"Yan Hao, I'll fight with you!" Xuan Yuantian's face was filled with a hint of anger.

The body, "bang bang" rose out of one hundred and twenty-three gravel stones.

Gravel, like stone skin, floated on Xuan Yuantian's appearance, filling his body.

The stone skin made Xuan Yuantian's whole person tall, like a boulder.

The boulder, two inches in size, "boomed" into Yan Hao.

"Huhu!"

Eight wind-breaking sounds came out harshly.

Xuan Yuantian, the speed is getting faster and faster...

When he was a foot away from Yan Hao, the corners of Yan Hao's mouth cracked with a trace of disdain.

The palm of the hand was raised with a golden light.

The golden light gradually became a round shield and blessed the left hand.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, a round shield, and a row of sparks were sputtered.

Eyes, sweeping over Xuan Yuantian's stopped figure, Yan Hao grinned.

"Xuan Yuantian, Xuan Yuantian, what's wrong with you, this is... Is the head of a clan?" Yan Hao's face grew with disdain.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the third soul skill... The third soul skill, but it's no match for my first soul skill... Sure enough, you're getting old. ”

"I don't think it's necessary, but... Let me show you mine, Second Soul Technique. The corners of Yan Hao's mouth rose, his right hand flashed with a black light, and a three-inch sledgehammer clenched his palm and raised it above his head.

"Boom!"

A dull sound, a sledgehammer, slammed into the top of Yan Hao's head.

"Bang Bang!"

Xuan Yuantian, under the pressure of Yan Hao's power, the stone skin on his head exploded into prismatic energy fragments in the sky and exploded into pieces.

"Uh-huh!"

A mouthful of blood, the moment it spit out in mid-air, Xuan Yuantian and the nine elders beside him were shot out by Yan Hao.

Yan Hao's eyes revealed a hint of inexplicability, and he swept towards the nine elders who fell to the ground, and then, his face was full of mockery.

"Did you get hit by Yu Wei, you guys really... It's so weak beyond my imagination!"

The patriarch was unexpectedly killed...

Behind Xuan Yuantian, the eight hundred people were demoralized and had no fighting spirit.

"Hmph... Hehe... Ahahahaha. Eight hundred desperate faces came into his eyes, Yan Yue stood up, came to Yan Hao's side, and exclaimed: "Lao Tzu, it's Lao Tzu." ”

In the afterglow, Yan Yue reflected his eyes, Yan Hao, his eyes revealed a hint of a smile, and swept towards Xuan Yuantian.

"Yanyue, you show me a good look, this world is so cruel, Lao Tzu, will take the head of Xuan Yuantian. ”

"Do you want to take the head, do you have my permission?" Ye Xingzhu stood up with a sneer.

He saw through the world, it is useless to be reasonable, they only recognize fists.

"You?" Behind Yan Hao, the nine elders tilted their heads and stood up.

"Whichever you want to fight, which trick to use, you are free. "The nine elders, with their bodies, do not move at all.

A junior, or a mortal, what can he afford to hold up?

"Hahahaha, don't laugh at the dead, just a mortal, is it even mixed in?"

"Let's not talk about ordinary people, how can a junior have an elder's cultivation?"

"I look at him, I'm completely tired of being alive, and now, I want to die. ”

Behind Yan Hao, a thousand people laughed, and there was no funnier joke than what a mortal said without his permission.

Yan Hao, his eyes swept over Ye Xingdu, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Originally, taking the hot iron, at that moment, taking off the head of Xuanyuan Heaven was a good time to shock people's hearts...

The plan was ruined by a mortal, but...

It doesn't matter, anyway, he's going to die right away from even the scum, and when the time comes, he may not even realize his stupidity.

"Xingdu, stand back!" Behind him, Xuan Yuantian's roar came out, what is he Ye Xingdu, at this time, if he doesn't find a chance to escape, he still has to go to death without a brain?

"Daddy, I've made up my mind. Ye Xing never looked back, his palms were placed on his waist.

He is no longer the young master who is bullied and timid.

