Ying Hao got out of this small tribe and rushed straight in the direction of Black Rock Valley, fortunately, this place is not far from Black Rock Valley, and he can get there in about a few minutes.

Looking at the gate behind him and no one chased out, Ying Hao breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the black goat's people have not yet chased here, and the pace under his feet continues to maintain a very fast speed.

Two minutes later, the pitch-black mountains finally appeared in Ying Hao's sight, and there was a black shadow waiting in the valley, Ying Hao knew that it must be Ye Yu, and he also showed a smile.

Just when Ying Hao was about to arrive at the Black Rock Valley, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air from behind him, and Ying Hao subconsciously turned his head to look, but found that a silver-white light was shooting rapidly towards him.

Ying Hao's face suddenly became solemn, and the silver-white light was menacing, wanting to take his life directly, so he also burst out and ran forward at a faster speed.

But the silvery-white light seemed to lock on Ying Hao, and it was still chasing Ying Hao, and its speed was not comparable to Ying Hao at all.

Feeling that the light was already very close to him, and with his own speed, he would definitely be caught up by it if he continued like this, there was really no way, Ying Hao had to turn around and meet the light.

With a flick of his wrist, the Dragon Yin Sword flashed with a cold light, and suddenly appeared in Ying Hao's hand, and then he burst out with the strength of his whole body, wielding the Dragon Yin Sword and stabbing towards the silver-white cold light.

Clang...

The silver-white light instantly stabbed together with Ying Hao's long sword, and suddenly made a piercing friction sound, and Ying Hao realized that this light turned out to be a silver-white spear.

The eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the strength in his hand increased a lot, and the silver-white spear was pushed out backwards by Ying Hao.

But before the spear landed, an agile figure rose into the air, grabbed the spear in mid-air, and saw his figure stagnate slightly in the air, and then the spear pointed directly at Ying Hao, and the whole person fell towards Ying Hao.

The speed of that figure was so fast that Ying Hao couldn't see his movements clearly, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and just when the spear in the man's hand was about to stab himself, Ying Hao's figure suddenly retreated.

Rumble...

In the next second, that person slammed into the position where Ying Hao had just been with great might, and the energy generated by the impact also made his position sink down a lot.

Before the stirred up dust had cleared, a man's voice came from within it, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"Hehe, I really have some ability, no wonder the eighth and ninth died under your hands. ”

Looking back at the Black Rock Valley not far away with a somewhat unpleasant face, Ying Hao shook his head with a wry smile, and shook his hand at Ye Yu, who was about to come over, he didn't expect that the black goat's person would come so quickly, and the aura emanating from the other party's body made him feel threatened.

"Boy, the person who killed my black goat, just want to leave like this!"

The man in the dust took a step forward, and a man in a black power suit looked at Ying Hao with a cruel smile.

"In this Black Rock City, the dead don't seem to be a big deal, if you want to blame them, they are too weak. ”

Ying Hao's gaze wandered over the man's body, and the condensation between his eyebrows couldn't help but increase a little.

Staring at Ying Hao with a cold look, the man suddenly raised his head and laughed, with a bit of banter in his tone.

"Haha, I like this, in this Black Rock City, it is indeed the weak and the strong, and the strong are respected, but what you met was our black goat, and you had to use your life to compensate for killing people. ”

The man's cold eyes looked at Ying Hao wantonly, and then he clenched the spear in his hand and slowly walked towards Ying Hao.

"Boy, give up resistance obediently, uncle, I can let you die a happy death!"

Looking at the hideous man, Ying Hao shrugged his shoulders slightly, sighed, the dragon sword in his hand flashed a cold light, raised his head slightly, and raised his delicate face with a faint smile.

"If you want my life, then come and get it!"

Looking at the young man who suddenly became calm, the man frowned lightly, looked at Ying Hao with interest, raised the spear in his hand slightly, and sneered.

"Very good, boy, remember the person who killed you today, uncle, I am the demon dragon of the black goat, Zhao Xinyun, a one-star silver monk!"

Taking a big stride, Zhao Xinyun slowly crossed to Ying Hao, and after gradually getting closer, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body shot out wildly, and the spear in his hand slashed angrily at Ying Hao.

Feeling the sharp wind-breaking energy in front of him, Ying Hao's face was solemn, the monks of the two stages of bronze and silver are basically two classes that are difficult to compare, with his current strength, it is easy to say under the silver, but above the silver, it is difficult to fight.

With the help of excellent reflexes, Ying Hao's body was slightly sideways, and his steps retreated sharply, dodging Zhao Xinyun's tentative attack.

The figure flashed, and it appeared strangely on Zhao Xinyun's right side, the spiritual power in his body was surging rapidly, and his right hand brandished the Dragon Yin Sword, slashing at his head.

The strong energy coming from the top of his head did not make Zhao Xinyun panic too much, he picked up the spear in his hand, and then stabbed it towards the head.

Clang!

Swords and spears intersected, sparks splashed everywhere, and the crisp sound of gold and iron slowly resounded in the bleak wilderness.

The first time he fought with the Silver Monk, Ying Hao completely comprehended the strength of the Silver Monk's spiritual power, and the strength coming from the Dragon Yin Sword was enough for him to take dozens of steps back before he completely unloaded it.

Compared with Ying Hao's retreat of dozens of steps, Zhao Xinyun only took half a step back, his figure stabilized, and then looked at Ying Hao with a sneer.

"Hehe, I really have some strength, it seems that the seventh and eighth are not complaining about their deaths. ”

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, Zhao Xinyun stared at Ying Hao tightly, shook his head in amazement, and then sneered.

"However, that's the end of it, you can die at my hands, you are worth it. ”

Shaking off the somewhat sour palm, Ying Hao stared at Zhao Xinyun coldly, the dragon sword in his hand was slowly raised, and he let out a long breath of turbidity, and then closed his eyes in front of the latter.

Looking at Ying Hao, who was a little weird, Zhao Xinyun frowned, a little unsure of what the former wanted to do.

staring gloomily at Ying Hao in his closed eyes, Zhao Xinyun's heart gradually overflowed with surprise, especially when he suddenly noticed that the energy fluctuations around Ying Hao were becoming more and more violent, and his face showed a look of consternation.

Holding the spear in one hand, Zhao Xinyun, who was a little surprised in his heart, no longer cared about the gap in cultivation between the two sides, and took a cautious step towards Ying Hao.

"What tricks do you want to do, let me die!"

Stepping on it again, Zhao Xinyun, who had entered the attack range, had a hideous look on his face, and no longer hesitated, the spear in his hand stabbed at Ying Hao's neck.

"Huh. ”

The closed eyes suddenly opened, Ying Hao spit out two cold words in his mouth, the dragon sword in his hand was suddenly raised, and a golden spiritual power that was richer than ever appeared on the long sword, this was the first time that Ying Hao had mobilized such a strong spiritual power, and at this time he was not afraid of being seen by Zhao Xinyun.

"Qinglian Sword Song!"