The thirteen dark guards are menacing, and the golden screaming beasts are extremely brave, this is the benefit of "Golden Might", which can turn the absorbed beasts into the spirit of the fierce beasts under their control, and use them for their own use, which is extremely powerful.

But in an instant, the golden light and the white light needle-tip wheat mang, on the verge of triggering, the two collided, making a huge sound in the air, and a strong and dazzling scorching sun slowly exploded, only to see the thirteen dark guards fall to the ground one after another, and the roaring beast roared, and dissipated steadily in the air.

Seeing the scattered secret guards, the guests were surprised, "How is it possible, this kid has no cultivation fluctuations in his body, how can it be?"

"He's a body refining martial artist. ”

"Huh?"

Everyone took a closer look and found that Wang Hao's strength was leaking, and a sense of extremely strong weight erupted all over his body, which was the truest expression of a body refining martial artist.

"Sure enough, it's a body refining martial artist. ”

Rong Yimu was surprised when he saw that the thirteen secret guards were scattered with one blow to Wang Hao: no wonder Rong Shishi and Yu Mian did not take Wang Hao, according to this situation, ordinary people may not be able to defeat the power of his punch.

The biggest advantage of a physical martial artist is that he has a grasp of strength, which is far beyond ordinary people, and he is very good at winning with strength, although the use of weapons is not as powerful as that of a martial artist, but it cannot be underestimated.

"You thirteen secret guards can't help but fight like turnips and cabbages, what other tricks do you have?"

Wang Hao looked at him angrily, staring at Rong Yimu coldly, Rong Yimu was angry, and the guards around him surrounded him one after another, although he was frightened, he resolutely asked for his life, "Young master, he is willing to fight." ”

Rong Yimu waved his hand: Although the power in the family is unlimited, this Wang Hao is still a mortal who has not cultivated, if he limits his power to this person, won't he let others see the joke?

"Since you don't know whether you live or die, then I will personally treat you, Wang Hao, since you have the courage to come to the door today, if you disappoint me, it is also yours!"

As soon as the words fell, Rong Yiqi floated and stood opposite Wang Hao.

At this moment, Wang Hao stepped on the green-eared bull dragon jiao, holding the Guixi wind knife in his hand, and Rong Yi was alone, as if he didn't put Wang Hao in his eyes at all, but just raised his eyelids lightly, as if he was just talking.

"I watched you for a long time, all you use is ** power, and the level of this exercise must not be low, otherwise how can there be a place to turn in front of the strong people of the Moon Realm?

Zu Yuzhen looked at Wang Hao anxiously, hoping that Wang Hao would never have anything to do, but Rong Yimu personally went into battle, and was shocked: Wang Hao is only sixteen, and Rong Yimu is a thousand years old, in the world of this martial artist, a thousand years is just a flick of a finger, not to mention that the avenue is ruthless, and ordinary people's retreat is also a thousand years, but Wang Hao's combat experience is far less than that of Rong Yimu, how can he win?

"After beating the turtle sun, the master is finally coming out, just right, I can fight with you!"

Wang Hao happily faced the battle, causing everyone to exclaim.

The public remuneration and the banquet scarf were the unexpected situation on the scene, and they had already made some messy plans, and they were even more hesitant at the moment.

"Sleeve up!"

Rong Yimu made a preemptive strike, only to see a huge sleeve slowly falling from above Tianyu, everyone only felt that the speed of this sleeve falling was extremely slow, how could it hurt people? But Wang Hao was in the middle of it, but he knew in his heart that this seemingly extremely slow speed actually contained the will of the realm.

This Rong Yimu is actually a genius who has mastered the will!

If Wang Hao's cultivation is exhausted, his will can also be used properly, but now that he has lost his cultivation, he can't play his martial arts, and he can't even use his will, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, so he naturally knows that once the will comes out, mortals can't resist it at all.

I am trapped in this realm, and even if I have brute strength, I will definitely not be able to resist.

"Brother Rong still has a way. The fair man grinned.

"Brother Rong is just like us, we are all geniuses who have comprehended the will, how can we be the enemy of mediocre people? It seems that our previous heart was in vain. The banquet scarf smiled brightly, obviously extremely satisfied with Rong Yimu's performance.

