Sixth-level martial artist realm.

Long Hao was not afraid of any eighth-level martial artist realm at all.

Cao Bu and others chose to compromise, so Long Hao did not choose to give up.

followed Cao Bu and the five people quickly.

He also wanted to see what Cao Bu and the others were going to do.

Barren mountains and mountains.

Cao Bu and the others arrived in time and looked at the spiritual spring in front of them in surprise one by one.

For martial artists, Lingquan is definitely an opportunity that can be met but not sought.

"Cao Zhu, what's the situation?"

Cao Zhu is also an eighth-level martial artist realm, but his status with Cao Bu is not the same level.

Respectfully saluting, Cao Jian said, "Young Master, I didn't inform Cao Mang about Lingquan. ”

I nodded with satisfaction.

Cao Bu said with a smile: "It's a good job, if this matter is known by my eldest brother, the spiritual spring will definitely be forcibly taken away." ”

The family competition is very fierce, and it is normal for brothers to kill each other.

Whereas.

Cao Bu is very jealous of one person, this person is his eldest brother, Cao Mang, a ninth-level martial artist, who is also the first day of the family.

"You guys are guarding here, and when I break through to the ninth-level peak martial artist with the help of the spiritual spring, you can enter the spiritual spring to cultivate. ”

"Thank you, young master, for making it complete. ”

Cao Zhi and the others immediately saluted in surprise, they were more able to enter the spiritual spring to cultivate, and it would be very useful for their realm improvement.

Cao Zhu's eyes were a little indifferent, more helpless, although he was also a direct member of the family, but his mother was born too humble, so that he could only condescend to Cao Bu and Cao Mang and others.

What if you are unwilling?

Obviously, he can monopolize the spiritual spring, but in order to save his life, he can only choose to hand it over.

The spiritual spring is not too big, and it can only accommodate two people to cultivate.

Entering the spiritual spring, Cao Bu sat cross-legged and began to devour the spiritual power in the spiritual spring, preparing to impact the ninth-level martial artist realm.

Distance.

Long Hao, who followed all the way, watched Cao Bu enter the Lingquan, and he was also surprised in his heart, and he would not feel the slightest strangeness to the Lingquan.

The reason why his cultivation was able to rise three ranks in a row and break through from the third-level martial artist realm to the sixth-level martial artist realm was because of the spiritual spring.

There are still more than 100 drops of spiritual source condensed by the spiritual spring in his hand, and if he can get this spiritual spring, he can have forty or fifty more drops of spiritual source in his hand.

Two eighth-level martial artists, with one enemy and two enemies, what are the chances of winning?

If you were someone else, you would definitely choose to give up if you met two eighth-level martial artists.

Lingquan is tempting ~ confusing, but life and death are more important.

Fight it!

Without further hesitation, Long Hao walked slowly towards the spiritual spring.

"Stop, dare to take another step forward, there is no forgiveness!"

Cao Jian and the others roared angrily, and the people around them immediately muttered, very surprised, and said indifferently: "You dare to kill my Cao family martial artist, you will definitely regret coming here today." ”

"Cao Bu, get out of the spiritual spring!"

With a long roar, Long Hao's speed suddenly accelerated, and the whole person was like lightning, rushing directly towards the spiritual spring.

"Stop him!"

"Presumptuous!"

The angry voices sounded one after another, and no one expected that the other party would really dare to make a move, it was completely Chi Guoguo's provocation, and he didn't take them in his eyes at all.

Cao Zhu crossed the front of the Lingquan, his palms condensed, and he displayed the Cao family's palm print martial arts, and the violent palm prints bombarded out.

Rumble~!

The two supreme forces collided violently, and the space around them seemed to tremble, and the sandstorm swept all around.

In the face of the eighth-level martial artist, Long Hao did not have the slightest fear, if he could kill the eighth-level martial artist of the Ding family, he would be able to kill the eighth-level martial artist of the Cao family in front of him.

The result?

Feeling the rolling power of the other party's domineering palm prints, if Long Hao hadn't reacted in time, he might have been hit hard.

"Rank 9 Martial Master Realm!"

The other party actually hid his strength, Long Hao was very surprised, but he still didn't choose to give up, opened the heavens and created the palm, and the first palm swept out.

Cao Jian was very angry, no one in the entire Cao family knew about his hidden strength, but now he was broken by the other party, which had a great impact on him.

The battle was quickly resolved, and Cao Zhi's offensive became more and more fierce, and the wind swept away the leaves.

The dust was flying, the killing intent roared, the domineering collision shook the void, the rivers rushed, and the roar resounded throughout the entire Nine Heavens Firmament.

The battle between the two continued to escalate, and Long Hao faced Cao Zhi, who was hiding his strength, and it was difficult to achieve absolute suppression for a while.

The two of them fought in the dark, the ground shattered, and cracks spread in all directions.

The angry Cao Zhu was shocked, and he was full of confidence in his own strength, not to mention fighting against a sixth-level martial artist, even if he faced a ninth-level martial artist of the same level, he could still suppress it.

Manic, Cao Zhi was more or less jealous in his heart, the more this is the case, the more he has to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and he must not let the other party leave alive.

The other party can resist himself with the sixth-level martial artist realm, it is hard to believe that when the other party's cultivation is successful, he will be promoted to the high-level martial artist realm, and in the martial artist realm, who else can suppress the other party.

Cao Bu, who was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual spring, was devouring spiritual power with all his strength to impact the ninth-level martial artist, and he had already opened his eyes and looked at the battle in front of him, his eyes were extremely cold.

First of all, he didn't expect that the Ning family martial artist would follow him here, and the hidden aura of the other party was really powerful, and he didn't even notice it.

Secondly, Cao Zhi hid his strength, but he didn't know that under normal circumstances, Cao Zhu shouldn't hide the realm, why did he do this?

No matter how angry he was in his heart, he and Cao Jian were both from the Cao family, and the current situation could only be the same.

He didn't continue to stay in the spiritual spring to cultivate, and left, like an eagle with wings outstretched.

The two eighth-level martial artists joined forces, and the power they displayed filled the void and pressed down fiercely.

The strong wind was blowing fiercely, and the figures of the three people kept shuttling back and forth, and from time to time there were bursts of riot sounds.

"Boy, blood debts and blood will be repaid a hundred times today. ”

The two of them suppressed Long Hao to the death, and continued to attack, without the slightest mercy from his subordinates, accompanied by an angry roar, Cao Bu went towards Long Hao's fierce killing.

Rumble~!

Long Hao did not dodge, and resisted Cao Bu's domineering blow.

"Young Master, hide!"

Cao Jian roared eagerly, and at the same time attacked frantically, roaring angrily: "If you dare to kill my young master, I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Grass, just him, and you want to hurt me?"

With a contemptuous sneer, Cao Bu didn't pay attention to Long Hao's attack at all, and he was full of confidence in his own blow.

If this is the case, if the other party is not dead, he might as well kill himself.

In Sen Leng's eyes, there was only killing and indifference, relying on hard resistance to the opponent's blow, in order to find an opportunity and hit with one blow.

Compare.

With one enemy and two enemies, fighting against two eighth-level martial artists at the same time, it is really difficult to achieve a quick victory.