Seeing the blood-red lightning shot out by the cold clouds, all the monks in the field were stunned.

Ma Hao, who was rushing towards Bai Zhanpeng, also noticed this abnormal lightning.

The demonic aura emanating from it made him vigilant in his heart, and forcibly restrained the forward momentum of his body.

I have to say that the secret skills that Ma Hao has obtained in the third layer of this ancient tomb are extremely good, and his promotion is even more comprehensive.

In such a swift forward rush, in the face of the bombardment of the cold sky clouds and blood-red lightning, he was able to swing and launch a counterattack while holding his body.

With a loud bang, the blood-red lightning had been wrapped in an arc of electricity that Ma Hao had swung out, and it became smaller and smaller in a burst of sizzling sounds.

"Hmph! ”

Ma Hao couldn't help but grin.

But before the corners of his mouth could show a perfect arc, he felt that something was wrong again.

The blood-red lightning that was wrapped in his silver-white arc was like a poisonous snake that poked out a head from the lightning and shot towards his head.

"This ......"

Ma Hao only felt that the evil wind was blowing in his face, and the red electric snake had arrived in front of him.

He couldn't help but roar, and hurriedly used his right hand holding the short sword to block the electric snake.

Sting!

The electric snake was cut off by the short sword, and the momentum of its advance was weakened by half again.

What made Ma Hao's pupils shrink was that the remaining half of the snake head was still unabated, flying straight towards his head.

A danger on the verge of life and death instantly invaded his whole body, and Ma Hao, whose face was pale, didn't think about it, and directly used his left hand that held the Mixed Yuan Umbrella to block the blood-red lightning.

Wow!

The blood-red lightning landed on his fist and flowed on the Mixed Yuan Umbrella, disappearing without any explosion.

The desperate crisis receded like a tide, but a bean-sized cold sweat welled up on Ma Hao's forehead, dripping in front of him.

This feeling is like going to the ghost door and walking away.

"Whew!"

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the cold sky clouds that were still falling in the air, infinite hatred surged in his heart again.

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be surnamed Ma. ”

He shook the lightning in his left hand, and prepared to extinguish Bai Zhanpeng in front of him with the power of thunder, so he went over to kill Han Tianyun.

"Hiss......"

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his left hand.

"What's going on?"

He hurriedly raised his left hand to gaze.

Seeing this, Ma Hao couldn't help but stand on end.

In just two breaths, his left hand had become a bloody hand.

I saw countless small beads of blood emerging from the back of my hand, as if I had been pricked by thousands of embroidery needles.

What made him even more heartbroken was that the palms of his hands actually bubbled out with blood beads, and countless bright yellow flames began to grow.

"Ah......h

Ma Hao let out a terrifying exclamation and directly let go of the Mixed Yuan Umbrella.

At the same time, his form could no longer stand still in the air, and he slammed into the dirt below.

So, he rubbed his left hand directly towards the ground, hoping to extinguish the bright yellow flames.

Even after finding that the soil could not wipe off the flames, he directly used the sharp short sword in his right hand to poke the flames in his palm.

And yet it was all in vain.

All his efforts did not extinguish the flames, but the terrifying fire poison began to flow rapidly in the direction of his wrist with the flow of blood.

"This ...... What kind of demon is it?"

"This son's blood-red lightning is so terrifying?"

The monks in the audience looked at Ma Hao's tragic situation, the fear in their eyes couldn't be hidden, and they looked at Han Tianyun's gaze, as if they were looking at an anomaly.

"Ah...... Help!"

Ma Hao kept stabbing his left hand with his short sword, hoping to expel the terrifying fire poison brought by the blood-red lightning with his blood.

But there were more and more flames in his hand, and in an instant, the entire palm of his hand was spread in bright yellow flames.

"Ahh

I have to say that although Ma Hao's cultivation talent is not very good in front of these heavenly pride, he can come here with his strength, and his heart is really not comparable to ordinary people.

I saw him roar wildly, and directly raised the short sword high, and slashed down towards his arm.

With a click, his left hand, which was still shaking, was cut off to the ground by his sword.

"Ah......h

In the midst of the terrifying screams, he quickly cut off half of his shirt and wrapped his severed arm around him.

Then, he staggered to his feet, staring madly at the cold clouds that had fallen beside the pillar of light.

"Han Tianyun, you must die!"

Ma Hao gritted his teeth and let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Master!"

At this moment, Bai Zhanpeng's heart-rending shout came from behind him, covering most of his roar.

But Bai Zhanpeng had already rushed back to pick up Han Ziqing, crying loudly.

