Wang Hao didn't expect that Daru would not play cards according to the routine, and when he found a way to restrain Daru's speed, Daru immediately found his weakness.

Wang Hao's weakness is too obvious, that is, the city wall of Fengqi City!

With fewer enemies and more enemies, the city wall of Fengqi City is the last line of defense of human beings, if there is a mess on the city wall, the barbarians who have already set up a ladder to climb the cloud will not take long to enter the city and destroy Fengqi City!

"The city walls!"

The human powerhouses who were originally watching the battle between Wang Hao and Daru suddenly turned red, and they turned around one after another and shot towards the city wall.

"Human reptiles, where are you going?!"

The barbarian powerhouse laughed and stopped them, and for a moment, the sky was chaotic again.

Ordinary soldiers, where is the opponent of Daru who has been transformed for the second time, and in the face of Daru who exudes divine power all over his body, many soldiers are even difficult to move.

"Stop him!"

Even though they knew that they were not opponents, the warriors were still fearless of death and killed Daru, and there was only one belief in their hearts.

People are in the position, people are dead, and people are dead!

Blood rushed to the sky, turning into a puff of blood mist, staining the city wall red, like a demon-like Daru, with a huge body, terrifying power, harvesting the lives of human soldiers.

"Brute, stop me!"

Wang Hao's eyes were bloodshot because of anger.

"Walk through the clouds!"

Wang Hao raised the power of the dragon god to the limit, and he turned into a golden ray and killed Daru.

"Humph!"

Daru snorted coldly, turned around and threw a punch, this punch collided with the blade of the Longyuan Sword.

"Bang!"

didn't even achieve a breath of stalemate, Wang Hao's figure was hit away and smashed out of more than 100 meters.

"Humans, what a weak race!" Daru commented disdainfully, and continued to kill and die.

The eastern city wall of Fengqi City has become a mess, and the barbarian warriors have taken the opportunity to climb the city wall along the ladder.

The loss of the eastern wall seems to be a foregone conclusion.

"Uh!" Wang Hao sat up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, "This Daru just deliberately provoked me and made me lose my mind, I was careless." ”

He used his Yuan Force to check the injuries in his body.

Wang Hao's injury was very serious, the blow that Daru had already prepared, carried extremely terrifying power, Wang Hao failed to launch the key of space in time, although he had the Longyuan Sword to resist, he also suffered eighty percent of the power.

Wang Hao's bones were shattered into six, and the meridians in his body were densely covered with countless small scars, this kind of injury, placed on ordinary martial artists, had lost their ability to fight.

But Wang Hao is not an ordinary martial artist, he is the inheritor of the Nine Dragons system, and he is a genius that is rare in this continent for a thousand years!

"Rootless Jade Pendant!"

Wang Hao dragged the rootless jade pendant hanging on his waist and stuffed it into his mouth, and under the effect of the rootless jade pendant, the power of the bloodline of the kiss was enhanced several times.

A stream of heat gushed out from the depths of Wang Hao's body, like a hot spring.

On Wang Hao's skin, white steam came out, and his body temperature instantly increased to more than 100 degrees.

The cracks in the meridians in his body were melted together by the high temperature, and they no longer leaked Yuan Force.

The high temperature not only protected the meridians, but also promoted the healing of the bones.

Perhaps because of the impulse just now, Wang Hao finally calmed down.

"The Dragon God Transformation and the Twelve Styles of Wind and Cloud cannot cause any damage to Daru after the second transformation, and now the means I have mastered, I'm afraid that only the Falling Sky Sword and Reincarnation are worth trying. ”

"The power of the Falling Sky Sword is too great, it will definitely hurt the innocent, and even the city wall will be destroyed together, the burden of reincarnation on my body is too heavy, with the current injury of my body, I am afraid that it will collapse before it can be used. ”

"Isn't there any other way?"

A spiritual light crossed Wang Hao's mind, and he clenched the Longyuan Sword in his hand, and the surging Yuan Force poured out from his body.

"The second style of the dripping sword technique!

There are three realms in the dripping swordsmanship, one is stronger than the other.

The first realm was cast, as if a torrential rain had fallen suddenly, and the sword shadow was endless, impermeable, and impossible to dodge.

The second realm is no longer a majestic rain, but a continuous autumn rain, although the power is small, but it is cold and piercing, and it cannot be shaken off, no matter how flexible the enemy's body is, the sword shadow will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it will not stop until the enemy dies.

In the third realm, thousands of raindrops turn into a blow, attacking one place, even ordinary raindrops can easily shatter the rocks, this is the ultimate way of dripping swordsmanship!

It can be seen from the changes in each realm that with the improvement of the swordsmanship realm, the dripping swordsmanship has changed from a seven-point defensive and three-point offensive to a three-point defensive and seven-point offensive, and finally there is an attack and no defense!

Compared with the twelve styles of Fengyun that Yan San taught Wang Hao, which represents the twelve basic skills of using the sword, the dripping sword technique is much more complicated.

Even Wang Hao, who has a bloodline and is a natural genius for learning swords, has made great efforts to practice the first level of dripping swordsmanship.

If it weren't for the possession of the Horcrux Wordless Heavenly Monument, Wang Hao might still be struggling with how to achieve great swordsmanship.

Before getting this sword technique, the dean of the Qilin Academy repeatedly asked Wang Hao to think about it clearly, there is no other reason, the Qilin Academy has been talented for thousands of years, but no one can cultivate the dripping sword technique to the second level!

