(《》 ) (《》) (《》?) "You're finally in the mood. (Breeze) (Breeze?)" The sword spirit smirked triumphantly, and the choice he made when he was about to fight proved that Wang Hao had already become a master, at least in his realm,

To chase or not to chase, a dry demon master is in a dilemma, they helplessly found that hundreds of masters were actually restrained by a fat man who was not good-looking, not chasing, it is impossible to hurt the fat man with a magic weapon alone, and he can't even stop him from fighting the fire, the lives of his companions are being consumed by the black flames, chasing, and they may not be able to catch up, and they may be hit by strange turbulence at any time.

Now Wang Hao shifted the battle to the top of the black flame, and anyone who was hit would immediately fall into the fire.

"Boy, it's you." An old man slowly walked out of the room, his indifferent expression made people uncomfortable, his coldness was not pretended, nor was he arrogant, but really cold, and he was indifferent in the face of the tragic situation of his companions. If it weren't for the fire control technique that exposed Wang Hao's identity, maybe he wouldn't have come out at all, even at this moment, he wasn't ready to do anything for his companions, but stared at Wang Hao coldly, his goal was only to be the fire resistant, not to act as a nanny for ordinary masters.

This person is called Wudao, and he is still somewhat famous in the demon world, and he doesn't need to work hard for people with his skills, and the demon venerable has invited him out of the mountain three times, but he refused, this guy has actually become a subordinate of the breaking sky, which is really incomprehensible, and it seems that it has only happened in the past thousand years, and the details of the sword spirit are unknown.

The information was quickly passed on to Wang Hao, and the sword spirit also specially added annotations, this person was just a small character.

Of course, Wang Hao didn't believe in its nonsense, how could anyone who could get the courtesy of the Demon Venerable be a general. What's more, it's still a thatched house, and a person with a bad temper naturally has his unique capital.

When Wudao walked all the way, the black flame obviously moved, which was incredible. Could it be that he is a master of fire?

Wang Hao paid close attention to this person from the beginning, and did not see that he had obvious fire-fighting actions, was it inadvertently involved, or was it a demonstration? It is unlikely that the inadvertent involvement is unintentionally involved, I haven't heard of anyone who can inadvertently resist the fire, if it is a demonstration, it will be too terrifying, which shows that the opponent has the ability to control the black flame, indicating that the opponent's means of resisting fire are not weaker than him, and even stronger than a step, you know. The black flame is the origin fire of the fat man, even if the two are evenly matched, it is the fat man who loses.

The other side is not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he stood aside and waited, thinking that he was unwilling to join forces with others to fight the enemy, and this alone could tell that he was a master, and he thought very highly of himself.

"This guy is a master of firefighting?" While dodging, the fat man asked unhurriedly.

"I haven't heard of it." The sword spirit is the Demon Lord's weapon. When did you care about the skills of the little people.

This guy doesn't seem to have any intention of making a move, but there is an enemy force that is eyeing him. Whether it is a shot or not, it is an invisible threat, which is a severe test of the fat man's ability to bear. At first, the fat man was still a little restrained, but gradually, he began to ignore the existence of the other party and concentrate on dealing with rookies. Of course. This is just a psychological ignorance, tactically, he is still closely watching Wudao, and as far as the current situation is concerned, the threat of all people combined is far less than the sky.

"Winter guys, it's kind of funny. (Literature read?)" Wang Hao's performance brought a trace of surprise to the sky, but it was also very limited, the fat man's skills were still difficult to enter his eyes, turbulence, dealing with real masters was like child's play, at least it was difficult to pose a threat to him, the black flame surprised him for a while, the fire of chaos is the overlord of the fire, no one dares to despise it. However, Wang Hao doesn't seem to be good at controlling it, it is difficult to release the true power, the turbulence is not effective at all against Wudao, who would be afraid of the fire that takes more than two minutes to make people deadly? What's more, no flame can hurt Wudao, which is why he was sent here.

After a while, he turned his attention to Zhuo Yue again, silent opponents are often dangerous, he doesn't know anything about Zhuo Yue's skills, but that indifference is clearly a sign of self-confidence, why is this woman full of confidence. The environment of the Demon Realm and the Xuanmen is almost the same, even if the famous master has not seen it, he has heard of the name, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of the origin of this pair of men and women, he slowly walked towards Zhuo Yue.

As if she hadn't seen him, the little doctor still stared at the fat man intently, her clear eyes, and her casual expression, as if she was a little girl who didn't know anything about danger, or a rookie who was not afraid of the sky and the earth.

Could it be that she was wrong, and Po Tian quickly denied this conjecture again, and the little girl who didn't know anything could not stay calm when she saw this situation, right?

After thinking about it for a while, Wudao decided to test it first, his mind moved slightly, and a trace of the true yuan floated away, which seemed faint, but it was like substance. This kind of temptation is very common, the cultivator can't see through the realm of others, and it is rude to ask rashly, and it seems that he lacks knowledge, so he uses the true element to tempt, and the temptation is hostile and ordinary, which depends on the strength of the true element released by the tempter, whether it is aggressive. But in any case, it is an unpleasant thing, not to mention that the object of temptation is still a woman. However, given the hostile position of the two sides, it is not too much to be tempted.