Only then did these monks glance at Han Ziqing again.

Only then did they remember that the vice president of the Lei Ling Academy, the head of the Ancient Martial Academy, and the vice president of the Lei Ling Temple Monastery on the continent had cultivated enough to rank among the top twenty in the world.

was attacked and killed by Ma Hao in this ancient tomb.

Although in this ancient tomb, the cultivation of these strong people was suppressed, Han Ziqing was attacked by Fat Toutuo before, and in order to protect Han Tianyun, he used up all his spiritual power.

But even so, it still feels shocking and incredible.

You must know that Ma Hao was just a cultivator at the peak of the Yuan before entering this ancient tomb.

But at this time, he had not only broken through the Jiedan Realm, but also had a secret method with mysterious whereabouts and extremely fast speed.

It's amazing!

If it weren't for all this happening too fast, and the blood-red lightning that erupted from the cold sky clouds was too shocking, today's attack, Ma Hao would be famous all over the world.

Although he did the act of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, no one dared to underestimate his strength.

Even Chan Yuezi and the others have to solemnly list him as one of the most dangerous opponents.

But there are no ifs in this world, just like no matter how many ifs there are, it is impossible for Han Ziqing to come back from the dead.

At this moment, no one paid attention to Bai Zhanpeng's grief, no one paid attention to how Ma Hao killed Han Ziqing, and no one was shocked by Ma Hao's action of cutting off his left hand.

Everyone's eyes turned to the cold clouds that fell in front of the pillar of light.

At this time, Han Tianyun has become a fire man.

On his body was a fire whistling in the wind, and in his eyes, there was a thin burst of fire.

But his actions were extremely normal.

I saw him half-squatting in front of the pillar of light, then slowly got up and walked in the direction of Ma Hao without hurrying.

"This ......"

All the monks opened their mouths wide, completely unable to believe their eyes.

Han Tianyun walked slowly, and seemed to endure the pain of the fire with every step.

But his actions were not affected by the fire all over his body.

Ma Hao, who was still yelling "Han Tianyun, you must die" just now, was also stunned.

He had seen Han Tianyun not afraid of spiritual skills, and he had seen him glow with electric light, and he had also seen Han Tianyun play the extremely powerful "Requiem", but this time the scene was undoubtedly the most incredible.

He even forgot about the pain of his broken arm for a while, and his heart swelled up with fear that he had never experienced before.

"This ...... Person...... Demon ......"

He shuddered.

"Yes, this man is a demon, and he must not remain in the world!"

Nangong Yu, who had been forced into the distance by Wen Tianliu's "Dao is like no wind", shouted at everyone in the audience with a sonorous and powerful voice: "This is the disaster of the mainland, if you don't get rid of this person, my human race will be in danger!"

"Yes, this thief has the blood of the demon spirit on his body, and when he returns to the source, it will be the time when the soul is destroyed. ”

The cold voice also resounded throughout the audience: "The billions of living beings of my Great Moon Empire will be poisoned by this thief. ”

"Ah...... What? The blood of the demon spirits, is it the blood of the demon king recorded in ancient legends?"

The pink-shirted young man who had already retreated to the side turned pale, but he still didn't forget to ask with a gentle salute to the cold.

"That's right! What this thief has shown today has completely confirmed that what flows in his body is the blood of the ancient demon spirit, and once it is contaminated, it will never be recovered. ”

Leng looked at Nangong Yu, nodded slightly and asked, "I don't know if Brother Nangong, what this king said is right?"

"Yes, what Your Highness said is exactly what the lord of this island intended, and if this person stays, we are not worthy of being called monks. ”

Nangong Yu took out a folding fan and fanned the wind slightly, as if because of the appearance of cold clouds, the temperature between this time had made him feel hot.

"Everyone, why don't I take action together today and kill this thief on the spot?"

Leng nodded, and also pulled out a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings from behind him, and invited everyone.

"Hmph! With such a high-sounding statement, it would be better if you went and killed this kid on behalf of the Terrans. ”

Although Chan Yuezi, who was not far away, had also thought about coming back to snatch the Chaoyuan umbrella, she had witnessed this shocking change at this time, and saw Han Tianyun's strange appearance, so she was not in a hurry, and said coldly to Han.

"Hmph, the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang, you are also the leader of one party, how can you be worthy of the name of the Holy Maiden with such a responsibility?"

The cold shook the tip of the sword, and shook a string of sword flowers, but he did not attack, but for tat mocked.

"Hypocrisy!"

Chan Yuezi rolled her eyes and directly ignored the existence of the cold.

