"Is it early?" Wang Hao was condescending and said with a smile, "Actually, it's not early at all, if I want to defeat you, I can do it at any time." ”

"Hehe, is it interesting for you to say such things now?" The Rakshasa Evil Monarch smiled, with obvious contempt, "You and I both know that everyone is equal in cultivation, and their strength is almost the same, and no one knows who is better or weaker until the last moment." ”

Wang Hao shook his head, "No, no, no...... It will definitely be me who wins. ”

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed, then this seat still says that this seat will win?" The Rakshasa Evil Lord snorted.

"Ha, what you mean is that there is no certainty of victory, and I have the certainty of victory from the beginning, you say, have I already won?" Wang Hao laughed.

"Haha...... It's just a matter of increasing the benefits of the tongue. The Rakshasa Evil Lord laughed and asked, "If you really want to win as you say, you can win at any time, then why do you want to talk nonsense here?" Defeat this seat directly! ”

Wang Hao touched his nose and sneered a little embarrassedly, "Hehe, doesn't this make you brush off your sense of existence." ”

"By the way, I just broke through, and I just need a similar opponent to practice and adapt to the surge in strength."

Hearing this, the Rakshasa Evil Lord's eyes flashed, killing intent suddenly appeared, and he sneered, "Then go ahead!" ”

The reason why he talked nonsense with Wang Hao was that the Rakshasa Evil Lord needed a little time to adjust his qi, and now that he was almost recovered, naturally there was nothing to say.

Boom!

The ground of his feet cracked, and the Rakshasa Evil Monarch's whole body bounced to the ground, and his domineering legs surged out.

Tyrant!

Thousands of troops are shocking the world!

The legs were heavy, like thousands of troops, with a majestic momentum, and swept towards Wang Hao in an instant.

Zheng!

The true martial sword behind Wang Hao made a sound of contention, and Huo Ran came out of its sheath.

Inexplicable sword trick!

Grief is inexplicable!

With the real martial sword in hand, Wang Hao decisively displayed a peerless swordsmanship.

Although there is no grief and inexplicable meaning, under the strong internal force of the Nine Heavens True Scripture Taiji Returning to the Sect realm, the sword momentum alone is not much inferior to the step of the clouds.

The sword net is heavy, like waves intertwined, Wang Hao's sword is not reserved, almost full force, and the surrounding air seems to be blocked.

The Rakshasa Evil Lord's domineering leg should definitely not be underestimated, so even with the help of the True Martial Sword, Wang Hao also went all out.

Sneer......

The Rakshasa Evil King suddenly saw the sword shadow vertically and horizontally, as if the dark clouds covered the sun, and the only thing visible in his sight, except for his own leg shadow, was the vertical and horizontal sword shadow.

"Such a powerful sword move, a sword is stronger than a sword, a sword is more dangerous than a sword, plus the advantage of the divine weapon in his hand, the power is no less than my bully leg!" The Rakshasa Evil Monarch, who rose to the sky with a domineering offensive, was full of shock, and a monstrous wave rose in his heart.

Of course, the Rakshasa Evil Lord also has great confidence in his domineering legs, even against a divine weapon such as the True Martial Sword, the Rakshasa Evil Lord is not afraid at all.

After all, as the young master of the Rakshasa Sect, and with the guidance of the sect leader Rakshasa Evil God, how could he not have one or two divine weapons on his body.

The Rakshasa Evil King's strongest martial arts are on his legs, and his boots are naturally not ordinary shoes, but divine combat boots specially created by the Rakshasa Sect.

Even if the Rakshasa Combat Boots are not as good as the real martial arts, they will not be much worse.

Bang bang bang......

Puff puff......

When the sword moves and legs meet, a deafening loud bang immediately bursts out, earth-shattering.

"It's so strong legs, every leg is shaking my mouth numb, if it weren't for the high grade of the real martial arts sword, if it was replaced by an ordinary divine sword, I'm afraid it would have been broken!"

Every sword qi was shattered by the strength of the legs, and Wang Hao could feel the powerful counter-shock force from the True Martial Sword, which showed the strength of the Rakshasa Evil Monarch's legs.

