Bang!

Liu Xiahui, who displayed Ling Bo's micro-steps, conjured up a number of afterimages, and quickly swept towards Wang Hao, this speed was not much inferior to Wang Hao.

"Good fellow, no wonder you're so confident!" Seeing Liu Xiahui's figure quickly approaching, Wang Hao inevitably exclaimed in his heart, but immediately after, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth were slightly upturned.

"Is it easier to compare with me? Then I'll play with you! ”

Among the players, except for Lin Feng, no one can take advantage of Wang Hao in light skills.

Bang!

Chasing the wind and catching shadows, Wang Hao's figure retreated sharply, and the distance between the two of them changed from the original rapid closer, to unchanged in an instant, and there was a faint tendency to pull away.

This made Liu Xiahui, who was proud, even widen his eyes and was dumbfounded.

"How is it possible, his speed is actually faster than mine!" Liu Xiahui exclaimed, shocked in his heart.

At the beginning of Yama Wangling, Wang Hao had a situation where he withdrew in an instant, Liu Xiahui didn't know it, but at that time, both of them were first-class beginner skills, how could the speed be compared with this moment, and more importantly, Ling Bo Weibu is a peerless light skill, with a wide reputation, Jianghu martial arts, there are few peerless light skills comparable to Ling Bo Weibu, let alone surpassed.

Liu Xiahui has never encountered Lin Feng yet, except for a few strong people who are much stronger than him, so that he has no power to resist, many of the other top powerhouses have been solved by him with Ling Bo Weibu and Northern Shen Skill, so this is the first time that Ling Bo Weibu has not worked.

How could Liu Xiahui not be shocked.

"If that's where your confidence comes from, that's a disappointment!" Wang Hao's figure flickered, keeping a safe distance from Liu Xiahui, and sneered disdainfully.

"Impossible, I don't believe I can't get close to you!" Liu Xiahui shouted angrily, and Ling Bo continued to exert his skills in small steps, sweeping towards Wang Hao.

However, compared to light skills, whether it is the instantaneous explosive power, or the speed of body shape change, or the height of jumping, Wang Hao, who has a toe to be popular, chasing the wind and catching shadows, and Tiyun Zong, is the current Liu Xiahui.

Maybe after Liu Xiahui's skills are improved, Ling Bo will be able to compete with Wang Hao's chasing wind and shadows after he has become more proficient, but at the moment, he is still slightly inferior.

Therefore, no matter how hard Liu Xiahui tries, the distance between him and Wang Hao has never been able to get closer, and Wang Hao is looking at Liu Xiahui with a cold smile, and his figure is extremely relaxed.

"!" couldn't catch up for a long time, Liu Xiahui also chased out of the fire, scolded a word, and simply stopped chasing.

"Hmph, it's a big deal!" Liu Xiahui snorted coldly.

After learning Ling Bo Weibu, Liu Xiahui is still very confident in dealing with Wang Hao's long-range sword, as for the close-quarters, not to mention whether Wang Hao dares or not, even if he dares, the close-quarters mastery of the Xiaoyao faction is not bad, as long as Wang Hao's skills are reduced to most of them, without the advantage of strength, he is not afraid of fighting with Wang Hao in close combat.

"Draw, you don't think about it!" Seeing this, Wang Hao sneered coldly, and the ring finger of his left hand popped out.

"Look how you hide!"

Flick the sword!

Suddenly, countless spherical sword qi erupted, overwhelmingly enveloping Liu Xiahui.

"What!" Liu Xiahui was also dumbfounded.

The power of each sword qi of the flicking sword is the weakest of the four swords, but it is better than being dense, you can attack in a group, and you can also besiege one person, in the face of the flicking sword, even if it is Lin Feng's light skill, it may not be able to completely avoid it, but Lin Feng's skill is not low, and it is enough to resist.

If the positive sword, the overlord sword, and the soft sword are Liu Xiahui's nemesis before he learned Ling Bo Weibu, then playing the sword is undoubtedly Liu Xiahui's nemesis of insufficient skills.

With Liu Xiahui's current strength, it is undoubtedly impossible to resist this overwhelming spherical sword qi.

In short, unless there is not much difference between Liu Xiahui's skill and Wang Hao's, otherwise, the congenital phaseless sword finger will always be the nemesis of the Northern Shengong, even if the Northern Shenshen skill is practiced to the highest level, and it can absorb the power through the void, but there must be a distance limit, and this distance will definitely not exceed the range of the congenital phaseless sword finger.

Moreover, as the strength of the players increases, there will be more and more martial arts to restrain the Northern Spiritual Skill.

"Damn it!"

Liu Xiahui scolded, Ling Bo flashed under his feet, his hands turned into palms, and the six yang palms of the Tianshan Mountains were unleashed, and the ball-shaped sword qi near his body was scattered one by one.

It's a pity that Liu Xiahui can barely support the first few waves of sword-fringing, but in the back, Liu Xiahui's palm speed and skill obviously can't keep up, and the sword strength of the sword bulleting sword began to explode in Liu Xiahui's palm, followed by the body.

Yes......

Suddenly, the screams were repeated, endless, and Liu Xiahui was shot to death under Wang Hao's repeated sword attacks, just like in reality, he was hit by a shotgun, not to mention that he was unrecognizable, and there was no intact part of his entire body.

Of course, this miserable situation, Wang Hao only expected, because Liu Xiahui had already disappeared under a series of explosions.

When his vision recovered, Wang Hao didn't even see a single hair.

It didn't take long for a new opponent to appear in front of Wang Hao.

It was a black-robed man with a mask on his face.

"Damn, don't you have a face?" Wang Hao couldn't help but shout.

"It's that you're not qualified to see me!"

The tone is cold and gloomy, revealing a domineering momentum that is invincible in the world and self-respecting.