"Hmph! After all, she is a woman, and she should not be a heavy responsibility. ”

Leng sneered, and then turned his head in the direction of Nangong Yu to invite: "Brother Nangong, it seems that you and I have to maintain the foundation of the human race!"

"Haha, Your Highness laughed, this demon is just the cultivation of the peak of the Yuan, with His Highness's ability, he can be killed with just a wave of his hand, and I will sweep the formation for His Highness here, and see which one who is not long-eyed dares to take advantage of this to be unfavorable to His Highness. ”

Nangong Yu waved the folding fan lightly, and his face was light and light.

"Humph......"

The cold himself blushed, and at this time, it was not extremely embarrassing to advance with a soft sword, and it was not extremely embarrassing to retreat.

But at this moment, Han Tianyun's body changed again.

I saw a layer of white ice suddenly appear on his body, which extinguished the raging fire while sucking all the water vapor in the air away, causing the temperature in the field to drop suddenly.

"Huh?"

The cold was startled, but he took advantage of the situation to stop and carefully watched the changes on Han Tianyun's body.

A moment later, the white ice on Han Tianyun's body shattered, turning into countless hot water flowing down, but before it landed, it was scorched into hot steam by the blazing heat on his body, turning into a white mist that shrouded his body.

Then another layer of ice appeared on him, and after a cycle, the temperature on his body was lowered a bit.

Seeing such a strange change, all the monks in the room widened their eyes and did not dare to make a sound.

"Ah......h

I don't know how long it took, the cold sky cloud that was kneeling on the ground suddenly roared and began to scratch his body.

It's as if the abnormal body temperature in his body and the cold ice outside his body caused the itching of his skin, making him unable to bear it anymore.

After a short time, Han Tianyun had torn all his clothes, rolling on the ground and tearing his body, looking extremely painful.

"This thief is indeed a demon!"

Seeing that Han Tianyun was not dead in such a terrifying change, all the monks said silently in their hearts.

"There's never been a better time to kill him!"

Leng already had a deep grudge against Han Tianyun, and he always wanted to avenge the revenge of the kick that day, but at this time, in the midst of the shouting, his body burst out and stabbed at Han Tianyun.

However, at this time, there was someone faster than him.

As soon as his words came out, a white light flashed, slashing towards Han Tianyun's neck.

It was none other than Ma Hao.

He had forgotten that he had even moved when he stood in place before, and at this time, seeing that Han Tianyun's body was no longer on fire, and he was rolling and roaring like this, he couldn't help but be bold again.

And so he unleashed what he thought was a fatal blow.

According to his calculations, even if Han Tianyun was a powerful meat shield like Dunshan, this sword would cut through the major artery of Han Tianyun's neck, causing him to bleed dry and die.

Because no matter how hard the meat shield is, the neck is always softer than other places.

And the secret technique of Lingyin Assassination obtained in this ancient tomb can be described as a unique assassination technique in the world.

And the short sword in his hand is a sharp weapon for cutting gold and breaking jade.

No meat shield, in such a defenseless situation, has no chance of being spared.

Cold clouds certainly can't either.

However, at this critical moment, a wooden arrow suddenly flew out from the trees in the distance, and struck the hilt of the short sword stabbed by Ma Hao.

The speed of this arrow is simply too fast.

It was faster than Ma Hao's swift sword.

The arrow was too accurate.

It shot at the hilt of his sword with impartiality, as if he had struck the hilt of the sword himself.

The power of this arrow is even more terrifying.

Ma Hao only felt that his right hand was numb suddenly, and the short sword in his hand had already taken off his hand.

What made him even more frightened was that the short sword he had obtained from the ancient tomb was directly shattered after being shot into the air by the arrow.

Yes, the peerless short sword was shattered into five pieces by the burst of a wooden arrow, two of which coincidentally exploded towards His Cold Highness who rushed in the distance.

"This ......"

Not only was Ma Hao shocked to an incomprehensible extent, everyone in the audience was dreaming and reading a fantasy.

Sou!

In another sound of breaking the air, a little girl suddenly appeared in front of Ma Hao.

Without saying a word, she grabbed Ma Hao's right hand and slammed him towards the ground like a sandbag.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

For a while, a little girl with long purple hair, carrying a human-shaped sandbag, kept slapping towards the ground, stirring up dust in the sky.

The witty cold highness brandished a soft sword to block two pieces of broken iron, and stopped to watch Ma Hao being smashed to pieces, unable to take care of himself for a long time, and couldn't help but swallow and spit out two words with difficulty.

"I ...... Go!"

At this moment, he felt that his body was very cold......