"Damn, the sword qi is pervasive, and it hurts me!"

The Rakshasa Evil Monarch is also uncomfortable, although there are many leg shadows, but there are no more sword shadows, he can defeat the main sword momentum, but the scattered sword qi still rags on him, leaving sword marks one after another.

If it weren't for the strong enough body protection of the second black level, it would not be as simple as cutting a little skin, and the Rakshasa Evil Lord would probably have been strangled to a blur of flesh and blood, and he could not die anymore.

Even so, at this moment, the appearance of the Rakshasa Evil Lord was quite miserable, his robe was ragged by the sword qi, and the sword wounds on his body were bloody, staining his robe red.

"Hey, don't thank me yet, this is the second time I've helped you save face!" Wang Hao chuckled.

Roar!

The Rakshasa Evil Lord did not reply, and directly vented his anger with actions.

In the roar, the figure of the Rakshasa Evil Monarch rushed towards Wang Hao again, and the Dharma God Palm turned into a debut Dao palm shadow, and slapped towards Wang Hao overwhelmingly.

"Hey, this bit of strength, do you think your skills are too high? Is it deliberately wasteful? Wang Hao sneered, although there are many palm shadows of the Rakshasa Evil Monarch, the power is obviously slightly weaker, and it is only at the level of the Four Heavens.

I saw Wang Hao's left hand turn into a palm and open it suddenly.

It is the mastery of the Iron Hand.

Murderous fist with bare hands!

Chibi copper wall!

Of course, under the urging of Wang Hao's Jiuxiao internal energy, it is more like a blue water curtain.

Bang bang bang......

All the palm strength was blocked by the qi wall, and Wang Hao kept it tight.

In fact, with the power of the Rakshasa Evil King's attack, Wang Hao only needs to open the field to resist, and the reason why he used the long-lost bare-handed murderous fist is just to leave a little more strength in case the Rakshasa Evil King's backmove.

Sure enough!

The Rakshasa Evil Monarch is now learning and selling, and directly applies Wang Hao's previous strategy, the Dharma Divine Palm is just a disguise, and the real killing move is still the tyranny.

When Wang Hao resisted the heavy palm shadows, the Rakshasa Evil Monarch had already circled over Wang Hao, and the bully leg killing move smashed down!

WhewW......

Tyrant!

The stone is shocking!

This extremely energy-consuming move, the legs are like ten thousand arrows at once, and they converge to kill the enemy in one blow, coupled with the skill of Yi Jin through the two black-level floating slaughters, it will make the wind and clouds change color on the spot, and the heavens and the earth will shake.

It's really groundbreaking!

Wang Hao raised his head and looked at this world-beating leg move, and couldn't help but be moved in his heart, "If it is a frontal block, in a hurry, even if I cultivate further, I am afraid that I will not be able to resist it!" ”

In the pupils, the shadow of the legs continued to expand, and the breathtaking momentum was forced down, as strong as Wang Hao, and he felt a faint sense of suffocation.

Wang Hao no longer hesitated, and raised the true martial sword in his right hand to meet it with a sword.

It turned out to be an ordinary-looking sword, but it seemed to burst out with countless sword qi, sweeping away the shrouded leg momentum, and accurately and skillfully hitting the right leg of the Rakshasa Evil Lord.

The leg momentum suddenly stagnated, and the earth-shattering momentum of the world was also clamped, as if the flag had died down.

"Ahh There was an unfathomable force holding my right leg down? The Rakshasa Evil Monarch was shocked, no matter how he shook his legs, it was always difficult to get out, and under the drive of Wang Hao's sword momentum, his body suddenly lost his shape.

Tai Chi swordsmanship!

Wind swept lotus leaves!

Wang Hao turned around and threw the Rakshasa Evil Monarch out fiercely, and at the same time, the sword fingers of his left hand danced, shooting out slender blue sword qi, like a spiritual snake, sweeping towards the Rakshasa Evil Monarch.

Jujuji!

Ten fronts!

(End of chapter)