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There are already four of the five guards, which is enough for them to have a good toss, and even be killed by the Phantom Niang.

Zhang Haoran is a cultivator of the eighth level of the Killing Realm, and so are Phantom Niang. Zhang Haoran's strength determines their strength, so he is not worried that the golden sword will not be able to seal them.

"Is the dog jumping over the wall in a hurry?" Seeing Zhang Haoran coming towards him, the senior brother sneered, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at him mercilessly, taking the lead and breaking through the air. The sword light was like a blooming flower, divided into hundreds, aggressive, and went to stay freely to meet Zhang Haoran.

Strange flowers, swirling in the water, rolling up countless small whirlpools, spinning, turning. From a distance, it looks like more than a hundred tornadoes are spinning wildly, with strong forces, dragging people and tearing their clothes.

"Kill!" Zhang Haoran didn't have any fancy moves, just a killing word that made his whole body strength reach the extreme, Jiuqu in his hand was held in his hand, picked it up, and was dazzled for a moment to aim at the flowers and sweep or stab or pick.

"I can't do it. "Seeing that Zhang Haoran put all his strength on his sword qi lotus and ignored his existence. The senior brother sneered, and the person had already rushed towards Zhang Haoran.

That's what he wanted, and when the other party was trying his best to defuse his lotus move, he took the opportunity to kill him. It was he who was caught off guard, and he was powerless to resist when he killed him.

The body was strong and lightning, holding the sword in both hands, and the human sword was combined to drill at Zhang Haoran. The whole person is like a swordfish in the water, riding the wind and waves, and also like a white stripe in the waves, with murderous intent.

"It's you who are waiting!" Zhang Haoran didn't make an illusion? His strength was not so strong that he pressed his finger to death with one finger, and the other party could only rely on strategy and wisdom. Zhang Haoran just pretended to make the other party think that he was stupid, and only remembered to resolve the immediate crisis and forget his existence.

In fact, Zhang Haoran was already ready to make a killing move!

"Heavenly Thunder Brute Force!" The body is strong and tall. The upper body is like a thunder god descending into the world, and the silver armor is also rattling.

"Heavenly Thunder Teleportation!" Zhang Haoran's voice said again, and the person disappeared in front of the senior brother, and when he reappeared, Zhang Haoran had already come behind the first-level disciple, raised Jiuqu with both hands, and smashed it hard at the first-level disciple who was caught off guard.

The strength under brute force is extremely domineering, and it is an all-out attack. This shot slammed into the back of the first-level disciple. When he was beaten, he vomited blood, and the disciple of the first level who was beaten had messy hair like a beggar, and the long sword in his hand fell to the surface without holding it. He was embarrassed when he fell to the bottom of the water, and his body trembled slightly on his knees. When he looked back at Zhang Haoran with blood on the corner of his mouth, he was full of anger, his eyes were about to split, and the three corpses jumped violently.

"I'm going to kill you!" the senior brother roared, and his body went viral. The whole person rushed forward with a hula and killed Zhang Haoran again.

"Why don't I kill you too?" Zhang Haoran sneered, his huge and strong body slammed into killing the senior brother who was speeding towards him.

"Ahh This made him, a disciple of the ninth level of the Killing Realm, have no face?

The ninth level of the Killing Realm, you only need to break through to become an immortal!

Seeing that the distance was getting closer, the senior brother who had lost his mind roared angrily, and he wanted to immediately divide Zhang Haoran into two and split the five horses.

"Golden Sword!" The two were less than twenty meters apart, and the battle was about to break out.

Looking at Zhang Haoran's sudden strengthening, the junior brother from afar was a little incredulous, and his body couldn't help but take a step back. This way of transcending the hierarchy is too outrageous, right?

Even if that shot is on him, it may not be good to be there, and the consequences will be worse!

But everything should end here, after all, there is still a certain difference in strength, so Zhang Haoran will still die, especially Zhang Haoran is directly facing his senior brother, this way of hitting stones with eggs is undoubtedly no different from digging graves.

However, when he saw the golden-colored giant sword in Zhang Haoran's hand, his expression was on the other side, and scattered shadows appeared on the golden sword, two men and one woman, directly entangled the senior brother, and Zhang Haoran also rushed in, and the scene suddenly became four against one, especially one of them was a person wearing red armor, which was almost the same as Zhang Haoran, but the ghost aura exuded from his body was extremely rich, and he was stronger than Zhang Haoran.

"Ahh

Senior brother didn't expect things to be like this, when the long sword in his hand shook and was about to kill Zhang Haoran, three more figures suddenly appeared in front of him, plus Zhang Haoran killed him by surprise, among them, there were ghost generals, who shook him away strongly, and the next moment a woman with a long sword slashed across him, a stroke, blood soared, and the next moment another young man with an iron rod knocked on his shoulder. And the red armored ghost general even stabbed him in the arm.

Three times in a row, he couldn't dodge at all, and the strength of each of these people was not ordinary, seeing that his cultivation was not as good as him, but his moves were sharp, and his momentum was strong and Zhang Haoran was the same.

"Damn!" was continuously injured, and the senior brother was also extremely strong. With a jerk, he retreated and blasted away, ready to escape.

