Chapter 786: Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword
Mengxia wheat autumn, 100 grains ripe. The flying dragon travels in autumn, and the teeth fall and regenerate.
The wild geese flying south is autumn, and the spring blossom is autumn.
And the boundless falling wood Xiao Xiao Xiao is autumn, and Chutian is also autumn.
Wang Hao's heart was shocked.
Green mud small sword pass, red leaves on the bank of the river, grass and clouds.
A knife in autumn can break all treacherous and small, it is not a lie.
When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom!
A knife in autumn, breaking all things, with this knife, as a cupola knife!
Wang Hao shouted, "Autumn knife, broken!"
But when he saw it, the layers of solid yellow sand that originally wrapped Wang Hao revealed a little light from it, and the initial light was no more than the size of a grain of rice, and gradually began to expand into a fire, and then, a sword light that could break the silence of everything in the world rose to the sky.
Ping Linyun Bird Eight Window Autumn, Strong Xichuan Forty States!
The elegance of that knife was regarded as amazing, and the yellow sand that surrounded Wang Hao was split inch by inch, and then there was no movement at all.
And after the yellow sand shattered, the huge power caused by it completely stopped, and threw Wei Chengge out fiercely, even though Wei Chengge blocked it with the Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword, and vaguely seemed to hear a slight breaking sound, but the Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword was not broken in the end of the heavenly rank primary spirit soldier, and he himself was like a meteor, and he was thrown out heavily.
Wei Chengge propped up the long sword, and got up from the ground with some difficulty, his four martial arts were superimposed, and he was very clear about the power, but he spit on himself today, if it weren't for his own monstrous strength, I am afraid that his own cultivation would have been abolished.
"I lost. ”
It is rumored that if anyone in Youyin Yangzhou is the first person to talk about swordsmanship, it must be the first to recommend Wei Chengge, which is known as the head of the Nine Princes.
There is a saying that "I have never seen Wei Chengge in my life, and it is useless to practice swordsmanship", which means that if the swordsman does not learn from Wei Chengge, then no matter how good outsiders praise your swordsmanship, it is just a frog at the bottom of the well, an untrustworthy lie.
Wang Hao looked at the swordsman in front of him, even so, he still had a sword spirit and arrogance, and couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart: If this Wei Chengge hadn't left from that Youyin Yangzhou, maybe today, it would have become an immortal legend and good story in Youyin Yangzhou, but he chose to leave and came to a broader stage, which also shows that his life will not be ordinary in the future.
"Concession. ”
Wang Hao saluted respectfully, even so, he was still full of respect for Wei Chengge, and Wei Chengge sighed lightly: Sure enough, it is the person who came out of that place, and only he can bear the hope of this world.
"Wang Hao, win!"
After Wang Hao defeated Wei Chengge, the first swordsman of Po Suayuan, the scene began to boil.
"If this Wang Hao is really moving to the sea realm, my head will be twisted off and kicked as a ball.
"I still need you to say that this kid must be hiding his cultivation, how can there be a stupid fork that moves the sea realm to defeat Wei Chengge, this Wei Chengge is said to be that the pavilion lord of the Po Sayuan is not an opponent. ”
"In this way, the next one to play, I don't know if it is the god who pulls the bow or Lingjun, these two people have just come all the way to overcome obstacles, no matter what opponent is, they are all killed with one blow, without any mud and water. ”
"I think it's still the Divine Bow, it is said that the cultivation of the Divine Bow is already the peak of the Heaven Piercing Realm, and the strength of the cultivation is there, no matter how powerful this Wang Hao is, how can he fight against the power of the Heaven Piercing Realm?"
......
Wang Hao looked at the last two remaining people, and looked away from Ling Jun, not to count, but the most important account, to be left in the end, and Wang Hao had already learned that this Ling Jun was one of the eight Bodhisattvas of the Great Light Realm, that is, the leader of the first-class killer organization of the hundred Qingzhou Orange Snow Temple.
Wang Hao had also been in contact with Guanli Shanyin before, but the Guanli Shanyin was ashamed of the Mandarin Snow Temple, which was like a child's house.
And Guanli Shanyin is destined to be eliminated by history, and this Shame Mandarin Snow Temple is destined to endure for a long time because of the good shade behind the big tree, Wang Hao knows in his heart, when he is still weak, the siege of wave after wave of killers is no one else, it is the hand of the people of the Shame Mandarin Snow Temple outside the mountains and rivers, that is, the so-called Lingjun Bodhisattva of Pudu sentient beings personally ordered.
