Sheng Gujiao shouted, and a palm struck out, and the terrifying cultivation burst out in an instant, and the palm power turned into a person-high palm print in front of Ling Hao, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and roaring.

Ling Hao's face was also quite solemn when he saw this blow, but he was experienced in fighting and would not be frightened by his opponent's momentum.

"The current sword intent is limited, and this blow can't be hard-connected!"

The moment Ling Hao struck the giant palm, he moved his sword intent to the soles of his feet, and with the help of the speed blessing of the wind sword intent, he exerted a ghost-like speed, and instantly escaped from under the palm print.

"Boom!"

The giant palm hit the stone wall behind Ling Hao, and the stone wall exploded in an instant as if it had been bombarded by a missile, and the rubble flew sideways.

"Hmph, you can hide a little sinner, I'll see how you dodge next." Seeing that the blow missed, the holy aunt gradually became irritable in her heart.

Mengzhi Dengshen Ceremony is about to begin, if it drags on here for a long time, I'm afraid there will be something wrong.

"It has to be done quickly!" The Holy Aunt made up her mind.

"Secret Technique: Thousand Hands Break the Demon Seal!" The holy aunt snorted violently.

I saw that she quickly urged her whole body to cultivate, and her hands waved quickly, and she actually brought countless afterimages around her, and in an instant, everyone only felt that they saw ten arms growing on the Holy Aunt.

Then these ten arms waved together, and countless palm prints appeared, and in an instant, the sky was full of palm prints, and each palm had the huge power of opening mountains and gravel, and it was impermeable towards Ling Hao.

Putting it in the past, Ling Hao saw this move, and directly blasted it over with a thousand hands, and it was the turn of the Holy Aunt to show off her martial arts here.

Compare speed with me, isn't this looking for death?

But not now, now he can only rely on a few sword intent to fight with the Holy Aunt, and every trace of strength must be used on the blade.

Alas, it's another day when daily nostalgia for cultivation is still there!

Although he was deserted in his heart, Ling Hao's movements were not slow at all, and although the palm prints in front of him were dense, it didn't mean that he couldn't break through.

"There is no trick in the world that cannot be broken, only ......"

Ling Hao didn't finish the second half of this sentence, he began to hold his breath and concentrate, and as soon as the wind sword intent in his right hand was urged, a grass sword fell into his hand. Then he stood quietly with his sword in his hand, looking at the dense palm prints with a calm and calm face.

In the eyes of the female soldiers, instead of thinking that he was heroic, he was very stupid.

"This person is stupid, he doesn't run in the face of such a dense attack, and he still wants to attack, it's really funny." A female soldier said.

"What to run, where he is running, such a dense palm print. There's no dead end at all, it's better to fight to the death.

Although the final result was also bombed into a pool of meat mud. A female soldier teased.

"Hehe, you're right, let's see the scene of people being blasted into pulp." The hundreds of soldiers who were defeated by Ling Hao laughed, looking forward to watching the moment when Ling Hao was smashed into flesh by the power of the Holy Aunt's palm.

However, the next moment, they found that they were wrong, very wrong, as if they had been defeated by Ling Hao's move.

At the moment when the Holy Aunt's palm power was about to hit Ling Hao, Ling Hao's eyes instantly burst into a strong light, dazzling like a sword.

In the next moment, he swung his sword in his right hand and stabbed forward, only to see that on the grass sword, a small white sword intent appeared, wrapping the sword body, and the originally fragile grass sword instantly became indestructible.

The long sword poked out like a dragon and collided with the first palm print in front of Ling Hao.

With a bang, the palm print of the Holy Aunt was pierced by Ling Hao's sword, and it exploded in an instant, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, turning into dust and dissipating.

"The grass sword can actually break the palm print, this is impossible? It was the palm print issued by the Holy Aunt, and each palm had the power to shatter the boulder. A female soldier exclaimed.

Is it really the grass sword that Ling Hao is holding in his hand that usually can't even be broken by stones? Are they mistaken?

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and they were about to stuff a duck egg.

However, Ling Hao's surprise to them was far more than that, his next move almost made their jaws drop.

I saw that after Ling Hao pierced a palm print with a sword, he instantly returned his sword, and his body moved extremely at this moment, rushing forward, like a charging warrior.

The sword poked out like a viper's fangs again, shattering one of the palm prints that was about to hit him.

Then his figure was like a ghost, standing in the impenetrable wave of palm prints,

The grass sword in his hand shattered the palm print at the moment when it was about to hit him, and then he dodged or broke it, like a carp swimming freely in the water, easily avoiding one deadly attack after another.

At this time, Ling Hao is like a butterfly dancing in the breeze, and I will not move even if the wind is chaotic. is like a swordsman practicing swords under the autumn tree, and the autumn leaves are all over the sky, and his long sword is never touched.

Stunning and peerless, this is the intuitive feeling of all female soldiers to Ling Hao's random swing of a set of swordsmanship.

"It's too strong, it's too beautiful, is this really the level that swordsmanship can reach? Compared with his swordsmanship, the swordsmanship we practiced was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard. A female soldier exclaimed.

"A mortal without cultivation can actually do this, you must know that his opponent is the Holy Aunt, if each of us can be so strong, maybe we don't need a star god, we can also protect the Holy Maiden City!" Some female soldiers said that their eyes flashed with stars.

"Nymphomaniac!" The companions next to her were unanimously disdainful. But they also agreed with her statement in their hearts, if everyone was as strong as Ling Hao, they could really use their own strength to protect the Holy Maiden City.

At this time, Ling Hao took out his sword for the last time, only to see that the white wind sword intent on the grass sword was like light, shocking, and shattering the last palm print that the Holy Gu struck out.

At this point, Ling Hao easily broke the attack that everyone didn't think he could break at all.

"There is no one in the world who can't break a move, only a mediocre person who can't break a move!" Ling Hao said lightly what he had just said.

"Wow! So handsome, I want to defeat him as a teacher! Some female soldiers even defected and leaned towards Ling Hao's side.

"How can you do this, he is an enemy of the Holy Maiden City!" The female soldier next to her questioned.

"He's an enemy, but did he do something bad?" The female soldier asked rhetorically.

Uh~ It seems that there really isn't, Ling Hao was put on death row when he arrived in the Holy Maiden City, and after being released, he even challenged the Holy Aunt for the safety of the Holy Maiden.

This is simply an infatuation, if Ling Hao is not so old, maybe half of the female soldiers in the Holy Maiden City will want his position to intercede for him.

In response to the old saying, as long as the villain looks good, Sanguan runs with his facial features.

Women are just so brainless sometimes!

When the holy aunt saw this scene in front of her, her lungs were about to explode, and she scolded angrily: "Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects, and you dare to show ugliness here!" ”

"Normally, it's okay to have at least two tricks with you." Ling Hao replied coldly.

"Hairy boy, you dare to speak wildly, you have the ability to take my palm." The holy aunt said angrily,

"I don't, I have the ability for you to beat me, and besides, who do you call a hairy boy, I'm older than you!"

Ling Hao's words were true, he looked like an old man now, but the appearance of the Holy Aunt was that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Her name is Ling Hao's hairy boy, and the scene is indeed extremely weird.

"Hmph, sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed, but you can drag it out, Mengzhi can't drag it out, you and I fight like this again, how long do you think Mengzhi can drag it out?" The Holy Aunt's sudden words pinched Ling Hao's death hole.