standing faintly, showing a master's demeanor.

On the other hand, Wang Hao's clothes were torn, and the sword wounds were dense, the wounds were not serious but many, and some sword intent remained in the wounds, which made Wang Hao feel very uncomfortable.

"Second move!" Xiao Jiange's face was unwavering, and he said lightly, pressing step by step, starting with the martial idiot swordsmanship, the whole person suddenly became ethereal, as if he had blended into the surrounding nature.

Xiao Jiange suddenly entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

Wang Hao's eyes froze, he didn't dare to be careless, and when his true qi surged, the seven stars under his feet spread out in all directions, stepping on the stars and stepping out immediately.

"Naqi Palm" Wang Hao's hands condensed his true qi and secretly condensed martial arts.

"Sizzle" A sword roared, and a white sword light came out of thin air like a shock, approaching Wang Hao, and the speed was unexpected.

Wang Hao only felt that his scalp was numb, and a chill came straight to him, and at the moment his figure changed, his figure became illusory, and he stepped on the stars to avoid this sword.

Wang Hao's figure shifted and suddenly appeared a hundred meters away.

"Whoosh" and "Sizzle" The sword qi approached in an instant, Wang Hao's scalp exploded, and he didn't have time to react at all, and he immediately met it with his palm.

"Snort" A bloody flower shot out, and Wang Hao was hit by a sword in the chest.

Xiao Jiange's figure gradually emerged, "There are nine swords in the martial art swordsmanship, this is the first sword, and there are eight swords, be careful." Xiao Jiange whispered to Wang Hao with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Hao's eyes froze, and he immediately retreated, and distanced himself from Xiao Jiange.

The sword light flickered again, like a line between water and sky.

"As a martial artist, victory and defeat are common, but you are molesting women from good families, you are really scum, behead!"

In the air, a voice echoed out of thin air, and then the sword light stabbed at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao shifted his form again, and used the Overlord Fist and Naqi Palm together, but no matter how he changed positions, the sword light was actually close behind, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Snort" was another blood flower blooming, and Wang Hao had another sword on his shoulder.

Wang Hao was shocked and shocked, what kind of martial arts is this? It was terrifying, he couldn't see his shadow, but when he saw his sword, he obviously felt that he was within a radius of 100 meters, but he couldn't see his figure, as if it was transparent, this feeling really made Wang Hao shocked and frightened, isn't this kind of martial arts unavoidable, and he can only sit back and wait for death? Wang Hao thought in his heart.

"In the ring competition, the winner has been divided, but he still has to carry out personal insults, humiliating people for fun, the quality is unbearable, and he is killed!"

Xiao Jiange's voice sounded again, and as soon as the words fell, a sword light rose up, forcing Wang Hao again.

"Snort" is another sword, Wang Hao is drenched in cold sweat, but he can't avoid it with all his means, he can only resist and minimize the damage he receives.

"Insult my Xiao Mansion, bully my Xiao Mansion!"

"Today, I, Xiao Jiange, am here to seek justice for the Xiao Mansion!" The cold voice sounded in the air again, although the voice was faint, it made the pores of the Xiao Mansion disciples stand upside down, and they felt a burst of blood on their heads, as if they were about to be ignited by a fire.

"Martial Idiot Swordsmanship!"

"The Third Sword"

"The Fourth Sword"

"The Fifth Sword"

......

Suddenly, the sword light burst out in the ring, sword after sword, the speed was so fast, the dazzling sword light, people had no power to parry

On the audience, Xiao Hongsheng looked at the scene in the ring in shock, "When did Jian Ge cultivate the martial arts to such an extent!"

"Well, the growth of Sword Song over the past period of time is really terrifying, could this realm merge with heaven and earth is the rumored realm of the unity of heaven and man?" Xiao Moran pinched the handle of the stone chair and said in shock.

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort" Wang Hao's body was splashed with blood, and he was seriously injured, he had already given up dodging and focused on luck to resist, but the weirdness of this martial arts is that you don't know when this sword will come out and from which direction, this is the headache.

"There is no one to bully me in Xiao Mansion, right, I don't know that you are also a waste, I was able to defeat you in three moves back then, and now I can. ”

"Are you really worthy of the name of the genius of the palace, I can't even hurt my injuries and I still speak wildly!"

