Chapter Twenty-Three: Roll Out of Ben Hou (Adding to the Silent Night)

Bang bang bang!

Just as Cheng Hao was standing on the seashore planning his future cultivation path, suddenly, there was a violent fighting sound on the coastline in the distance.

With Cheng Hao's realm of martial saint and half-step ghost immortal at this time, as long as he listens carefully, even the movement from ten miles away can reach his ears.

"Dare to fight in the coastal defense where the Jing Navy is stationed, it is estimated that he is a master, go over and take a look!"

Now that his strength has skyrocketed, Cheng Hao, who has the strength to compete with ordinary immortals, is a little uncomfortable with the throbbing heart in his body at the moment, and in the spirit of watching the excitement, the whole person is like a cheetah running at high speed, jumping dozens of meters in one step, and rushing towards the direction of the fight.

In just twenty breaths, Cheng Hao ran a distance of six or seven miles, landed on a huge rock, gathered his breath, and looked at the battle on the coast below with a leisurely expression.

At this look, Cheng Hao's expression suddenly became serious, and in the battlefield below, Hong Yizheng commanded twenty or thirty guards around him, besieging an old man in black with a somewhat rickety figure.

This old man seems to be aging, but in Cheng Hao's induction, the power of qi and blood is extremely surging, and it is not far behind the Yuan Concubine and Bai Ziyue and others he met at the beginning.

I saw that the clothes on the old man's body bulged violently, as if he was full of gas, and he raised his hand and pushed it out with a palm, and the air flow around his body seemed to have a gust of wind, violently detonating, bringing up the yellow sand under his feet, forming a sand wall, and the grains of sand were like hidden weapons, and they broke through the air!

Puff puff!

The sound of heart-rending bones shattering sounded, and the first few guards didn't even let out a scream, and their souls flew away, flying sideways like broken sacks, and fell heavily to the ground.

This is not over, the black-clothed old man who killed three guards with one palm, the whole person was like a cannonball out of the boring, and he rushed forward in an instant, one rushed, and knocked the four or five guards in front of him into the air again.

Whoosh!

After the old man killed seven or eight high-ranking guards in a row, the other dozen or so guards wearing blood-colored armor had already reacted, and the strength of the divine arm crossbow that could shoot through three or four thick ancient trees in a row was pouring towards the old man's body like locusts.

Snort!

A violent friction sound sounded, and the old man's body moved sideways, dodging the area with the most bows and crossbows, grabbing it casually, holding the two divine arm crossbows that shot at his head in his hands, and then with a wave of his hand, it instantly penetrated the throats of the two guards.

Call!

Seeing that the guards in the distance began to shoot arrows again, the old man in black was like a raccoon, and in an instant, he retracted into the pile of corpses, and lifted and threw the corpses on the ground one after another, so that all the crossbows that attacked in the air were blocked.

Bang!

At the moment when the dead body flew into the air, the figure of the old man in black also followed, rushing into the middle of the guards, and then rubbing his palms, his body turned violently, and the air flow around him exploded, making a violent noise, and everyone felt a fiery breath hit their faces.

This is the power of the Martial Saint's qi and blood, and the terrifying blood qi is like the scorching waves of the Great Sun, even if the innate martial artist meets it head-on, it will be roasted into a dry corpse.

The terrifying speed, strength, and explosive power between the muscles and bones, coupled with the terrifying qi and blood that the old man can only possess as a martial saint, just a few breaths of effort, made most of the elite guards sent by the great commander under Hong Yi die, and even the leader of the guards with the cultivation of an innate martial artist was also blasted into a dry corpse under the punch of the old man carrying a terrifying heat wave!

This is a martial saint who integrates spirit and flesh, and does not cultivate the Immortal Dao, but it is precisely so, the terrifying power of qi and blood allows him to be fearless of the immortal Dao spells of most ghosts and immortals, even if Hong Yi's divine soul is integrated into the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword, it is difficult to cause any harm to this old man, such a terrifying martial arts powerhouse, at close range, is simply the nemesis of the immortal Dao monks under the thunder robbery ghost immortal.

Shout!

The sound of the arrow breaking through the air sounded, and Hong Yi took advantage of the desperate resistance of the guards, and finally opened the distance between him and the old man, and sent out an arrow to summon the army.

But as soon as the sound came out, it was dumbfounded, and a stone burst out of the old man's hand, directly shattering the sound of the arrow, making Hong Yi's desire to make people completely cut off.

Seeing this, Hong Yi frantically retreated, his martial arts cultivation had just reached the realm of an innate martial artist, and he couldn't compete with this old man at all. If you want to fight to the death, you can only keep a distance, and the soul is integrated into the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword, giving full play to the strength of the ghost immortal, and maybe there is still a chance to survive.

Bang bang bang!

When Hong Yi pulled away and was about to cast the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword, the old man in black threw out several punches, blasting away all the remaining guards, so far, in front of him and Hong Yi, no one could stop him.

"I want you dead!"

At the moment of life and death, Hong Yi finally urged the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword, which was smeared with a layer of silver steel powder, and the silver light faded during the high-speed flight, revealing the original appearance of turquoise.

"Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword...... This treasure is actually in your hands, Young Master Yi, you really surprised the old slave!"

In the face of the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword that stabbed rapidly, the black-clothed old man was no longer as relaxed as before, and his whole person became serious, and his originally somewhat rickety body bent a little again, as if he was accumulating strength.

"The wheel of life, the wheel of death... Great and small heavens!"

The old man's hands were bent, his arms were turned outward, like ***, and the arcs were torn out under his feet.

Between the movement of the body and the shaking of the arms, the whole audience was full of hand shadows. But there was no wind, and it was a solemn silence.

Snort!

The hand shadow that swirled in the sky, like a mysterious wheel spinning at high speed, exuded a terrifying repulsive force at the moment when the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword attacked, causing the speed of the Emerald Green Divine Sword to suddenly more than double.

At the same time, the hand shadows that rotated at high speed like wheels suddenly disappeared without a trace, and were replaced by the vitality of spring returning to the earth. A warm aura dispersed, and the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword, which was originally murderous, quieted down under this breath, and was caught in the left hand by the old man, no matter how Hong Yi drove it, there was no reaction.

"The Wheel of Life and Death in the Heavens?!"

Seeing this, Cheng Hao couldn't sit still anymore, the guards before he didn't know and weren't his people, he could watch the play like a bystander, but now after this old man performed the legendary Hong Xuanji's trick Heavenly Life and Death Wheel, he couldn't help it anymore.

If it is delayed any longer, Hong Yi will die, and he will die very miserably! The most important thing is that the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword will also be lost because of this, which Cheng Hao cannot tolerate!

"Young Master Yi, it's time to end, go back with the old slave!"

The old man sighed, and after controlling the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword, his body moved again, and the black figure came in an instant, grabbing Hong Yi's body directly on the beach.

"Give Benhou, get out!"

At this moment, Cheng Hao's roar came, and with it, there was a terrifying blood-colored fist shadow, in which a terrifying dragon elephant faintly came, like a mountain peak, and instantly bombarded the body of the old man in black.