Ye Hao's eyes condensed slightly, the other party was worthy of being a Tianjiao from the six-star force, and his mastery of the vitality of heaven and earth was almost close to that of an innate martial artist, this kind of strength was completely invincible in the acquired realm.

But Murong Old Ancestor was not jealous, after all, he had stepped into the half-step innate level for several years, although there was no hope of congenital, but after several years of hard cultivation, his strength was by no means comparable to that of ordinary half-step innate martial artists.

Several ice blades swept out of his hand one after another, freezing the void in front of him, along with the palm of the Yuan Qi.

After the two exchanged a few moves, Nangong Zhen stared at Murong Old Ancestor with a calm expression and said, "You are qualified to let me show fifty percent of my strength." ”

"What, fifty percent of his strength, didn't he use all his strength before?"

"This is impossible, if he can hide his strength and be on par with the Ancestor, then what kind of cultivation is he, unless he is an Innate Realm martial artist!"

Under the stage, many disciples of Murong Mansion had different expressions, they didn't believe that what Nangong Zhen said was true, if he hadn't even exerted fifty percent of his strength before, then how terrible would the other party's entire strength be.

"Too forgetful!"

Nangong Zhen's body seemed to turn into a whirlpool, absorbing some kind of energy, if someone observed carefully, they would find that with the emergence of the whirlpool around Nangong Zhen's body, many disciples of Murong Mansion seemed to have become a little sluggish all of a sudden.

That's because Nangong Zhen ingested their various emotions, this is Taishang forgetfulness, this move is the secret method of Taishang Sect, only by stepping into the half-step innate level can you be qualified to cultivate this martial art.

After Ye Hao's soul perception improved, he was more sensitive to these subtleties, and immediately knew what Nangong Zhen was doing, he didn't make a sound, but chose to wait and see.

In the end, a brilliant sword blade appeared in Nangong Zhen's hand. This sword bloomed with all kinds of light, in fact, this sword was condensed by the emotions derived from the many martial artists in Murong Mansion.

And this sword is called the Taishang Forgetful Love Sword, a sword out, cut off the love silk, the love silk here includes family affection. Friendship, love, all love.

This is the terrible thing about Taishang Forgetfulness, Nangong Zhen's Taishang Forgetfulness Sword in his hand shook slightly, and slashed towards the void in front of him.

A brilliant sword blade flew out, this sword blade didn't seem to be at the material level, Murong Old Ancestor waved the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand, and the cold ice sword blades condensed, wanting to block the blade of the opponent's Taishang Forgetful Sword.

But the blade cut by the Taishang Forgetful Sword did not belong to the material level after all. Shengsheng passed through the barrier of the cold ice blade and fell into Murong Old Ancestor's body.

Murong Old Ancestor's complexion changed suddenly, he suddenly held his head in both hands, as if he had suffered great pain, in fact, Nangong Zhen's cultivation of the Taishang Forgetful Sword was not profound, and it could not cut off the love thread under one sword, at most it would make people feel confused in a short period of time. Even memory confusion.

Although it is only a short process, the victory or defeat is only a thought. Nangong Zhen came to Murong Old Ancestor's side in a single breath, and his palm lightly pressed on Murong Old Ancestor's chest, knocking it out.

"Ancestor ......"

"How could the Ancestor be defeated......

"It can't be!"

Under the martial arts stage, many warriors of Murong Mansion did not believe their eyes, and the ancestor who had always been invincible in their minds was defeated. How can this be acceptable to them.

"From now on, Murong Mansion will be attached to the Nangong family, if no one has any objections, then this matter will be settled!" Nangong Zhen looked around the audience. Spirited, long hair fluttering.

"Wait!"

Ye Hao's figure swept through the void and came to the Yanwu platform, he stared at Nangong Zhen and said: "If you can take my three moves, from now on, Murong Mansion will be attached to the Nangong family, if you can't ......"