Wang Hao also knows that this Shame Mandarin Snow Temple will do whatever it takes to achieve its goal, and it is an extremely ruthless and vicious existence, and it is really sad that such an existence can still be associated with the Buddhism of all living beings.
Bodhi in troubled times did not come out, and Lao Jun carried a sword to save the people.
All the past, it's not that it's over, but that you wait for me!
Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor.
Lingjun felt Wang Hao's hateful gaze, and nodded at Wang Hao with a smile, as if it was not strange at all, Wang Hao indifferently shifted his gaze and landed on the body of the god holding the bow.
"Give it to me, get out!"
The god holding the bow is the son of the autumn ruin cave of the heavens, all the people he has met in this life are respectful to himself, but he has been repeatedly deflated in the hands of a nobody, and now he is still speaking disrespectfully to himself in public, and the anger and killing intent in his heart have long been on the verge of a peak.
"You have to pay for what you have done. God pulled his bow and smiled bloodthirsty.
Wang Hao said, "This sentence, it should be me to say to you, God draws the bow, today is your death, and your death will be even more cruel than that of Tuoba Xi." ”
The god pulled the bow and laughed, "Cruel? Do you think that after you soaked the glass in the fire and gave it to the gold ingot, you don't have the divine fire, will I still be afraid of you?"
Wang Hao sighed leisurely: Those who don't know are fearless, and they are too lazy to see this toad.
"You can do it. ”
God pulled the bow and looked at Wang Hao, with hatred in his eyes: If you don't kill today
This fang, it is inevitable that even if he becomes the first place in the Kyushu competition, he will be laughed at.
"Boy, today is your death!"
"Do you just howl?"
Shen Lianggong's face was hideous, and as soon as Wang Hao's words fell, a long knife appeared in his palm.
"The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife, a heaven-level intermediate spirit soldier, is made of the backbone of the Shenwu Dragon Sparrow, and the whole knife weighs 27,800 catties, Wang Hao, today I let you die under my Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife, you can laugh at Jiuquan!"
Wang Hao's heart shook slightly, this Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife was too domineering, but any swordsman who made the knife could not easily ignore it, and at this moment, the god pulled the bow and said ""Rainbow Divine Copy"!"
Wang Hao's expression was grim: This martial art is definitely not a ground-level martial art, this is a heaven-level primary martial art!
With the advent of "Rainbow Divine Copy", Wang Hao only had the Guixi sword in his hand, and he was weak.
And when the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife and the "Rainbow Divine Copy" were combined in pairs, complementing each other, Wang Hao resisted with a knife, but only heard a loud noise, a "click" and then, Wang Hao's Guixi relied on the wind knife to break in response to the sound, and it was split into two halves.
How can it be?
Wang Hao didn't believe it, but at this time, the god pulled the bow to see that the situation was favorable, and he had to move in an inch, and swept towards Wang Hao, Wang Hao was immersed in the huge surprise of Fang Cai and did not come to his senses, so he slapped the bow for the god and flew away, fell into the edge, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
"What a bullshit genius, but it's just a defeated soldier under this son. ”
God pulled the bow and laughed, greeting everyone's cheers, but saw Wang Hao on the side standing up with difficulty, sucking the broken knife in the palm of his hand, and putting it away.
When this is over, I will send you again and return to the furnace to rebuild.
That palm was extremely domineering, Wang Hao only felt as if there was a huge oppressive force in his heart, and the operation of his spiritual power was also greatly limited, which was very uncomfortable.
"Actually stood up?" A hint of killing intent flashed on the face of the god bow, how powerful was that blow, he was full of half of his strength, and this kid really stood up.
This kid is a bit of an evil man.
Thinking like this, Wang Hao sorted out his mood this time, and suddenly began to operate the Heart Sutra.
Wang Hao's current mastery of the exercises, there is only one kind of "Haoran Zhengqi Sutra", he is not as good as the children of the family, he has a large number of exercises and heart sutras to choose from, but all the things must be the best things within the scope of his ability.
"Haoran Zhengqi Sutra!"
"Hehe, carving insect skills!"
"Brahma Sage True Demon Skill!"
But when he saw that God Holding the Bow and seeing Wang Hao running the Heart Sutra, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and as soon as the "Brahma Sage True Demon Skill" came out, Wang Hao's righteous qi that Wang Hao had just exerted was stagnant, and the cultivation of the Divine Bow was vividly revealed, and Wang Hao was forced into a corner at once, making Wang Hao unable to perform.