Many people were fighting fiercely with each other, fighting together, crackling, destroying all the surrounding tables, chairs, stone slabs, and trees, and turning them into powder.

As if that weren't enough, the powder was once again violently devastated and shattered again. Until all the powder is gone, the three feet of dirt under the entire field are all gone.

Those spectators all retreated far away, and they didn't dare to approach within a hundred feet at all. The destructive power between heaven-level masters is unimaginable. If Liu Hao and the others had no scruples, and the fighting place was not limited to the same place, at least more than ninety percent of these spectators would have died!

From the time Situ Aoshi shook the sedan curtain and the battle began, to the mess all around, in fact, only a stick of incense time had passed. Mainly because of the changes and uncertainties in the field, it sounds like a fierce battle for three days and three nights.

The master has made a move, the speed is extremely fast, and it is ever-changing. In the audience, some of them were not cultivated enough, and they could only see a mess of shadows, and they couldn't tell who was who at all.

The drunken Taoist slammed with a wine gourd, and the Xuanhei Divine Sword was responsible for the sneak attack, which was taken by surprise. On the other hand, he transmitted the voice to Liu Hao and Leng Wushuang: "I didn't expect this old immortal to be so powerful, with strong spiritual power, and I don't feel tired." If this continues, we will be exhausted, and until the evening, I am afraid it will be difficult to tell the winner! ”

Liu Hao could barely stalemate with it, but his physical strength was gradually draining, and when he heard what the drunken Taoist said, he immediately agreed: "What the predecessor said is right. We might as well attack the weaker first! ”

Drunken Taoist: "What's the attack weakness?" ”

Liu Hao: "By surprise, kill Ji Wuchao on the side, and then Master Zhang was able to split his hands." Let's four against two, we will win! ”

"Brilliant plan!" Leng Wushuang also admired, but then questioned: "Ji Wuchao is a mile or two away from us, even if we want to attack suddenly, we will be stopped by Ji Wanli!" ”

Liu Hao fights. Separated from a wisp of spiritual thinking, the most reluctantly said: "Abandon the car and kill the handsome!" I'm going to release a set of sword formations and kill the past recklessly, so that Ji Wanli will definitely resist, let's strive for this short moment and kill Ji Wuchao! ”

Drunken Taoist: "It's very good, but it's not powerful enough, and the time it takes is too short." Ji Wanli is extremely fast, and he will chase after him in an instant. He thought for a moment, and there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes: "I've decided to sacrifice my flask." Just for more time. ”

Leng Wushuang is not a stingy person, and said, "I'm going to take out a concentration bracelet!" ”

In a tenth of a second, the three of them had already discussed a suitable plan.

Several of them are decisive and fierce people, and without any hesitation, they all release their magic weapons.

Liu Hao offered the nine flying swords given by Elder Wang. They can form a Nine Swords Serial Jade Dragon Array, which can be attacked and defended. But now I can't care about that much. It is necessary to seize the first opportunity. He let out a shout, "Look! The nine flying swords flew out of the body, forming a circle in the blink of an eye, merging into one, and shooting out.

The drunken Taoist pushed the gourd with one palm, and it became a hundred times larger. Slam down.

Leng Wu's hands suddenly became larger, a bit similar to the mythical Nezha's Qiankun circle, accompanied by nine swords and gourds.

Three magic weapons, menacing. It seems to have a fearless spirit of sacrificing one's life for righteousness.

Seeing this, Ji Wanli smiled: "With such a little ability, you still want to burn jade?" With a look of disdain, he waved his hands, and the fairy sword flew out, and as soon as he touched the flying sword given to Liu Hao by Elder Wang, he cut off three of them, which can be said to be devastating.

Even Situ Yun sensed that Liu Hao and the three of them were trapped in a beast fight, and began to prepare to abandon the car to protect the handsome, guessing that they were going to escape for their lives next.

"Boy, take your life!" Situ Yun was overjoyed in his heart, his momentum was even more high-spirited, and his spear trembled, like a poisonous dragon, tricky and killed.

At this moment, Liu Hao, the drunken man, and Leng Wushuang really pulled back, but instead of running for their lives, they ran to Ji Wuchao in the distance!

