"In the final battle of the trial, Ye Hao, Hua Qian, and the winner were promoted to core disciples. Grand Elder Ouyang looked at Ye Hao, with encouragement in his eyes, and slowly spoke.

The moment his figure appeared, all the eyes around him instantly focused on Ye Hao, as his body jumped up and stepped into the high platform, as Hua Qian opened his eyes and stepped into the high platform with an indifferent expression, all the disciples in the entire square broke out in an instant.

"He really dares to come to power, even if this Ye Hao has this good spiritual weapon and kills the Heavenly Monarch, but if he wants to challenge Senior Brother Hua, this is simply beyond his strength. ”

"On the road of the strong, there will always be one stepping stone after another, and he is just a stone destined to be stepped on in the rise of Senior Brother Hua. ”

It's not that these people have a deep hatred for Ye Hao, but that Senior Brother Hua is an existence that cannot be provoked in everyone's minds.

"If he dies at the hands of Hua Qian, I will have one less enemy, and I must not let him grow up. The second elder frowned and looked at Ye Hao.

Just here, almost all of the people ridiculed, pushing Ye Hao to be on the opposite side of the world again, suddenly, a not loud but sharp voice suddenly came out.

"Senior Brother Ye will win, Senior Brother Ye will win. Pei Suhang pulled his throat in the square, and shouted loudly in a sharp voice in the voice change period.

All the chaotic sounds of the outside world, from the moment Ye Hao stepped into the high platform, has become extremely distant, he stood calmly on the high platform, looking coldly at Hua Qian in front of him, Ye Hao understood that this will be the most powerful opponent he has encountered since he stepped into the cultivation in this life, and it will also be the most difficult battle.

But Ye Hao will not back down, he wants to fight, he wants to shoot, the man is alive, there are some things that must be done, just to survive the world in one breath.

The scenes of the past came to mind, making Ye Hao gently touch the storage ring.

Hua Qian glanced at Ye Hao lightly, and stood there calmly, his gaze was gentle, which contained calm condescension and disregard for ants, just like back then.

With a wave of his right hand, as if driving away flies and mosquitoes, in an instant, in front of Hua Qian, a whirlwind more than one person high swirled, rolled around, and went straight to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao's eyes flashed, and between him and Hua Qian, he didn't have any words to say, all the words were on the sword, all in the silver needle, and they were all in this strongest battle for him since his rebirth.

Ye Hao's body took a step forward, and the broken sword on his right hand appeared in an instant, colliding violently with the whirlwind in front of him, setting off a thumping roar, and even more residual wind spread.

War!

"This is the power of the wind of Senior Brother Hua. ”

"That's right, the power of perception, who made Senior Brother Hua the only one in the inner gate who is strong in the foundation realm. ”

Everyone in the audience talked about it.

Ye Hao patted the storage ring, more than a dozen silver needles came out in unison, the silver light was dazzling, magnificent, as his right hand raised and pointed forward, immediately these dozen flying needles turned into a long rainbow, gave up the agility, and rushed straight towards Hua Qian.

War!

The needle light is like rain, setting off a dazzling light, condensing the power of more than a dozen flying needles, at this moment straight to Hua Qian, in the blink of an eye, it collided with the whirlwind, and suddenly the roaring sound echoed, and the whirlwind was directly torn apart, but those flying needles were also turned by the whirlwind and lost their direction, rolled up with the wind, and looked at it from a distance, as if it had turned into a whirlpool of flying needles, but the wind was getting weaker and weaker, and it was about to disperse.

Hua Qian's expression still did not change in the slightest, with indifferent pride, he took a step forward, this step fell, and his cultivation on the first layer of the foundation realm exploded instantly, turning into a spiritual pressure that was not weak in this realm, and when it suddenly fell, between the fingers of his right hand, a breeze came out evenly like a silk thread, and went straight to Ye Hao in an instant.

Ye Hao's eyes froze, and his left hand pointed at the silver needles that were swept by the wind, while those silver needles flew back crookedly and quickly, Ye Hao rushed towards the breeze, this breeze seemed harmless, but it was a murderous connotation, the swords and the wind collided, and immediately the roar swirled again, as if it turned into a storm.

"Wind, chop. Hua Qian said lightly, there was no contempt in his eyes, but that calm gaze was confident with disregard.

Almost at the moment when his words came out, the harmless breeze immediately connected with the whirlwind in the sky, turned into a giant axe that traveled on the wind, and went straight to Ye Hao and fell in an instant.

More than a dozen flying needles rolled upside down, blocking under the giant axe, and with a roar, these silver needles were out of control, scattered together, and many of them directly collapsed and shattered in the crookedness, Ye Hao ran without a trace, and in the blink of an eye, he had retreated to the edge of the high platform, and in front of him, there was a huge crack on the high platform with the thickness of a palm, and there were three zhang fields, and this trace was imprinted in the high platform floor tiles, which was shocking.

A blood mark appeared in the center of Ye Hao's eyebrows, and the blood dripped down the tip of Ye Hao's nose and fell to the ground, making Ye Hao look hideous at this moment.

More than a dozen flying needles can shake the Heavenly Monarch, but in the face of Hua Qian, he can't even let this person cast a spiritual weapon, just a martial art that Ye Hao has never seen before, it almost made him be beheaded on the spot, if Ye Hao's cultivation is so the fifth layer of Qi training, he will definitely not be able to avoid this slash.