The master may be able to resist the oppression, and may even be anti-guest-oriented, but it will never be without reflection, and the strength of the cultivation can be judged according to the degree of reflection of the other party, and then the cultivation can be judged by this. Therefore, whether it is strong or weak, retreating or approaching, it can't surprise Wudao, but Zhuo Yue just surprised him.

Zhuo Yue's reflection is that there is no reflection, this is not the true yuan that she cultivated to be strong and resisted the temptation, that is also called a reflection, but Zhuo Yue is like a complete non-existence, allowing the true yuan to pass through where she stands.

Wudao was shocked, he couldn't imagine that his cultivation had actually fallen to the point of being ignored, and it was certain that although Zhuo Yue did not react, he must have felt his temptation, but he didn't even look at him.

The Xuanmen and the Demon Clan have the same respect for the strong, not to mention that a female stream can cultivate to this extent, it is even more desirable, if the two sides are not hostile positions. Wudao was about to offer to make friends on the spot, but now he had no choice.

Wudao quickly analyzed the situation on both sides, and it was not a way to wait, it would not take long. The dead fat man can kill all the rookies, and at that time there will be a two-on-one situation, and he has no chance of winning. If he attacks the fat man, the woman will definitely make a move, he asked himself if he could win Zhuo Yue in a short time, the rookies were still killed by the dead fat man, and the ending was the same as before. The rest is the third method, deal with the woman first, use the rookie to drag the dead fat man first, and if he is lucky enough to defeat the woman. Then the next step is to deal with the dead fat man, he thinks he is nine out of ten.

The key to success or failure lies in how long the rookies can hold the fat man, and at this moment he suddenly woke up. (Literature Reading ""?) Even if it's an insignificant rookie, it's still worth existing.

Without warning, he launched an attack, like a poisonous bee-like stinger, full of concealment, but extremely ruthless. His magic weapon is a poisonous needle. The dull yellow color, almost hidden in the dim night, is also unique in its construction. After the shot, the sound of breaking the air was almost inaudible.

Even if a woman can ignore the true element, but after all, she is flesh and blood, and it is impossible to let the poison needle pass through the body, the important thing is that the poison needle is the nemesis of the true element's defense, no matter how strong the true yuan is, it can't be condensed into one point, so close to the distance, it's too late to summon the magic weapon to protect the body. In a word, a woman dies for life.

To make such an attack, Wudao is also helpless, the woman's cultivation is obviously higher than his own, and it is unfathomable, and he must end the battle in a short time, and the surprise attack seems to be the only choice.

The three poisonous needles, sometimes fast and sometimes slow in the dark night, constantly changing the order, it is this speed change, coupled with the three poisonous needles echoing each other from afar, that can offset the sound of breaking the sky. No one knows the poison of the poison needle better than Wudao, and he doesn't know how many famous masters have been destroyed under this poison needle, and he seems to have seen the blood light when the poison needle broke his body.

Waiting, the moment of time also feels long, what is even more frustrating is that he didn't see the blood light, not even the slightest sound of smiling, the poison needle does not make a sound when it runs, but to block them, it is impossible not to make a sound, Wudao is completely confused, he found that the woman in front of him is like a ghost, and anything that happens to her will become incredible.

The little medicine fairy was still looking at Wang Hao, she was completely ignoring Wudao, as the third master of the Xuanmen, she was qualified to do so. Even Chen Xuan's murderous aura couldn't hurt her in the slightest, how could the little Zhenyuan temptation force her to make a move, as for those vicious needles, they were stopped by her heavenly silk, which was the toughest silk in the world, and it was also the softest silk, so there was no sound when the poisonous needle was stopped.

As early as when watching the play, she used ice silk cloth to lay down the line of defense, in the night, the thin silk is slightly invisible, but it can never be ignored, any powerful magic weapon, encountered the entanglement of water and grass is helpless, and those who dare to rush up will inevitably suffer the doom of dividing the corpse.

Ice silk is not terrible, what is terrible is the little medicine fairy, any inconspicuous thing can also become a murderous and invisible weapon in her hands.

The re-refined ice silk is fixed on four delicate finger covers, sending and receiving more freely, and from the previous one to the current four, you can weave an invisible net in an instant, strategically, the little medicine fairy's technique is always biased towards defense, in her opinion, there are three true meanings of the battle, the first is to protect yourself, the second is to protect yourself, and the third is to keep in mind the previous two, although blindly emphasizing defense, it does not mean that she is not in danger, in fact, her killing is also completed in defense.

Zhuo Yue refused to deal with Wudao, leaving him to Wang Hao.

Wudao appeared here, obviously for a reason, maybe he was sent by the Breaking Heaven to make a special trip to crack the fire control technique, such a person will definitely make Wang Hao have a breakthrough.

"Save some strength, fight me, you have no chance of winning, if you can defeat my companions, I can be the master and let you live." The little doctor fairy was overwhelmed with advice.