"Not good!" Ji Wanli has rich experience in actual combat, and he can see Liu Hao's true intentions at a glance, and he shouted angrily, and his long sword slashed horizontally, cutting a huge hole in the drunken Taoist's wine gourd. If you want to go over to the rescue, who expects the speed of the wine pot to not slow, and vows to burn the jade.

"Okay, you're a drunken Taoist, you don't want your own magic weapon!" Ji Wanli's teeth itched, and the long sword in his hand slashed out ninety-nine swords in an instant, all of which slashed towards the gourd.

The loud sound of the gourd "bumping and ......" exploded and shattered.

The drunken Taoist was dripping blood in his heart: "My gourd, follow me for so many years, you can't fill wine for me in the future." He turned his grief and anger into strength, his speed increased greatly, he rushed ahead of Liu Hao, came behind Ji Wuchao, and slashed down angrily with one palm.

Ji Wuchao and Zhang Haotian were fighting fiercely, and they were about to seize the advantage, but they didn't expect the wind to come from their backs, as if a mountain was about to be pressed down. Although he couldn't see the face of the drunken Taoist clearly, he was sure that the strength of the person who came was not weaker than him.

There was Zhang Hate in the front, and he was drunk in the back, and at the moment of crisis, Ji Wuchao chose to hide to the left. But I had this intention, who would have expected that a woman in white rushed on the left, and it was actually Leng Wushuang of Bishui Palace. Seeing this, his face turned pale with fright, his heart beat faster, and he subconsciously fled to the right.

Who would have thought, Liu Hao stopped him again.

Ji Wuchao was desperate, he finally tried the consequences of being surrounded by the four masters.

The breath of death came, and Ji Wuchao was ruthless in his heart: "Lao Tzu wants to burn jade with you!" He used the spiritual power of his whole body, rushed to Liu Hao in an instant, and slashed with a sword!

A heaven-level master is dying and fighting back, it is very terrifying!

But the combination of Liu Hao, Zhang Hattian, Drunken Daoren, and Leng Wushuang's four peerless masters is even more terrifying, and it is completely possible to kill Ji Wuchao.

Liu Hao was not stupid enough to fight with him, as soon as his thoughts moved, he commanded the Tianxing Sword to fly over, and at the same time, his body shook and left the place to avoid a head-on conflict with him.

Ji Wuchao slashed the Tianxing Sword with a sword, and was about to kill Liu Hao, but unexpectedly, a huge force came from behind, as if he was pressed down by Wuzhi Mountain, and he spat out blood with a "poof", couldn't support it, and fell down from mid-air.

But he was determined, he pressed the tip of his tongue hard, forcibly lifted his spirit, and with a big spin in mid-air, he saw the drunken Taoist beating him, he shouted angrily, and raised his long sword, ready to cut down.

Leng Wushuang came quietly, like a snowflake, silently, the long sword stabbed out, right in Ji Wuchao's chest!

"Ahh Ji Wuchao was seriously injured and had no strength to fight anymore, but he was extremely unwilling in his heart. Angry howls, powerful resentment gushes out, and he roars with red eyes: "I am a heaven-level master, I am unwilling!" I will die with you! ”

"Elder Ji!" While talking, Ji Wanli and Situ Yun arrived and wanted to rescue them.

Liu Hao, Drunken Daoren, and Leng Wushuang stood up and blocked the two of them.

Zhang Hattian held a machete in his hand, walked quickly in front of Ji Wuchao, and slashed it down, "Poof! ". End his life!

"You guys!" Ji Wanli was so angry that he didn't expect Liu Hao to use the strategy of encircling Wei to save Zhao and reverse the situation in an instant.

Zhang Hattian killed Ji Wuchao and joined Liu Hao's camp, four against two!

"This ...... What a situation this is! The audience was dumbfounded. Before I could see what was going on, the balance of the situation was shattered in an instant.

"Ahh Situ Yun saw this kind of Ji Wuchao's body and die. Lying motionless on the ground. Heartache is dripping blood.

An elder of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, Ji Wuchao, a heaven-level mid-level master, was gone.

Situ Yun was angry and regretful, eager to break Liu Hao's body into thousands of pieces, crush bones and scatter ashes, and regretted that he was too light on the enemy, and regretted that he didn't strike first. Destroy Qingxuanmen as soon as possible!

