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Wang Hao stretched out his hand and pressed Zhao Mu'er's arm, Zhao Mu'er said confidently: "I won't miss!"

"I believe in your ability," Wang Hao's eyes were firm, "but I will never allow my friend to die in front of my eyes." ”

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Ling Tingfeng's clone looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha! I don't allow my friend to die in front of my eyes, I will only give you ten breaths of time now to undo the seal on my real body." ”

Zhao Mu'er put down his left hand holding the bow, but he didn't let go of his right hand that pulled the string.

The floating gold bow was aimed at Ling Tingfeng's true body on the ground, and Zhao Mu'er said coldly: "I will only give you ten breaths of time, if you don't let go of the hostage in your hand, I will destroy your true body!"

Ling Tingfeng sneered, "You think I'll be threatened by you?"

However, before he could finish speaking, the sound of the bowstring contracting through the air resounded through the ground.

The golden arrow directly pierced the knee of Ling Tingfeng's real body, which was different from the clone that Wang Hao had killed before, after the real body was injured, blood overflowed!

Ling Tingfeng's true body opened his mouth wide and wanted to cry out in pain, but Zhao Mu'er directly sealed his mouth with a wisp of ice.

"You dare?!"

Ling Tingfeng's clone trembled with anger, and he roared angrily, "You don't believe that I killed her immediately?!"

Wang Hao frowned, but he saw Zhao Mu'er winking at him and motioned for her to speak.

"The hostage in your hand is Wang Hao's friend, not mine, whether she is dead or alive has nothing to do with me. ”

Zhao Mu'er's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion, and such a tone made Ling Tingfeng chill from his bones.

"Second, the arrow I shot into your body before has a seal imposed by the master himself, and all the power in your body will be frozen and cannot be circulated, in other words, you have no way to recover from the damage I caused to you!"

"I know that there are many strange escape techniques in demon cultivation, but now that your real body is trapped, if you die, this doppelganger will probably disappear as well, right?"

Ling Tingfeng's face was hideous, and Zhao Mu'er poked at his weakness in a word.

"Third, you have painstakingly brought in so many Heavenly Martial Realm warriors, but you don't kill them, presumably this altar can only sacrifice living creatures, if you kill the sacrifice in your hand, the sacrifice cannot be carried out, and when the reinforcements arrive, you have only one way to die!

Zhao Mu'er said three sentences in succession, piercing Ling Tingfeng's heart, his face turned pale, and he said hatefully: "If I die, I will pull you back!"

Facing Ling Tingfeng's threat, Zhao Mu'er didn't care, she raised the floating gold bow again and pulled the bowstring.

This time, the arrow of the golden arrow was aimed at the head of Ling Tingfeng's real body.

"I'll only ask you once, will you let people go?!" Zhao Mu'er's coquettish voice was not loud, but it was loud, and Ling Tingfeng's face showed a struggling look.

The bowstring of the floating gold bow had already reached the full moon state, and the half-cut Mo knife in Ling Tingfeng's hand was also attached to Zhao Jun's neck.

This is a psychological warfare, and whoever can't bear the pressure first will fall short.

Obviously, Zhao Mu'er had the upper hand, and she didn't have the slightest friendship with Zhao Jun, if it weren't for Wang Hao's face, she would have let go of her fingers pulling the string.

"I've changed my mind!" Ling Tingfeng's clone threw the Mo knife in his hand on the ground, "Even if the sacrifice can't be opened today, I'm going to kill you!"

When the words fell, Ling Tingfeng's clone turned into a black mist and flew towards the center of the altar.

Wang Hao's heart swelled with an extremely strong sense of crisis, and he shouted: "Mu'er, do it!"

Zhao Mu'er did not hesitate to let go of the fingers of the string, and the bowstring contracted, pushing the sharp arrow on the string.

The black mist turned into by Ling Tingfeng's clone threw himself into the fire altar in the altar, only to hear a "boom", and the dark green flame burning on the fire altar burst with a bang!

A powerful magic force surged from the center of the altar to the surroundings, and the green flames on the fire altar burst one after another, and the amazing impact force actually shook the golden arrow shot by Zhao Mu'er away from its original trajectory.

"Smack!"

The golden arrow stuck to Ling Tingfeng's scalp and shot into the ground beside him, the body of the arrow trembling and making a "buzzing" sound.

"Mu'er, be careful!"

The impact made Zhao Mu'er's body unstable and fell behind her, Wang Hao's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her thin waist.

At the moment when the attention of the two people was on each other, Ling Tingfeng, who was sealed and trapped on the ground, bit the cold ice in his mouth in one bite!

It was not only the cold ice that shattered, but also Ling Tingfeng's own tongue, which was broken, and blood mixed with cold qi poured out of his mouth.

What Ling Tingfeng spit out was the essence blood in his body, and instead of landing on the ground, these essence blood floated in the air, turning into eighteen blood particles and rushing into the distance.

The blood particles separated from the body, and Ling Tingfeng's true body quickly dried up like a weathered plant.

Wang Hao discovered the abnormality, but he held Mu'er and couldn't do it in time.

"Where to run!"

With a flick of Zhao Mu'er's wrist, the floating gold bow quickly shrank into a palm-sized small bow, the bowstring automatically opened, and the golden light condensed.

"Falling Flower Arrow!"

