Sky Splitting Sword Wang Hao was not from a family, but an ordinary official family in Kyoto. His father is a six-rank official, which is really an insignificant official position in Kyoto, where the family is everywhere, the first and second grades are everywhere, and the third and fourth grades are not as good as dogs.

At the age of fifty-two, he was able to cultivate to the point where he was infinitely close to the peak of his ascension in the late stage of his ascension, and it can be said that he had made countless unknown efforts. With his strength, if he joins the army, he will at least be at the level of a captain, and if he is lucky, he can even sit in a higher position. However, in order to get more cultivation resources and guidance on cultivation, he finally chose to accept the invitation of the eldest prince and became a high-ranking worshipper in the East Palace.

As one of the strongest offerings in the East Palace, with the support of a huge amount of resources, Wang Hao may even have the opportunity to try to enter the Holy Realm ten years later. Once he succeeds, it will be like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, his strength and identity will change dramatically, and he will even be able to shade future generations and make his family rise from now on. And the eldest prince obviously also took a fancy to his potential, hoping that his subordinates could have one more future saint powerhouse, so it can be said that he is quite generous to him in terms of cultivation resources.

However, today's injury has sharply reduced the possibility of him stepping into the realm of sainthood in the future, and it is very likely that he will not have a chance to get a glimpse of the sainthood in this life, and his value in the eyes of the eldest prince will naturally depreciate at the same time. Compared with the possible embarrassment in cultivation resources, the sense of loss that fell from a high place to the mortal dust made Wang Hao feel even more sad and angry.

People are poor and short-minded, Wang Hao's only thought in his heart at this time is to save his life, leave Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, and everything else can be temporarily left behind.

Holding the long knife in his hand that had accompanied him for more than 20 years, the true yuan of Wang Hao's whole body was almost condensed into his left hand. A dazzling light emanated from the long knife, like lightning that tore through the night, and it captured people's hearts. Immediately, this brilliant light shot straight towards the earth-destroying dragon, and a strong storm rolled up in the place it passed.

In the face of Wang Hao's desperate actions, although he was crazy, he did not lose his mind, and had to retreat quickly to avoid the edge for the time being.

The sword rays formed by the extremely compressed True Yuan slashed through the void like lightning, leaving a huge blood groove on the neck of the Earth Destroyer. If the dragon had hesitated a little more when dodging, I am afraid that this blow would have been able to cut off the aorta blood vessels in its neck.

Even so, at this time, the Tufu Dragon was by no means comfortable, and the large amount of blood loss slowed down its movements and thinking, and even seemed a little clumsy. With its current state, if Wang Hao could send out another attack of this level just now, maybe it would be hated on the spot.

Just when Shutu Fulong was cautiously guarding against Wang Hao's attack again, he found that the fat figure did not advance but retreated, and actually galloped away in the direction of the downhill.

Before sending this blow, Wang Hao had already made up his mind in his heart that no matter what the outcome of this blow was, he would take the opportunity to escape and save his life.

The few True Elements left in his body, except for some of the ones he used to control the spread of his injuries, almost all of the rest were used for escaping the body. A late-stage martial artist who deliberately escaped, even if he was at the end of a strong crossbow, was definitely not something that the stupid big beast that was more injured than him could easily catch up.

With a sad and indignant gaze, he took one last look in the direction of Shutu Fulong, and Wang Hao's figure was about to disappear on the mountain road.

It's just that at a glance just now, something doesn't seem right?

Like, what's missing?

Before Wang Hao could come up with an answer, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back.

Wang Hao looked at the tip of the spear that emerged from his chest in a daze, and then remembered that in the glimpse just now, he didn't see the figure of the young man with the grimace mask.

Although he could hardly pay attention to this mysterious ghost-faced slaughter when he was fighting fiercely with the earth-destroying dragon, it was obviously not something that an ordinary martial artist could do if a little guy who was not yet in the realm of the cold window could disappear silently from under his nose.

What's more, before that, the reason why the Tu Fulong would attack himself seemed to be the ghost of this guy.

Wang Hao's heart was annoyed, and he found that he seemed to despise this guy too much.

However, by this time it was already a little too late to get annoyed.

Wang Hao felt that his vitality and strength were passing rapidly, and even the skin and muscles on his body were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This feeling seems to be the spear that is being inserted in his chest at this moment, devouring his own flesh and blood unscrupulously.

What kind of exercise is this? What kind of blade is this?

Wang Hao turned his head with the only strength he had left, trying to see the appearance of the enemy who had killed him, but what caught his eyes was only a terrifying grimace with blue fangs.

With a hint of remorse, Wang Hao, the famous Sky Splitting Sword King who was enshrined in the East Palace, swallowed the last breath of his life.

Seeing the death of the opponent who had just hit him, and the figure that emerged from behind Wang Hao, Shutu Fulong seemed to suddenly wake up, turned around and fled in the opposite direction to Shi Zhiyi.

There is only one way down the mountain, but this is not a problem for the Tu Fulong, who is extremely close to the land by nature. Even if there is no road, it won't cause much trouble.

All it could think about at this time was to stay away from the evil star in front of it, and farther away!

Just as it turned to flee, the Soul Eater Spear in Shi Zhiyi's hand, which had never left his hand before, was like a pitch-black lightning, cutting through the void and chasing towards the Soul Destroying Dragon.

In the Barbarian King Dabi of the Jing Barbarian Clan, the spear thrown by Shi Zhiyi can accurately hit a wooden stake five hundred zhang away, and with only the power attached to the spear, the wooden stake can be blown to pieces.

At this time, in the face of a huge goal that was only thirty or forty zhang away from him and nearly twenty zhang long, Shi Zhiyi was even more unlikely to miss.

With Shi Zhiyi's terrifying power, the Soul Eater Spear instantly pierced the hardest back scale armor on the surface of the Earth Killing Dragon's body, like a poisonous needle, piercing deeper into its body.

There, a huge heart, beating slowly.

The previous battle with Wang Hao had caused it to lose so much blood that even its heart beat slowed down.

The moment the Soul Eater pierced the heart, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the life of this top-level alien beast finally came to an end. [This chapter was first published.love.have.sound.,Please remember the URL ()]