"It's really a big joke, Zhen'er is a true disciple of Taishang Sect, who are you, you are here to make a big statement, not afraid that others will laugh and lose their teeth. ”

The patriarch of the Nangong family scolded, and at this time, many disciples of the Murong Mansion also noticed Ye Hao.

"Ye Hao!"

"It turned out to be his ......"

"It turned out to be Ye Hao, I heard that the decline of Zhuge Mansion is related to this person, if this matter is serious, then maybe our Murong Mansion will have a chance to ......"

Below, many disciples of Murong Mansion had clearly heard of Ye Hao's deeds a few days ago, although it was not necessarily true, but they were like grasping a life-saving straw, and regarded Ye Hao as their last hope.

"You are the boiling character who has been rumored in the past few days, even if you have the strength to kill the elders of the Zhuge Mansion clan, but in front of me, it is still not enough to see!"

Nangong Zhen had obviously heard of Ye Hao's deeds, but as a disciple of the Taishang Sect, how shrewd his vision was, just by a glance, he noticed that Ye Hao's cultivation had not stepped into the half-step innate level.

The true disciples of the Taishang Sect are all existences that can fight across levels, and for him, even if there is an innate martial artist on the other side, he will use courage to make a move.

"Since you're going to die, then I'll give you this chance!"

Nangong Zhen's palm was weak, and wisps of heaven and earth vitality condensed, turning into a heavenly palm, and grabbed towards Ye Hao.

He wanted to rely on his comprehension of the vitality of heaven and earth to crush Ye Hao and pinch it into crumbs. Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, his body was surrounded by qi and blood, and the silver-white arc light burst out, motionless.

The Yuan Qi palm fell towards him, Ye Hao seemed to be standing in the Yuan Qi storm, and the Yuan Qi palm was pinched on him, as if it had touched a rock, and it could not be shaken in the slightest.

Ye Hao's index finger flexed, and one after another pure yang energy burst out, shattering the palm of his heaven and earth vitality turned into pieces.

He walked out indifferently: "Next, it's my turn to make a move!"

Ye Hao held the void in his hand, and a flame spear appeared in his hand out of thin air, and then, the power of life and death in his body poured into the flame spear.

Buzz!

The power of vitality and the meaning of death on the flame lance were disillusioned, and as the flame spear in Ye Hao's hand stabbed out, the phantom of the Bridge of Death and the Reincarnation Pool appeared around Nangong Zhen.

If you are a person with a strong sense of divine soul, if you look closely, you will find that Nangong Zhen's divine soul faintly detached from the body and fell towards the reincarnation pool below.

The meaning of life and death on the Death Bridge and the Illusory Shadow of the Reincarnation Pool diffused the Eight Desolations, which shocked everyone present, and this shot made everyone feel powerless, including the two half-step innate level martial artists present.

"It's ...... Zhuge Old Ghost's fame stunt, is the destruction of Zhuge Mansion really caused by this person?" Nangong Old Ancestor stood up, his expression moved, and he no longer became as calm as before.

Ye Hao is not Zhuge Ancestor, Zhuge Ancestor was originally to ingest Ye Hao's divine soul and turn it into the ninety-eighth yin soul under his gun.

Therefore, he didn't take advantage of Ye Hao's fall into the Afterlife Bridge, and the Afterlife Gun that Ye Hao used was different, he didn't need to collect remnant souls.

Therefore, the Divine Light of Silence surged in Ye Hao's eyes, and in an instant, several Divine Lights of Silence burst out and landed on Nangong Zhen, who was trapped in the Bridge of Death.

When the third Silent Divine Light fell on Nangong Zhen's body, the other party broke free from the Bridge of Death, and at this time, Nangong Zhen's face was aging, his qi and blood were weakened, and he was no longer in high spirits.

"I am a true disciple of the Taishang Sect, and I am a disciple of the sect master who has the hope of becoming a sect master, you dare to hurt me!" Nangong Zhen's eyes widened angrily, and the vitality of heaven and earth around him surged, condensing into a vitality brilliance, destroying the bridge of rebirth and the pool of reincarnation. (To be continued......)