Dozens of golden needles poured out, chasing after the drops of blood.

Shockingly, the blood droplets writhed in the air, dodging several golden needles one after another.

"Hmph!" Zhao Mu'er's mind was preemptive, and he quickly caught up with the remaining golden needles, and under the control of his thoughts, the golden needles that had never looked back, with the movement of blood particles, constantly changed their direction.

All this was done in the midst of lightning and fire, and when the dust settled, seventeen of the eighteen drops of blood were destroyed by the golden needle.

But there was only one drop of blood left, which melted into a stump on the ground before being hit by the golden needle.

The moment the blood droplets touched this stump arm, they blended into it, without a trace, and the golden needle shot into the stump arm, which had no effect.

This stump arm is the arm that Ling Tingfeng was cut off by Wang Hao in the previous battle!

"Oops, careless!"

Wang Hao has seen the methods of demon cultivation, ** regeneration such an evil way, there is no reason why Ling Tingfeng will not!

Sure enough, after the blood particles submerged into the stump arm, the stump immediately swelled up and began to grow wildly.

"Dragon's Breath!"

Wang Hao gathered his strength and spewed out a mouthful of dragon breath, and the golden flames devoured the stump arm that had grown to half a human height.

The dragon's breath and even the fire of Gang Zhiyang are the most restrained by the evil sect and the demonic way, Wang Hao believes that even if this blow cannot kill Ling Tingfeng, it can seriously injure him.

The moment the dragon's breath was added, the speed of the growth of the stump arm was significantly reduced, but this was only temporary, Wang Hao and Zhao Mu'er could see that in the golden flame, there was a humanoid shadow, which was constantly expanding.

"Break it for me!"

Ling Tingfeng waved his hand to break the dragon's breath, revealing his true appearance, his whole body was burned black, as embarrassed as he wanted.

Zhao Mu'er said in a deep voice: "The eighteen blood particles just now are his own cultivation power, and now there is only one of them, and his realm, I'm afraid he has fallen into the Lingwu realm!"

Wang Hao felt carefully, just as Zhao Mu'er said, Ling Tingfeng's strength at this time was only equivalent to that of a martial artist who had just broken through the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"Kill!"

Wang Hao immediately took action, the time of the nightmare was coming to an end, and he must not miss such an opportunity!

Ling Tingfeng stared at Wang Hao with eyes full of resentment, he shot out like lightning, and his palm stabbed into the chest of the sacrifice beside him!

Wang Hao's eyes widened, and Ling Tingfeng killed the sacrifice, indicating that he had given up launching the sacrifice.

In Wang Hao's mind, he recalled what Ling Tingfeng had just said.

"Even if the sacrifice can't be opened today, I'm going to kill you!"

The arm inserted into the chest of the sacrifice underwent a mutation, and it seemed to turn into a blood-sucking leech, constantly wriggling.

In less than a tenth of a breath, this sacrifice has turned into a dried corpse.

Wang Hao finally killed in front of Ling Tingfeng and smashed Ling Tingfeng's chest with a punch.

"Click!"

Ling Tingfeng, who was retreating from the realm, where could he block Wang Hao's full force blow, only to see Ling Tingfeng's chest instantly dented, and his body exploded back.

Wang Hao punched it, but there was no excitement between his eyebrows, and he clearly saw that the moment he hit Ling Tingfeng, the corners of the other party's mouth hooked up a disdainful smile.

"Wow!"

Ling Tingfeng got up from the ground, and he spurted a large amount of blood from his mouth, and even fragments of internal organs.

If it were an ordinary martial cultivator and he was so seriously injured, he might not be able to stand up at this time, but Ling Tingfeng was different, not only did he stand up, but his dark face also revealed a sickly red.

"Wang Hao, every sacrifice here can enhance my strength! Your time of death has arrived!"

When the words fell, Ling Tingfeng stretched out a palm, only to hear the sound of "bang!", the chest of a sacrifice not far away exploded, and the beating heart fell into Ling Tingfeng's hands.

Every time the heart in his hand beats, bright red blood will spurt out, Ling Tingfeng didn't care, but his eyes shone with even more excitement.

"Ahh

The next scene was miserable, even Wang Hao, who was firm-minded, was trembling, and when Ling Tingfeng wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he was covered in blood-colored mist.

Ling Tingfeng ran the exercises, and the injuries on his chest recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and he couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! Wang Hao, can you see, with this invincible technique, how can I Ling Tingfeng be defeated!"

Wang Hao clenched his fists, and the ten knuckles were pinched white by him.

Wang Hao has never called himself a saint, but today he wants to do the right thing for heaven!

"Longyuan Sword!"

The Long Yuan Sword turned into a streamer and shot into Wang Hao's hand, it seemed to feel the master's intentions, and the killing intent soared to the sky!

Zhao Mu'er held a floating gold bow in his hand and wanted to help Wang Hao fight, but was stopped by Wang Hao's words.

"This is my grudge with him, don't interfere. ”

Zhao Mu'er hesitated for a moment, and chose to follow Wang Hao's decision, after devouring people, Ling Tingfeng once again resumed the cultivation of the Lingwu realm, and she made a rash move, but it would cause chaos to Wang Hao.

"You and I have a grudge?" Ling Tingfeng sneered, "That's right, it's time to settle it!"