"Sizzle", "Sizzle" and "Sizzle" sword light burst out, one sword after another, like a line of water and sky, and a line of water.

At this time, the situation in the ring fell in the eyes of everyone like a white vastness, every time Wang Hao flashed is created, looking from a distance, it looks like Wang Hao is surrounded by white swords, and these swords are indeed destroying him again and again, the disciples of Xiao Mansion are very relieved to watch on the audience, many people's faces are red, and it is difficult to hide their excitement.

"Hmph" Wang Hao didn't speak, his whole body was wrapped in true qi, and he slammed on the ground, the ground cracked, and the gravel flew up, hanging in the air, surrounding Wang Hao, forming a shield.

Eight swords have been released, and there is only one sword left, Wang Hao thought in his heart that he only needs to survive this sword to counterattack.

Wang Hao thought of this expression and became ruthless, he must survive this sword, as long as he survives, he will look good.

Xiao Jiange's body was ethereal, standing in the void, looking at Wang Hao who was waiting intently below, he couldn't help but smile, with calculation in his eyes.

After all, it was still not as good as Duan Mingshan's strength, Xiao Jiange thought about it, he made a comparison, and found that the cultivation of Duan Mingshan, the elder of the Martial Arts Sect, was really extraordinary, and Wang Hao was more than a little worse than him.

Since it is one line worse than Duan Mingshan, Xiao Jiange naturally has a full grasp.

"Three moves, it's still too young," the corners of Xiao Jiange's mouth curled.

"Martial Idiot Sword Technique, Ninth Sword!" Xiao Jiange dispersed to the realm of the unity of heaven and man, appeared head-on, his long hair was flying, he stood upright with his sword, and his two fingers wiped the sword body of the love sword from the bottom to the top, and suddenly the sword body was filled with a frost.

"Sizzle" stabbed out with a sword, and the ice-blue sword qi broke through the air, attacking Wang Hao head-on.

"This sword qi," Wang Hao looked at the ice-blue sword qi coming from the sky, and a sense of familiarity flashed in his heart, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"Boom" didn't wait for Wang Hao to come back to his senses, the sword qi burst in, and the shield formed by the gravel collapsed in an instant.

"Snort" A bloody arrow shot out from Wang Hao's shoulder, Wang Hao's face was full of shock and anger, only to see that there was a layer of frost emanating from the wound on his shoulder, instantly freezing half of his body, making Wang Hao unable to move for a while, "This trick is" Wang Hao suddenly remembered this trick and couldn't help but be furious.

"The third move, the sword technique!" Xiao Jiange's expression was cold, he stretched out his hand to take off into the air, and shook it suddenly.

A scene that shocked the audience suddenly happened.

I saw Wang Hao around the sky, and three white flying swords appeared out of thin air in mid-air, tangible and substantial, white all over, as if they were formed by the convergence of clouds.

The "boom" flying sword was pulled and suddenly attacked Wang Hao from three directions, Wang Hao wanted to dodge but was frozen and couldn't dodge for a while.

"Snort" blood flowers bloomed, Wang Hao was hit by three swords, and the three swords pierced into Wang Hao's body and dissipated.

"What kind of martial arts is this!" Xiao Hongsheng exclaimed in shock.

"I'm afraid it's related to the fate in the Broken Bamboo Peak, ha, it's a good thing. Xiao Moran was a lot calmer, took a sip of tea and said.

"So strong" Xiao Meng watched the battle on the stage in disbelief under Xiao Xin's support.

"Snort" The frost dissipated, and Wang Hao was seriously injured, unable to kneel on the ground, covered in blood.

"You're defeated!" Xiao Jiange said lightly when the love sword swirled back into the air.

"No, I'm not defeated!" Wang Hao wiped the blood from his face and roared hideously.

"Say the limit of three moves, you used four moves! The last sword is the Xiao Mansion Martial Arts Frozen Sword! You deceived me, so I was not defeated!" Wang Hao looked hideous and shouted loudly.

The voice echoed around, and everyone was in an uproar.

Xiao Jiange stood in the wind, looking at Wang Hao who was roaring fiercely in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.

The smile was cruel.

If you don't want to face reality, then I'll have to let you see it clearly.

What Xiao Jiange wants to do next.

It's a curse.