"Ling Tianjian, I believe in you!" Ye Xingju, pulling out his saber with a "bang", the corners of his mouth drank lightly.

"Huh!"

Ling Tianjian, in the stunned gaze of everyone, burst out of a white light, like a light source.

Ling Tian's sword, exuding a majestic divine radiance, gradually became three inches.

The faces of the nine elders changed slightly.

Why is there such a strong aura, is it an illusion?

Eyes, sweeping over the changing Ling Tian Sword, Ye Xing never hesitated anymore, his palm from left to right, splitting through the air.

"No sneer!"

A sword qi seemed to come out of nowhere, surging the nine elders.

The sword qi is eight inches in size, full of power.

"You, what's the matter with you?" The nine elders, their faces changed suddenly, and it was too late to react.

The sword qi, the speed is too fast, all the elders, coming back to their senses, have lost the chance to dodge.

“Bang！”

There was an explosion, and a piercing sound came out.

The sword qi was too strong, breaking through all the moves of the nine elders, devouring everything and blowing everyone away in a row of bursting prismatic energy fragments.

"Puff puff!"

The flickering silver brilliance, like a brilliant firework, disappeared in mid-air.

The nine elders, like falling meteors, smashed the earth with a "boom", kicking up monstrous smoke and dust.

Ye Xingdu, with a sword, flew the nine elders, startling everyone.

Isn't it, mortal?

Behind Yan Hao, there were a thousand people, all of whom opened their mouths wide.

It doesn't matter if the one who flies the nine elders with a sword is a junior, the most important thing is that he is still a mortal?

Mortal?

The nine elders looked at each other, and then, their faces were replaced by a burst of anger, and they asked Ye Xing in a decisive voice, "You, what's the matter with you?"

"Elders of the middle stage of the Spirit King, you are not my opponent yet. Ye Xingju raised his voice in the middle of the term, and he was so arrogant for the first time.

Now, he just wants them to remember that the Xuanyuan clan, with his existence, is not easy to mess with.

"Just a mortal, don't give me a smug getaway!" The moment the nine elders looked up to the sky and roared, their faces were replaced by a calm, as elders, they must maintain a calm image, otherwise the clan will be wiped out, their image will be gone, and the gains will outweigh the losses...

The next moment, the nine elders couldn't calm down, and the man in front of him swung his n sword continuously, and every time he swung his sword, a sword qi as big as a silver plate flew out, was he really a mortal?

All the elders were still invincible despite all their strength, and they were directly blasted out, and smashed to the ground with the blood spit out in mid-air.

The nine elders, seriously wounded, had a hint of incredulity on their faces.

Looking at Ye Xingdu's gaze, it was different.

Yan Hao's face, the green tendons burst out, and he was on fire.

Nine elders, unexpectedly knocked out by a mortal?

Forget it if you shoot it out, and you still vomit blood?

Even if you vomit blood, the opponent is still a mortal?

If this joke gets out, they don't have to mix it up.

"Ye Xingdu!" Suddenly, behind Yan Hao, a figure drew out, ignoring Yan Hao's obstruction, and rushed Ye Xingdu.

As soon as the figure was drawn out, Yan Hao's face changed.

"Yanyue!"

A mortal who can defeat nine elders by himself must be strange, his son Yan Yue is only an eight-star great spirit master now, and he will definitely not be his opponent!

Thinking of this, Yan Hao's soles of his feet "Bang" on the ground, and his body, as fast as a tiger, rowed out a faster speed than Yan Yue, pulling him back.

"Let go, I'm going to... Fight Ye Xing to the end!" Yan Yue's face flashed with a hint of anger, which made Yan Hao frown.

"Ye Xingdu, your name is Ye Xingdu?" Yan Hao chuckled, "Come to our clan, unlike these blind people, I will give you the Yan clan." ”

"I'm sorry, I was born as a member of the Xuanyuan clan, and I died as a ghost of the Xuanyuan clan. Ye Xingdu's reply made Yan Hao sneer, "Are you from the Xuanyuan clan? That's really sorry, I can only make you a ghost." ”