"Bang"

An unimaginable explosion sounded, like the end of the world. The waves of fire exploded in all directions with Haotian as the center, covering the sky and the sun. Like a star exploding, reflecting the sky as if it were day, even if it exploded in the air, a radius of hundreds of miles around the stone hall was razed to the ground, which shows its terrifying potential.

The explosion lasted for several minutes, and at the edge of the explosion, a figure shot out of the smoke and dust, only to see the man holding a sword, his clothes in tatters, his face gray, and his hair charred. Stopping his body, this person's chest rose and fell, and there was a blood mark on the corner of his mouth, it was none other than the old man who retreated in time.

"It's really decisive, I didn't expect to choose to blow myself up, and I was almost affected by it, it seems that he has died with Galo. The old man muttered to himself.

At this moment, another figure shot out from the smoke and dust.

"Who?" said the old man vigilantly with his sword in front of him.

"Don't be nervous, it's me. It was Garo's voice that answered.

The old man's eyes narrowed and he looked at Jia Luo and thought: "Such a close self-explosion even I was almost fatal, he turned into a shadow dragon lock and bound Haotian at that time, and he was able to escape, it seems that I underestimated him." When he saw that Jia Luo was unharmed, the old man's eyes were even more condensed.

Jia Luo dusted off the dust on his body with his hands, and said: "I didn't expect my brother to choose to blow himself up, it seems that he is indeed desperate, I have heard that the Sword Saint's sword art is invincible in the world, and today I have seen it, but I don't know what the Sword Saint wants my brother's horns to do?"

The old man put away the long sword, walked to Jia Luo, and said: "Although Haotian beast horns are far inferior to my Tiangong sword in terms of sharpness, but in terms of tenacity and piercing, nothing in the world can be beaten, and it is an excellent material for refining. ”

The corners of Jia Luo's mouth twitched, oh, and he arched his hand and said: "No matter what, thank you Sword Saint for your help this time, I owe Mr. a favor today, and I will definitely repay it in the future, so I will not send it far away."

"You're welcome" The old man replied with a salute, turned around and wanted to run away, when suddenly Jia Luo's figure shot at the old man, and his right hand stretched out a claw to pinch the old man, but there was no scene of flesh and blood splashing, but a remnant was pinched and exploded.

"Sword Qi Remaining?" Jia Luo withdrew his right hand and looked at the figure of the old man who appeared a few feet away, and said with a gloomy face: "So you have been prepared for a long time?"

The old man's eyes were cold, and he said: "You even have to calculate your own brother, let alone me?" I thought that Haotian had died with you, but I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, now that I think that both me and your brother Haotian have greatly underestimated you, right?"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

The place where Garo was standing was blasted open by the sword qi, and the smoke and dust raged. Jia Luo's figure rushed out of the smoke in a flash, frowned slightly, and looked into the distance, only to see that the old man's figure was already hundreds of feet away, and his figure disappeared into the forest sea in a flash. Garo roared angrily into the sky, and the blue veins on his forehead were tyrannical.

At this moment, on the other side of the explosion, a golden light flew out of the smoke and dust, and disappeared at the end of the forest in a flash.