It's just that he still underestimated Zhang Haoran and the others, only to see Su Feisheng appear in front of him, with the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear in his hand until him, and his body approached him.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" The more the junior brother looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he remembered the words of the senior brother before, and he reacted at this moment without saying a word and stepped forward to assist. If this continues, even if the senior brother is a first-level disciple, he will not be able to bear it and die.

"It's late!" Zhang Haoran had long expected such a scene, but when he saw Zhang Haoran waving the golden sword in his right hand at his senior brother, the golden sword was shining with golden light, and it was even brighter and dazzling under the refraction of water waves, thousands of purples and thousands of reds.

The golden light enveloped the senior brother, and he was instantly accepted by the golden sword.

At the same time, Su Feisheng and the others also entered the golden light one after another. And Zhang Haoran turned around and threw the nine songs in his hand at his junior brother. The silver light flashed, and it suddenly turned into a meteor and brushed against the unsuspecting junior disciple's body.

"Not good!" the younger brother was frightened, and his body could not be evaded. But he was still bruised by the silver spear, his body shot out three meters away, his right hand covered the wound, and he looked at this Zhang Haoran who could obviously be pinched to death in horror, but when he fought with Zhang Haoran, he always felt that he and his senior brother were suppressed by the people in front of him.

"This ...... How could it be ......" Not to mention that Zhang Haoran was just a person at the fifth level of the Killing Realm, and he could exert the power of the eighth level of the Killing Realm. It was Zhang Haoran's combat effectiveness and various dazzling moves that shocked him enough. Just the golden sword......

"Damn!" he was still sluggish, but Zhang Haoran had already rushed at him. This time, the other party will definitely be able to kill him.

His body exploded, and he was afraid.

Zhang Haoran's Heavenly Thunder brute force was weakening, so now he wanted to kill the first-level disciple in front of him who was injured by himself in one go!

At this time, Zhang Haoran's body stagnated. Frightened, he looked back into the distance, and finally gritted his teeth and gave up on the person in front of him. He turned back and fled violently into the crowd in the distance.

"What's wrong?" The junior brother was frightened, he originally thought that he was dead, but he never thought that Zhang Haoran would actually leave. And he ran in a panic, as if he saw someone who scared him.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the junior disciple's body stiffened, and then he turned his head to look. His originally stiff and doubtful face was suddenly filled with joy.

It's Rao Yuanchen, Senior Brother Rao!

Rao Yuanchen poured the Hellgun in his right hand and looked at him coldly, he had felt Zhang Haoran's breath before, why did he disappear all of a sudden? The other party must have also discovered his arrival, which made him have to say that Zhang Haoran is much more alert than ordinary people.

This kind of person has a future, because he lives long enough.

"Senior brother, Zhang Haoran's bastard has gone over there!" Senior Brother anxiously pointed in the direction where Zhang Haoran disappeared after seeing Rao Yuanchen.

Rao Yuanchen looked into the distance, trying to find Zhang Haoran's figure from the large crowd in front of him. But that's completely impossible.

There were too many people, and because of the underwater, his eyes didn't have much visibility, so he frowned for a while. I can't wait for Zhang Haoran to fight with him happily instead of dodging.

"Whew!"

Even so, Rao Yuanchen, who had the heart to kill Zhang Haoran, still chased after him quickly, shuttling through the fighting crowd, while looking at the woman who was being bombarded by many monks.

Suddenly!

Rao Yuanchen's advancing body stopped, and the breath on the woman in front of him was ......

Rao Yuanchen looked at Chong Huihui, and then looked at the palace in the distance. He just looked at it like this, his eyes shining with a strange brilliance, and he pondered.

Palace, a palace under a waterfall in the demon world. There are Dragon Guardians......

He didn't seem to have this person in his impression, but what he saw in front of him was indeed the same thing, this ......

If he could, he would rather rush in and see what was going on. However, the woman in front of him is not something he can deal with, this dragon guardian should reach the level of their senior brother, the level of a disciple of the immortal class.

The many monks in front of him can only be sent to death!

"The disciples of the Emperor Sect listened to the order and withdrew. "Seeing that the disciples of the Emperor Sect were also pounced on one by one, the battle was endless, and the disciples died one after another. Rao Yuanchen ordered.

The dragon clan is no better than monks, they may not exude a level of aura, but in order to reach Rao Yuanchen's level, they can perceive many things that ordinary monks can't see.

The guardian of the dragon clan in front of him is him, Rao Yuanchen, I am afraid that he must be very cautious and careful to keep himself safe.

The disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Sect stopped in an instant after hearing Rao Yuanchen's voice, withdrew from the battle circle, and moved closer in the direction of Rao Yuanchen.

Rao Yuanchen is their senior brother, so there's no reason not to listen. Moreover, this battle was simply a battle to the death, they were so overwhelming that so many people didn't even touch those few people, and the number of their deaths was tens of thousands in an instant!

Everyone who didn't even touch each other's hair but paid tens of thousands of monks, and when those three people fought, they all looked extremely relaxed, doing whatever they wanted, and they could ask for the lives of their countless disciples when they raised their hands and feet.

So everyone has long been thinking of retreating, but no one has always wanted to be looked down upon and ridiculed as a coward.

Now with Rao Yuanchen's order, many disciples of the Emperor Sect withdrew simply and quickly. Never!

(Enlightenment Book Network.)