"Talisman!"

"Flame!"

"Demon Arrival!"

Zhang Xuan's expression was solemn, his robe was soaked with sweat, and his hands were rapidly changing.

One rune after another condensed, and a demon figure more than three meters tall was conjured, with a hideous face, gray skin, knotted muscles, and an abdomen that seemed to be pregnant with a furnace, boiling and burning, and the whole body was full of violent anger.

"Woohoo!"

The demon stepped on the ground and rushed towards Xia Hao.

But, it's too late!

Xia Hao picked up his arm and threw it violently, throwing the instrument master to the ground. Before the instrumentaturist could get up, he had already landed on his back with a foot.

The iron wings on the back of the instrument master were shattered by Xia Hao's stepping, and the flames were extinguished.

Immediately afterward, the sound of cracking bones sounded.

The spine on the back of the instrumentaturist was also ruthlessly crushed!

"No!" the instrumentalist groaned, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and then, tilting his head, no more movement.

The ground trembled.

The demon man had already rushed in, and in the roar, he clenched his palms into a fist, and his huge fist was like a hammer, and he blasted towards Xia Hao with a punch!

air

Then there was a wave of air.

The Cold Star Sword pointed at the Majin.

Xia Hao stepped out, and the frost fluttered with it.

A sword is like frost, so that the surrounding heaven and earth seem to have become a cold hell.

The fist that the demon threw out, and the entire arm, was detonated by a sword. Immediately, I saw that bursts of frost condensed on the demon's body, and the flames in his abdomen were extinguished, and then cracks appeared, spreading rapidly like spider webs, and in an instant, they were all over his body.

The demon's body exploded with a bang, turning into a cloud of debris.

Wow, wow, bow!

Zhang Xuan's face turned pale, his mouth spat blood, and he was so shocked that he retreated four or five steps in a row.

Before he could stand firm, the Cold Star Sword was already wrapped in frost.

As the Cold Star Sword pointed out,

When the sword qi struck, ice picks appeared on the ground, condensed in Zhang Xuan's feet, and spread along his legs, chest, abdomen, and even neck.

"No, don't ......"

Zhang Xuan opened his mouth and shouted, but soon, an ice pick covered his tongue and his entire face.

Zhang Xuan's body was stiff, his whole person was covered with ice picks, and his hair, eyes, and mouth were covered with frost and snow. In this way, he was frozen to death in place.

A cold wind blows.

The air is a little cold.

Looking at Zhang Xuan's corpse frozen into an ice sculpture, the crowd around him was silent, as if he could also feel a chill to the bone, penetrating into the depths of his soul and making people tremble.

Xia Hao stood with his sword in his hand, his hair rising in the wind.

The face is getting paler.

Kill four people in succession,

Anyone can see that Xia Hao has also suffered a great price by sacrificing secret techniques and forcibly improving the strength of the realm.

But who dares to look at Xia Hao at this time, in addition to fear, there is a trace of contempt in his eyes?

"Wonderful ......"

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the pride of the sky that once amazed the entire Brilliant Sword Star......

Zhao silkworm slowly stood up.

Reaching out, he picked up the iron umbrella behind him, and with a bang, Zhao Silkworm looked up at Xia Hao, his slightly condensed pupils revealed a bloodthirsty Senmang, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "Then, let me pick up the head around your neck." ”

"Come on!"

The aura on his body exploded, Zhao Silkworm was like a cheetah, bowed and jumped out, the iron umbrella in his hand rang out, and the iron cone at the tip of the umbrella swirled a ring of qi, like an iron spear, stabbing towards Xia Hao.

With Zhao silkworm rushing,

Behind him, bursts of blood exploded, setting off heavy ground, and the sound was terrifying.

Zhao Silkworm's cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Gang Blood Realm!

Looking at the rushing Zhao silkworm, Xia Hao's eyes condensed slightly, the cold star sword rune was stimulated, the wind was wrapped in frost, facing Zhao silkworm, and a sword stabbed out.

The sword qi crushed and slashed the ground all the way.

The firelight flew and splashed, the tip of the needle was against the wheat mang, and the cold star sword and the iron umbrella collided and collided.

Time

It was like a momentary pause.

Immediately, there was a bang.

The rolling air waves, accompanied by bursts of ripples, erupted and spread between the Cold Star Sword and the Iron Umbrella, and the ground was all cracked dozens of meters away.

Xia Hao and Zhao Silkworm's bodies both shook.

Step backwards and separate.

Between the two, there is still a wave of air.

Syllable!

Xia Hao stepped on the ground, his face turned pale again, and a touch of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

After all

How much time is there after being reborn?

Now, Xia Hao's own cultivation has only reached the limit realm.

With the help of secret arts, forcibly improve the two great realms, the longer it takes, the greater the cost.

At this moment, every minute, every second, and again and again, Xia Hao is stimulating and burning the limits of his body.

"Huh. ”

Looking at the blood spilling from the corner of Xia Hao's mouth, Zhao Silkworm sneered on his face, and the palm holding the handle of the umbrella twisted violently, sonorous and sonorous! The umbrella surface opened, turned into a long and narrow flying knife, and flew up.

It turned out that the umbrella surface of this iron umbrella was composed of hundreds of narrow flying knives stacked on top of each other.

The umbrella handle in Zhao Silkworm's hand is shaped like an iron spear, engraved with dense runes. As the runes lit up, the entire handle of the umbrella turned into a blood-red iron spear, as if it was soaked in thick blood.

"Kill!"

In the wild shouting, Zhao Silkworm's whole person was also like crazy, jumping out in steps, with a sonorous sound, and a hundred narrow flying knives swirled out with his body, slashing towards Xia Hao frantically.

There was also a fierce blood line that pierced the void.

The blood-red iron spear in Zhao Silkworm's hand was like a hungry beast, the tip of the spear was sharp and cold, and he wanted to drink Xia Hao's blood.

The blood cloud is filled, depressing and suffocating.

In the face of Zhao Silkworm's fierce attack, Xia Hao's eyes were calm, his fingers stretched out, pressed on his eyebrows, and drew a rune like a fish dragon line.

The runes were condensed from gray and dark yin qi, then turned into blood red, and finally evolved into forest white, like the condensation of cold and hell frost.

Drawing this rune, Xia Hao's face became even paler.

But at the same time,

A powerful and majestic aura also surged up from him, overwhelming and enveloping him in all directions.

Looking forward to it, who else can I be?

Xia Hao greeted Zhao Silkworm.

A sword stabbed out.

Countless winds and frosts whistled and swept out.

Xia Hao and Zhao Silkworm suddenly collided together.

Rumble!

The ground around them trembled, and a large amount of romantic qi swept away, like blood, fire, and smoke, enveloping and covering the figures of the two of them.

All eyes were cast in unison.

Who wins and who loses in this battle?

Click...... As the air waves rolled, the ground around them cracked, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

"Be careful!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted.

Sonorous sonorous!

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air suddenly rose, and a long and narrow flying knife flew out in all directions, startling the crowd to avoid it. In the sound of the sound, I saw the narrow flying knives scattered in all directions, either bursting in the air, or sticking into the ground crookedly, still buzzing and trembling.

Followed by

A blood-red iron spear flipped and flew out, thumping into the ground.

The rolling waves of air slowly dissipated.

Xia Hao stood in stride, the Cold Star Sword was inserted at his side, and his right hand stretched out his arm.

In his hand, he was holding Zhao Silkworm's body.