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Are you Jiang Lingfeng, who is the number one on the Dragon List?" ”

When the black-robed masked man appeared in front of him, Wang Hao felt the fluctuation of the other party's skill, and the top middle level was undoubtedly one of the four top middle level powerhouses that Wang Hao had not yet encountered.

As for whether anyone broke through to the top middle level during the god list, Wang Hao didn't think about it, how could the top middle level be so easy to break through, this time Huashan Sword, the skill is comparable to Wang Hao, at most the number of hands, even Yu Fei and Wang Hao have not broken through, and the internal strength level of others is impossible to be higher than the two of them, and it is obviously even more impossible to break through.

And even if there were, so what?

The invincible momentum in the world revealed from his tone was even worse than Ye Chen, and between his voices, the fluctuation of his skill was significantly strengthened, Wang Hao felt that in terms of skill alone, the person in front of him was still above Long Yuxuan, and Long Yuxuan's skill was in the top middle level second stage, and Ye Chen was the top middle level first stage.

It can be seen that this person's skill is at least the top mid-level third stage, or even stronger.

These characteristics, undoubtedly the first person on the dragon list, are the most consistent.

"Whew!"

The black-robed masked man didn't reply again, but slapped Wang Hao directly with his palm.

The palm wind is whistling, the palm is surging, and it is very simple to rely on high skill to directly crush Wang Hao.

"It's too strong to touch!" Wang Hao instantly made a decision in his heart, this person's palm strength is no longer under Long Yuxuan's fist strength, with Wang Hao's current strength, the result of hard fighting, I am afraid that he will be shocked to death if he can't hold a few palms.

Bang!

Chasing the wind and catching the shadows, Wang Hao's figure hurriedly flashed to the side, and while avoiding a palm, the best sword in his hand was swung out without hesitation.

Grief is inexplicable!

At that moment, several sword rays quickly struck the back of the black-robed masked man.

"Huh?" A sound of surprise came from the mask.

Obviously, Wang Hao's light skills were a bit unexpected to him.

Wow!

However, he didn't dodge, but his palm momentum changed suddenly, and he blasted out with one palm, and his powerful palm power shattered Wang Hao's sword rays!

There is still residual energy to attack Wang Hao.

"I'm dizzy, this internal strength is too strong!" Wang Hao's figure retreated sharply.

shouted in his mouth, "It is worthy of being the first person on the Dragon List, this kind of skill is really arrogant, Wang Hao is willing to bow down!" ”

The martial arts characteristics of the six top powerhouses and the other five Wang Hao already knew, only Jiang Lingfeng, who was the first on the dragon list, had never heard of it, and only knew that it was written on the list that what he was cultivating was the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill.

Silkworm Divine Skill, an extremely powerful internal skill, after practice, you can spin silk like a silkworm, no matter how many injuries you suffer, you can be like a silkworm, through the silk to wrap yourself up, and then break the cocoon and be reborn, it is said that every time you are reborn, your skills will go to the next level.

Similar to the Nine Deaths Evil Skill, they are all peerless internal skills that are put to death and then born.

At the moment, the black-robed masked man is not performing a fist technique, nor a sword technique, nor a six-vein divine sword, so needless to say, it must be Jiang Lingfeng, who is the number one on the dragon list.

"Hehe, with your light skills, you are also qualified for who I am, as for whether you can let me take off the mask, it depends on your strength!" Jiang Lingfeng smiled faintly.

Wang Hao's figure pulled away, his fingers moved, and he was using both swords and soft swords.

A sword ray was swift, and a sword ray was flexible, attacking towards Jiang Lingfeng.

"The moves are good, but the strength is too inferior!" Jiang Lingfeng commented lightly, still leaning out with one palm, and suddenly opened.

It turned out to be a few heavenly silks transformed by internal strength, one of which met the soft sword that came over with a volley, and the other few were intertwined and faced with the main sword.

As a result, without thinking twice, under the huge gap in skill, the positive sword and the soft sword were completely defeated.

Woohoo......

Wang Hao didn't give up, and the sword was suddenly out.

The spherical sword aura enveloped the past.

"Perfect for dealing with a bunch of minions!"

Jiang Lingfeng said lightly, his palm strength spit out slightly, and several heavenly silk forces were intertwined into a net in front of him, blocking the attacking spherical sword qi one after another.

Between the gestures, it shows the invincible spirit of the first place on the dragon list.

Shout!

Taking advantage of the outbreak of sword energy, Jiang Lingfeng's vision was blocked, and Wang Haodang put his hands together, and Jiuxiao's internal strength was fully urged.

Sword Strike!

The dark blue sword with the thickness of the arm burst out strongly, and it came in an instant.

"Huh?" Jiang Lingfeng under the mask frowned slightly, and at the moment when Wang Haoba's sword struck together, he felt a trace of danger.

However, it was only a hint, since it was detected in advance, with Jiang Lingfeng's skill, it was enough to resist head-on.

The left hand that has not moved pushes out of the palm, and the silkworm's internal strength is urging, and the palm strength is strong, especially the first palm.

"Oh my God, this skill is already approaching the top high-level!" At the moment when Jiang Lingfeng's internal strength was urging, Wang Hao also felt a sense of oppression, and this feeling was not much different from the pursuit of the four famous catches.

Rumble!

Although the sword combination is powerful, Wang Hao's skills are limited after all, so there is still no suspense.

Wang Hao's strongest trick was blocked, blocked head-on, this is the first time that Wang Hao has been blocked by the player head-on, and Jiang Lingfeng's breath is not a trace of disorder, obviously, he has no pressure to block.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Wang Hao's ears moved slightly, and he noticed a slight sound of breaking wind,

"Not good!" Wang Hao secretly said that it was not good.