But seeing that the huge sleeves were like a light kite, slowly from top to bottom, but the goal was obvious, Wang Hao was trapped in the will of the realm, and he couldn't get out of it no matter what.

I saw that the huge sleeves finally covered Wang Hao with porcelain, as if it was as easy as finding a bag to retrieve things, and Rong Yi's face was a little regretful, "Hey-I thought it was some kind of unborn genius who dared to go to the door of my Yuanqiao Jintang to spread wild, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that, and it is vulnerable." ”

"Haha, Brother Rong is promoted, this kid is a mortal, and he can only refine his body after taking shit luck, if he meets someone else, it's okay, if he meets Brother Rong, isn't he the general of the defeated army?"

The banquet scarf also echoed, "Yes, yes, this Wang Hao is a mortal, if he bothers Young Master Rong to go out in person, he will value him in general, but now that it falls into the hands of Young Master Rong, it is just a dead end." ”

"Haha, thanks to the love of the two of you—"

Rong Yimu's eyes coldly glanced at the bound Ancestral Umbrella Zhen: Such a cheap maid, she really disappointed herself today.

"Come on, tie up this cheap maid for me, why do you need to salute again, how can she be worthy of being my wife of Rong Yimu? Pull it down, from today onwards, this ancestral umbrella is really my cheap maid of Rong Yimu!"

The ancestral umbrella is really tied up, although it is miserable, but at this moment, Wang Hao's life and death are uncertain, and he is even more sad.

"Young master, please, please let him go, the umbrella really will no longer have two hearts, just please let him go-"

Rong Yimu watched

begging for his ancestral umbrella to be true, his heart was even more cold, "Don't worry, I will let you watch him die on the day he dies." ”

The Lingling Chicken sat opposite Wang Hao, watching Wang Hao scurry around like a headless fly, and couldn't help but disdainfully, "What are you busy with?"

Wang Hao was anxious, "The umbrella is really still in his hand, I will have to save her." ”

The feeding spirit chicken spat and salivaed, "Woman, woman, as soon as you meet a woman, you are like a headless fly, it is really a useless thing, in vain, Lao Tzu, I usually remind you like this." ”

The spirit chicken pursed his mouth: Thinking that the ancestral umbrella is really of great significance to Wang Hao, after thinking about it, forget it.

"The will of this realm belongs to the will of the superior will, and you are useless in this way. Besides, this "Sleeve Inside" is also a ground-level intermediate martial art, you don't have cultivation now, you can't even have the will, how can you break his martial art?"

When Wang Hao heard this, he sat on the ground very dejectedly, "What should I do with the umbrella?"

"You know women!"

The spirit chicken scolded, hateful, but seeing that Wang Hao's face was really worried, he sighed in his heart, "Forget it-"

Wang Hao was overjoyed: "Do you have a way?"

The spirit chicken rolled his eyes, "I'm just a chicken, what can I do, didn't you see that stupid dragon was also covered?"

Wang Hao saw that Da Bai was making a hole in the corner of this sleeve, and he seemed to have the intention of making a hole to go out, and couldn't help but laugh: Time has passed, but this Da Bai still hasn't forgotten that he is a white-armored earth dragon.

"How's that for good?"

The spirit chicken wailed, "I'm useless, it doesn't mean that you're useless, are you so stupid?

Wang Hao was looking forward to it, "But I don't have a cultivation now, and I can't give full play to my martial arts and will, how can I get out?"

"If you don't cultivate, you can't develop martial arts, but who said that your will will be buried in the belly of the fish with your fellow cultivators?"

Wang Hao was surprised, "Could it be—"

"Wang Hao, think about it, are all the wills you comprehend manifested because of the diligence of cultivation?"

A crystal snowflake fell appropriately in Wang Hao's hand, Wang Hao pinched the snowflake, and thought of the wills he had first comprehended.

Wang Hao's feet and hands mimicked sword qi and began to move slowly.

Autumn water is like a wave, and it is attached to both wrists.

Melt into ice flowers, floating all over your body!

This is the Will of Ice.

Delicate and immovable, dust with the wind.

My sword energy, the dark tide is surging!

This is the Will of the Wind.

And at this moment, Wang Hao's actions trembled violently, and a new momentum quietly flowed out from his body.