Ye Haotian thought for a while and sneered: "It's good to suppress the cultivation, and if you lose the duel, you will release the realm without believing in your words, and you will still have an angry face." ”

Hera smiled and looked at Ye Haotian with admiration: "I remember that a few days ago, your thunderstorm technique could only seriously injure the demon soldiers of the Second Realm, and I didn't expect that now even the defense of the Silver Wing Emperor Suit can be broken, Ye Haotian, you are really powerful." ”

"Fool, you think it's all the power of thunderstorms?"

"Isn't it?" Hera wondered.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Haotian said slowly: "Although my thunderstorm technique is much stronger than before, it is still a little short to break through the defense of the special silver wing armor on Su Yueyang's body. ”

"But he was obviously blown away by a thunderstorm. ”

"That's because of condensation. Ye Haotian smiled and said proudly: "I threw out five drops of condensation with the fluctuations caused by the thunderstorm, otherwise, it would be so easy to win." ”

"But, I think you're still very good. Hera seemed to want to praise her man, "I can't crack his golden bell swordsmanship, you didn't hurt at all, how did you do it?"

Ye Haotian was silent for a moment, looked at Hera's expectant eyes, and suddenly understood what she meant: "Do you want to learn?"

Hera's eyes lit up and she nodded desperately: "Are you willing to teach me?"

Ye Haotian smiled: "Remember I told you that I have a very powerful master." ”

Hera snorted: "Remember, it's called Zhao Tiangang, right? And your senior sister and elder brother, they are all very powerful, they taught you?"

"There's nothing wrong with saying yes. Ye Haotian's thoughts returned to Seven Star Island, "He is the leader of the Tianji Gate, one of the five great saints in the world, he once asked Senior Brother to degrade the strongest combat skills of the other four saints to me, if it weren't for him, the Golden Bell Seven Swords could only crack three swords at most with my current cultivation." ”

"I see. Hera nodded abruptly, and then there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Xiao Cui walked in with a silver-winged guard wearing silver armor.

"Gongzi Li, you are awake, Sister Hera, he was sent by the king of the county to visit you and Gongzi Li. ”

"Is that you?"

Ye Haotian's face was slightly cold, and the person who came was a goshawk.

The goshawk ignored Ye Haotian and his eyes fell on Hera's body: "Miss Hera, this is a special wound medicine made by our palace, and the county king sent his subordinates to send it over, are you okay with your injuries?"

"Hurt, Hera, are you hurt?"

Ye Haotian jumped off the bed at once, and then he noticed that Hera had a bandage wrapped around her left arm, and her eyebrows instantly stood up.

"It's okay, it's me ......" Hera dodged, Ye Haotian grabbed her arm and gently opened the bandage, revealing a wound more than an inch long and deep to the bone.

The blood on the wound had clotted, but it was blue and purple nearby, and the swollen skin looked almost transparent.

"What's going on!" Ye Haotian's voice froze.

Hera glanced at the goshawk and said hesitantly: "During the day, you won the king of Yejun, he seemed to be very angry, so he stabbed a sword, I didn't block it, so I ......"

Ye Haotian's brain roared, he barely stood up straight, and his voice trembled with anger: "You mean, this is what Su Yueyang did?"

"Yes, it's okay, a little injury......"

"It doesn't matter what you mean!" Ye Haotian suddenly roared: "That's a sword from the peak powerhouse of the Five Realms! If you don't pay attention, your life will be gone!" Turning his head to look at the goshawk, "Get out, go back and tell your county king, this sword, I, Ye Haotian, will definitely return it twice." ”

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......

The goshawk is gone.

Ye Haotian's chest rose and fell violently.

He was angry, really angry.

He didn't expect Su Yueyang to attack after he was unconscious.

Although he didn't know what the scene was at that time, Ye Haotian could guess from the furious sound of him being pressed under him that the sword must be earth-shattering and merciless, otherwise, with Hera's strength, he would never be injured.

But Ye Haotian knew that with his current strength, even if he used the power of the soul of the demon god, he couldn't beat Su Yueyang, and if the Golden Bell Seven Swords were to be activated by the aura of the five realms, the power would skyrocket, and the biggest difference between this top-level combat skill and ordinary martial arts was that the power was related to the amount of aura in the user's body.

The distinction between the strength and weakness of martial arts in the mainland cultivation world is related to the lifeblood of the spiritual qi flowing away when using skills.

Each of these techniques is the crystallization of the wisdom of countless cultivators, and they have formed unique rules after years of tempering. There are special requirements for which meridian the aura flows from, the speed is fast, and the amount is large, and the slightest difference will affect the power of the combat skill.

For example, the lowest-level Tiger Fist can be practiced by a martial artist in one realm and one heaven, and its exercise method is that the aura can only flow in one lifeline, and if the two meridians flow at the same time, it will not be able to exert the power of the Tiger Fist, or rather, it is no longer the Tiger Fist.

The Golden Bell Sword Sutra is different.

It is the unique secret sword of the South China Sea Sword Saint, and it is the top swordsmanship in the mainland. Its power and changes are not limited to sword moves, and the derived sword qi and sword intent are the essence of this set of sword techniques.

Ye Haotian is very aware of his own strength, after the power of the Demon God Statue enters the body, his strength is increasing every day, unlike ordinary human cultivators, his strengthening is not only the spiritual sea and lifeline, but also the physical body and bones, in other words, Ye Haotian's cultivation method at this time is closer to the demon race.

Ye Haotian didn't care which way he practiced it, as long as he could become strong and avenge his master, he would be willing to endure no matter how great the suffering was.

Now, he has to endure.

The wound on Hera's arm shattered the last trace of his affection for Su Yueyang.

"Early tomorrow morning, we'll leave Maple Leaf City. ”

Ye Haotian said while carefully applying the wound medicine to Hera's wound.

"Yes. ”

Hera agreed, without asking the reason, she has always been obedient to Ye Haotian's decision.

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......

It's dawn.

Ye Haotian was packing up.

Hurried footsteps sounded in the courtyard, and Zhou Qi ran in.

After entering the door and seeing Ye Haotian, he knelt on the ground with a thud, and shouted eagerly in an almost choked voice: "Li Gongzi, please, save our city lord." ”

Ye Haotian was taken aback by Zhou Qi's actions, although he hadn't had much contact with outsiders in the past few days, he was still very impressed by this lieutenant.

At the auction, he led people to maintain order in the venue, after entering the city lord's mansion, Wang Qiang invited himself to the banquet on the night, he was also present, and he had been standing behind Wang Qiang at yesterday's banquet, but familiar to familiar, the two did not have much communication, and now seeing him suddenly kneeling in front of him, he was suddenly shocked.

"Vice General Zhou, what's going on? What's wrong with Brother Wang? Hurry up, get up and say. ”