After the first major achievement of swordsmanship, Wang Hao tried to cultivate the second layer, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find a clue to cultivate.

Without comprehending the slightest bit of martial arts, it is impossible to put it into the wordless heavenly book.

The second level of dripping swordsmanship, like a big mountain, blocked in front of Wang Hao, the rock wall of the mountain is steep, there is no place to stay, there is no way to climb.

"You must comprehend the second level of the dripping sword technique!"

Wang Hao glanced at the battlefield, Daru was still rushing around, if there were no reinforcements to join, the soldiers defending the city could only hold on to half a pillar of incense at most.

Even if Wang Hao was able to comprehend the swordsmanship in the time of half a pillar of incense, the soldiers had already fallen by then, so did he have to defend a city wall by himself?

Wang Hao secretly said in his heart: "Time must be delayed!"

He bit between his fingers and used the blood as a guide to activate the psychic formation.

"Icethroat Dragon!"

The formation was launched, and the space behind Wang Hao fluctuated violently, and a long dragon roar, from far to near.

"Roar!"

A giant dragon appeared on the battlefield out of thin air, and it burst into the sky, opening its jaws and spewing out icy breath.

"Whew!"

The cold air filled the outside of the city wall, and the barbarian warriors on the ladder maintained a climbing posture, but they had become ice sculptures and had lost any breath.

"Where did the dragon come from?"

Daru was stunned for a moment, then an excited expression appeared on his face.

"It's my father's birthday soon, and this dragon can just be caught and given to him!"

"Hahahaha!" Daru laughed and soared away, "Dragon, you're mine!"

As if sensing that Daru was not easy to provoke, the Icethroat Demon Dragon did not immediately clash with it, its wings flapped hard, and rushed towards the sky.

"Where to escape!" Daru was willing to let go of the Icethroat Demon Dragon and chased it away.

Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, his delaying tactics were unexpectedly effective.

His lips moved lightly, and he used the method of condensing the sound into a line to transmit the sound to the three of the rocks.

"The three of you immediately reorganize the city's defenses, and no one can disturb me! The Icethroat Demon Dragon is no match for Daru, and I must complete the enlightenment before it is defeated!"

The three of them looked at each other, all of them saw the solemn look in each other's eyes, and the three of them rose up at the same time, injuring their opponents, and returned to the city wall as quickly as possible to reorganize their defensive formations.

Wang Hao believed his three subordinates, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

His ears were filled with the sound of weapons colliding, roaring, and screaming on the battlefield, like thunder.

"Meditation!"

If you want to comprehend martial arts, you must keep yourself in a state of clear mind, Wang Hao retracted his mind, and the pure heart jade embedded in his chest also slowly released a reassuring power.

Wang Hao's frowning brows were slowly soothed, and his breath was smooth and long, as if he was asleep.

If a martial artist notices Wang Hao, he will definitely be surprised, Wang Hao's state at this time, where is enlightenment, but into the state of epiphany!

On the battlefield where the sound of killing was soaring and the wolf smoke was everywhere, Wang Hao began the fourth epiphany in his life.

The first three epiphanies were all comprehending the righteousness of swordsmanship, but this time, he was comprehending swordsmanship.

In the depths of Wang Hao's spiritual world, there is a night sky.

The night sky is the transformation of the righteousness of the sword, and the night sky at this time is a hundred times deeper than when Wang Hao first got the sword fragment.

Wang Hao held a long sword condensed by starlight in his hand and began to dance the sword in the night sky.

He danced faster and faster, and the long sword in his hand turned into a phantom in the sky.

The phantom gradually became clearer, and each sword was like a drop of rain.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, from the spring rain to the thunderous summer rain.

"The first step in cultivating the dripping sword technique is the process of condensing raindrops, and the greater the number of raindrops, the more powerful the sword technique. ”

"And the second level of cultivating the dripping sword technique is the process of converging raindrops into streams, rivers, rivers, and seas! A drop of rain is very weak, but when it gathers into a monstrous wave, it can compete with Tianwei!"

Thinking about it, the sword in Wang Hao's hand gradually slowed down.

The rain has landed and begun to flow regularly, but each raindrop flows in a different direction and cannot be brought together.

"No wonder so many seniors can't practice the second level of the dripping sword technique! If you want to gather raindrops into a stream, you must divide your mind into each raindrop!"

"I have cultivated Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect, and I can use my mind to manipulate thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three sword qi, but if I want to gather raindrops into a stream, thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three thoughts are enough?"

Referring to this, Wang Hao seemed to be empowered and suddenly enlightened.

"The second level of the dripping sword technique is no different from the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, it is nothing more than more exquisite skills and more capable of manipulating thoughts!"

The rain curtain is much weaker, if someone counts carefully, they will find that the sword shadows stabbed by Wang Hao have a total of 33,333.

This time, Wang Hao's mind moved slightly, and the raindrops gathered together.

Although it has not become a stream, it can still flow in the fields and forests.

"The system prompts, you have learned the second level of the martial art 'Dripping Sword Technique'!"

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth hooked up a smile, the swordsmanship has been comprehended, what he has to do now is to be able to control more raindrops.

"Although the Ice Roar Demon Dragon is not Daru's opponent, it is better to have a pair of big wings, and it will take some effort for Daru to catch up with it! This time is enough for me to go to the next level!"

As soon as he thought about it, a new, imperceptible sword shadow appeared in the rain curtain......