Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the two elders, he didn't expect that they were both in the early stage of the Lingtai.

However, their mana was still mixed and impure, and their breath was much weaker than that of the early Lingtai monks. However, this did not prevent them from becoming Lingtai monks, who were much stronger than ordinary monks in Taochong.

"Kid, they're all good instruments......" the melancholy man opened his mouth, then laughed again.

"I don't know what you have to do with the convention, but if we want to kill you, the church won't blame us......" The man on the side opened his mouth.

"Then, everything you have is ours ......" The man with a gloomy face looked at Yang Hao's blood refining sword and the nine snatching swords around him, his eyes showing greed.

"Yes......" Yang Hao also smiled. He just wanted to see if he could fight Lingtai. The two men in front of him were sharpeners.

He has the Xuantian Shield and the Earth Sea Lingjia. There is absolutely no problem in protecting his life. Moreover, the cultivation of these two people is not their own hard work. The cultivation of the ethereal terraces, the most able to exert its power, is not more than some great monks who have achieved fame.

"Hey...... hey," the grimacing man laughed, and a burst of blood-burning work welled up in his heart. It was the wave of Jiuxiao's blood-burning.

"Kid, this seat will make you understand the gap between Tao Chong and Ling Tai!" Then, he took out a long silver knife and rushed to Yang Hao, wanting to cut Yang Hao's waist.

With a "ding" sound, the long knife was blocked by Yang Hao's bloody sword, and the nine blades around Yang Hao also moved quickly, directly knocking out all its vital points.

Just as he was about to fight, a layer of blood mist suddenly emerged from the gloomy man's body, turning into a curtain of blood and enveloping it.

Nine small blades were bounced open, and then surrounded by Yang Hao.

"It seems that you should be a big family of believers. No wonder you're so confident......" A gloomy man's voice came from the light curtain formed by the blood mist.

"Brother-in-law, why don't we hold hands at night and not dream too much?" After killing this man, I will divide his property equally. What do you think?" The melancholy man consulted this person surnamed Yue, and this person surnamed Yue seemed to have eaten Yang Hao to death.

The man, surnamed Yue, did not speak, but he took out a large axe and waved his right hand at the same time. Several magic tricks attacked Yang Hao.

Yang Hao quickly dodged away, but at this moment, the gloomy man rushed up quickly, flashed the long knife with blood, and slashed towards Yang Hao.

Yang Hao did not panic, but raised his blood and soul sword, slashed it out with his sword, hit the gloomy man hard, and then impulsively retreated.

"Want to run, it's too late!" The man's voice came from several white eyelashes. At the same time, the man, surnamed Yue, jumped up, pale blood flashing above the blade of the axe in his hand.

Yang Hao snorted coldly, do you want to run? He can't run. Not only did he not run, but he killed them!

"Xuan Tiandun!" Yang Hao opened his mouth, and Xuan Tiandun appeared beside Yang Hao. The small shield held in one hand quickly grew in size and became half a man tall.

With a "bell", the axe of the man surnamed Yue smashed on the Xuantian Shield, and the Xuantian Shield was not injured at all, but the high-quality art tool axe in his hand had a small crack.

"This ...... How is this possible? The man surnamed Yue was furious.

"Brother-in-law is not in a hurry, this person has not been repaired yet. The better his treasure, the more benefits we get......" The way of the gloomy man, also the movement of his body, attacked Yang Hao.

"Taste the art of incendiary bombs......" Yang Hao knew the secret, and several incendiary bombs flew out and smashed on the bloody screen.

With Yang Hao's current revisions and his pure magical powers, power.

Yang Hao drove the nine-pointed knife and was entangled with the melancholy man. Then, he turned his gaze to the man surnamed Yue, who was able to dodge the sword.

The man's physical strength was significantly weaker. He wanted to kill the person surnamed Yue first!

Yang Hao swung his sword again and slashed it down with the sword essence. The man, surnamed Yue, had to place his axe in front of him to stop the sword spirit.

The axe in Yue's hand shattered, and he was smashed several feet away.

Yang Hao's mouth was distorted, and he performed a sacred act. He soon found the man named Nayo, who had to cut off his sword.

The man, surnamed Yue, was so frightened that he threw out a few magic tricks, turned around and ran. Yang Hao was very cold-blooded, and he didn't avoid those magic tricks at all, but let them hit his body.

Yang Hao's black clothes were torn, revealing Di Hai Lingjia in his heart. The Earth Sea Spirit Armor is a valuable inferior spiritual weapon. It completely blocked several major spells and didn't hurt Yang Hao at all.

"Kid, you're dead!" The man surnamed Yue was stared at by Yang Hao. He gasped for breath and finally burst out.

He took out a few small flags and planted them around them, and the flags immediately formed a formation.

"Oops... Flags?" Yang Hao said nonchalantly that he was trapped on the battlefield.

"Broken!" Yang Hao used a sword to split the French front in two.

The arrangement of the lowest flag can only be seen. For Yang Hao, this simply doesn't work.

The man, surnamed Yue, was shocked. He thought that the flag could make Yang Hao stop for a while, but Yang Hao was too strong to stop at all.

"Brother Liu, help me hold him!" This kid is very strange! The man surnamed Yue closed his eyes and shouted.

Yang Hao snorted coldly and stepped forward, but was suddenly forced back by the sword light.

"Kid, good talent, good magic tricks, but you could fall here today. "I don't know when the man surnamed Liu, who got rid of nine robberies, appeared in front of Yang Hao.

"Hmph... Take your two miscellaneous spiritual platforms ......" Yang Hao said sarcastically, and opened a few big shots to the man surnamed Yue.

He understood their intentions. Looking at this scene, Liu was holding Yang Hao, while Yue was going to sacrifice some kind of big killer.

But the man surnamed Liu quickly stood in front of the man surnamed Yue, blocking all of Yang Hao's ice big.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up. This kid is weird. I couldn't hold out for long. The surname Liu said, looking at Yang Hao with solemn eyes.

"Bloodseeker!" The man, surnamed Yue, drank loudly and his voice trembled, and he seemed to be enduring something extremely painful.

Yang Hao didn't delay any longer, and used all his strength to attack the person surnamed Liu. He wanted to overtake him and stop the person surnamed Yue. He had a very bad feeling that once this person surnamed Yue completed the "Blood Demon Transformation", he would fall into a crisis.

"Molotov cocktails!"

"Ice Strike!"

Yang Haolian decided to go directly to the person surnamed Yue with dozens of magicians. This person surnamed Liu stood in front of this person surnamed Yue, blocking all the magic.

"Cut!" Yang Hao cut down a sword spirit, and the lines of the man surnamed Liu did not move at all, but Yang Hao rushed forward.

He wants to change his wounds!

The sharp sword directly cut off his left arm, and the blood flowed profusely, but he seemed to have lost consciousness and still rushed towards Yang Hao.

Yang Hao's face was cold, and he was about to cut his sword again, but the man surnamed Liu put down his long knife, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Yang Hao's secret path was not good, so he had to quickly get up and retreat. But this time, the man surnamed Liu was faster than him. A chain like a long snake bound Yang Hao.