"Kill, kill, kill!" Ji Wanli's nose was crooked, he shouted three times in a row, waved his hand, and flew out of a fairy sword.

Liu Hao strode up to meet him. Now that he is four against two, his confidence has increased greatly, his mind is cheerful, the more he fights in his heart, the more comfortable he becomes, the spiritual power in his body is running faster and faster, and the moves he has learned also appear clearly in his mind.

Sometimes he played the "Star Mark Style", sometimes he played the "Wind and Thunder Style", and sometimes he performed the Four Seasons Sword Technique.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, lingering, fierce, slaughtering, and cold, these four different climates contain four different sword intents. Liu Hao's long sword danced, and it was extremely natural to integrate the four artistic conceptions into one furnace, sending and receiving freely.

Even Zhang Haotian was secretly frightened, but he didn't expect that Liu Hao's Four Seasons Sword Technique sword intent was long and majestic.

He, the master of the Qingxuanmen, who has practiced the "Four Seasons Sword Technique" since he was a child, is actually inferior to Liu Hao.

After a while, Ji Wanli and Situ Yun were steadily suppressed by Liu Hao and the four of them, and they fought back again and again.

"Liu Hao'er, the old man is not finished with you!!" Ji Wanli's angry eyes breathed fire, he was originally a heaven-level high-level, and his realm was the highest here, but he didn't expect to be suppressed by Liu Hao and beaten so embarrassed. As an elder of the Shangqing Sword Sect, how can he have face?

"Ahh Ji Wanli roared, his spiritual power was agitated, and the fairy sword slashed eighteen times in a row, cutting the ground into potholes and ravines.

But Liu Hao still resisted strongly and didn't let him turn over.

Ji Wanli's resentment became bigger and bigger, and he tried to change the situation again, but he still failed.

As the saying goes, "one drum, then decline, three and exhaustion!" After three moves in a row, he couldn't turn the situation around, so he was disheartened and wanted to flee and take revenge later.

As soon as he had this kind of thought, his momentum immediately decayed to the lowest point.

The drunken Daoist was overjoyed, took advantage of the situation to pursue, leaped into the air, swooped down, and the Xuanhei Divine Sword slashed down.

Ji Wanli said "escape" to Situ Yun, then ignored him and left. He was originally strong, but now he is ready to escape, and no one can keep him.

On the other hand, Situ Yun was entangled by Liu Hao, and when he saw that Ji Wanli was gone, he was powerless to fight anymore and wanted to escape. But his quasi-immortal weapon Killing Yuan Spear was entangled by Liu Hao, and it was difficult to escape.

What Liu Hao performed was the "Spring Rain Style" in "Four Seasons Sword Technique", like a spider spinning silk, entangling the opponent, and then slowly, step by step.

Situ Yun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and the spear seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to pull out. He was really lucky and wanted to forcibly pull it out, but Liu Hao's swordsmanship suddenly changed, no longer lingering and feminine, but thunderbolt-like domineering, which shook his tiger mouth to the point of pain, and as soon as his hand was loosened, he was actually removed from the handle of the gun.

He wanted to recapture it, but the drunken Dao man and Leng Wushuang killed him, so he was so frightened that he abandoned his gun and fled, not daring to fight again, otherwise he would even have to put his life here.

As soon as Liu Hao grabbed the killing gun, he shouted: "Okay! "And then into the space.

"Chase! Don't let the tiger go back to the mountain! The drunken Taoist shouted, his face was full of murderous intent at the moment, how could he have the kindness that he usually smiled?

Liu Hao and the four of them quickly chased and killed, and Situ Yun flew out of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and his thoughts moved, urging him to defend the mountain. This set of formations was brilliant, enveloping the entire Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, and an invisible ball of true qi blocked Liu Hao's steps!

"Drink!" The four of them worked together to crack the formation, tear open a hole in the huge light curtain, and drill out together, but as far as the eye could see, how could there be any trace of Situ Yun!

"He escaped!" The drunken Taoist sighed in pity.

Leng Wushuang said coldly: "Don't worry, his son is still there!" (To be continued......)