"Hua Qian's talent is extremely strong, and he has also sensed the power of the wind, even if it is an ordinary foundation building realm powerhouse, he will have a headache, and Ye Hao will die in this battle. The second elder's brows furrowed even tighter, and he looked at Ye Hao, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Seeing that Ye Hao avoided this slash, Hua Qian still looked calm, as if the previous blow was very casual to him, like an elephant trampling an ant, even if it was dodged by the other party in the first time, but in the second blow, it was still trampled. His handsome face smiled faintly, his body took a step forward, and his right hand raised and pointed at Ye Hao at random.

The moment this finger appeared, Ye Hao couldn't hear the buzzing around him.

Ye Hao's eyes showed a strong battle intent.

Almost at the moment when Hua Qian's fingertips fell, Ye Hao patted the storage ring, holding the broken sword, the sound of the sword roared earth-shattering at this moment, it was the roar of the sword qi, it was the madness of the broken sword, at this moment, Ye Hao's spiritual weapon increased dramatically.

The spirit weapon was surrounded in an instant, and the moment Ye Hao's hands fell, heading towards Hua Qian's fingers, the broken sword went straight to Hua Qian with an amazing momentum.

Rumble!

The loud noise shook the entire earth peak, Ye Hao held the broken sword, and Hua Qian's right index finger invisibly touched together at a distance of half a zhang, in this roar, but it blocked Hua Qian's first finger.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Ye Hao's mouth, his eyes were already filled with bloodshots, and the murderous intent was extremely strong, but he never said a word, his character is like this, the more he wants to kill, the more angry he is, the more silent he is.

Hua Qian's expression was still calm, as if he still didn't care about Ye Hao here, this kind of ignorance, this kind of pride, just because he was Hua Qian!

The existence of the first inner door.

Lifting his footsteps, he pointed out his second finger.

The right hand was raised and slapped the storage ring suddenly, and suddenly the silver light disappeared in an instant, and more than 20 silver needles appeared, becoming the second wave, whistling away, before and after the needle rain, nearly forty flying needles!

Ye Hao knew that his tactics were flawed, because as soon as the flying needle came out, there was no agility, only speed and sharpness, so if the other party wanted to avoid it, it was embarrassing but not difficult, but Ye Hao took the pride of the other party and would never avoid it.

And even if it is to avoid it, since Ye Hao thought of this, he naturally has a way to block it.

Such a scene, such a pinnacle battle, is extremely rare.

Ye Hao can control many flying needles, like mortals throwing them continuously, but he doesn't use his hands, but uses his spiritual power to keep the flying needles going straight, as long as the flying needles are enough, as long as his spiritual power is not dry, he can shake the same level!

Hua Qian, he doesn't use spiritual weapons at all, he looks down on Ye Hao, and naturally he won't use spiritual weapons, what he casts is all the power of perception, but the perception of the wind, the strength of the power can shake the same level!

Ye Hao's flying needles and Hua Qian's spells had already made the hearts of the disciples around them roar, even if they looked down on Ye Hao again, but at this moment, they were all shocked by Ye Hao's seemingly innumerable silver needles.

Not only them, but also the Second Elder, Grand Elder Ouyang, and even the head of the observation competition at Huayang Peak at this time, Cheng Nong, were all frozen at this moment.

Hua Qian's strength can shake the terror of cultivation at the same level, this is something that everyone knows, but Ye Hao is so strong here, he can shoot continuously with Hua Fei without defeat, this scene is enough to make the people around him inhale, because Ye Hao is an existence of the fifth layer of qi cultivation in the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, forty flying needles covered the surroundings and turned into a storm of needle clouds, at this moment, the aura of the eight directions was rolled, and in front of Ye Hao, it was like tearing apart all the creatures that stood in front of him, and went straight to Hua Qian, just this blow was enough to make it difficult for most of the disciples of Huayang Sect to resist.

Even Ye Hao was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, barely supporting.

The roar swirled violently, and Ye Hao's forty flying needles roared in front of Hua Qian, but Hua Qian's second finger couldn't shake Ye Hao in the slightest, just let Ye Hao spurt out a mouthful of blood again.

Anyone else, at this moment, you have to be cautious about Ye Hao's opponent, but Hua Qian still looked like he was ignoring, took the third step, and pointed out the third finger.

The aura in Ye Hao's body was almost exhausted, and he had to break a mark, and under the continuous replenishment, the spiritual power could always be maintained to a certain extent, and at this moment, he saw Hua Qian point out the third finger, Ye Hao's eyes were more intense, his body did not retreat, and he also took a step forward, and the spiritual weapon increased sharply, and rushed out of his body in an instant.

Ye Hao held the broken sword in his hand, and the sword was shocking, rushing towards Hua Qian.

The corners of Ye Hao's mouth continued to overflow with blood, his eyes were already red, and the killing intent was extremely strong, even if the spiritual power that was just abundant was about to be exhausted, he would do whatever it takes!

Hua Qian snorted coldly, the people around him were witnessing this battle, he didn't want to avoid it embarrassed and lost face, and this broken sword seemed to be the same as just now, but it was faintly different, as if there was a sign that he was hiding everywhere.

Hua Qian's eyes showed a ray of essence for the first time, and the third finger that fell was actually raised at this moment, and the fourth finger fell one after another, and immediately a layer of ripples rose in front of him, and when this ripple spread, Ye Hao pinched his hands and stretched forward after closing them.

"Xuanyuan Sword Technique!" As Meng Hao's words came out, the sword qi that had dissolved and scattered was instantly condensed together at this moment, and from a distance, it seemed to have turned into a huge flying sword.