On the other side, the two echelons that were trapped at the beginning were reduced to ashes, and the rest of the people obviously didn't need to attack, the terrible thing about the turbulence was not how lethal it was, but that it was defenseless, and once it was blown away, it would fall into the raging black flames, which was simply a super crematorium.

They stayed far away, occasionally releasing magic weapons to interfere, but they pulled all the flying swords back to defend, and countless flying swords were woven into a dense net, it turned out that the Divine Turtle Flow was not the patent of the fat man alone, and it was not easy to break through. But if you don't break through, you will be in a situation of being passively beaten, and the fat man is facing a dilemma.

"These dogs are getting worse and worse, and they have lost to Xuanmen twice. Even the courage was lost. "The sword spirit made a distressed statement, indeed, in the case of absolute superiority in numbers, he was so frightened that he couldn't shrink back, even if he won with this dirty tactic, it would be a victory.

"Close your beak, you're affecting my thinking." Wang Hao still controlled the rhythm of the battle and had enough time to think about countermeasures, so he was not anxious, and the tactics of group killing would inevitably be stalemate, and now was the perfect time to sharpen it. Killing people is not fun, constantly refining your skills and pursuing the top is the fun. But the sword spirit's chatter made him restless.

Now Diwang Hao is like a lion, hovering around a herd of frightened zebras, and the zebras will instinctively form a circle when they encounter natural predators, using their strong hooves as weapons to protect themselves, this tactic often makes the lion helpless. However, anyone can see that the balance of victory is on the lion's side, even if the lion misses. The big deal is that one attack is ineffective, and one failure of the zebra means death, reduced to a lion's dinner, and the defense collapses.

And the demon minions are frightened zebras, they give up attacking at the moment, and only wait for Wang Hao to attack the ground before releasing the flying sword to defend, this practice is for the sake of saving physical strength on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is for safety, and the fat man's speed is not weaker than that of the flying sword. If the flying sword is placed too far away, it is easy to be bypassed by the fat man, once the flying sword is left behind, it will lose the role of protection, and the loss of defense means danger, the danger can appear twice, fortunately, Wang Hao did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

At this moment, Wang Hao played a feint, just a bluff acceleration, which immediately made the zebras panic, their eyes were full of fear, and it spread rapidly, and the flying sword also became out of order.

A flaw appeared, and the corners of Wang Hao's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't make a breakthrough, because there was enough time to create a better opportunity.

Feints, feints, feints, the same technique doesn't care about being used many times, as long as you choose the right time, it will always be effective, just like now, no matter how many times Wang Hao plays, Zebra has to react, because they know very well that as long as they relax, the feint is no longer a feint.

Gradually, the circle of the zebra began to deform, the flying sword was disordered, at first it was only an occasional flaw, but now it is full of flaws, Wang Hao can launch an impact at any time, and the success rate of self-confidence is not less than seventy, which makes the nagging of the sword spirit even better, it complains that the fat man did not solve the battle as soon as possible, in its opinion, the master and a group of rookies delayed until this time, it is simply a great shame.

"These people are not rookies, any of them are no worse than me in cultivation, and I am lucky to win." Wang Hao, who is sure to win, made a joke, calculating time is something that only idiots do, face is worthless when his life is not guaranteed, Wang Hao pursues the result, the first thing is to win, and to win without risk, this is the goal he pursues, luck will not favor a person forever.

The situation is already very obvious, Wudao can't help but smile bitterly, when these rookies hang up, that is, when he is unlucky, he didn't think about sneaking up on the fat man, but after considering various factors, he was always unsure, and finally had to give up helplessly.

Zhuo Yue's words are not just words, if he dares to act rashly, it will be his turn to be attacked immediately, and the fat man has played and has not given up his precautions, in this case, how can the sneak attack succeed.

It was another feint, and Wang Hao did not retreat quickly. The zebra herd immediately set off a commotion, their nerves that were about to be broken tensed again, the flying sword was powerless to weave a dense web, but it still maintained the speed of a meteor, and people can always burst out with extraordinary potential when they are dying.

However, they were fooled again, and Wang Hao shook a circle and retreated again.

Zhuo Yue's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, it had changed, in the past, the fat man was trying to solve the battle quickly, and he also advocated that offense was the strongest defense, but now, he knew how to control it, and he did it very well. However, his speed was much slower than usual, could it be deliberate, the demons' minions had almost given up attacking, and he really didn't need to go all out.

Masters are accustomed to control, Chen Xuan's formation is control, Zhuo Yue's choice of ice silk as a weapon is also in the consideration of control, masters can often end the battle quickly, that is because of the disparity in strength, not deliberately pursued.

The little doctor wanted to tell Wang Hao the truth, but unfortunately Wang Hao obviously didn't like preaching, so he had to let him comprehend in the battle. Some people are happy, some people are unhappy, and in the blink of an eye, the sword spirit began to scream again, complaining that Wang Hao had missed the opportunity.

"Shut up!" Wang Hao was so annoyed that he actually roared out loudly, and suddenly turned around on the way back, killing the crowd again. The minions of the demon clan are also recovering the flying sword at the moment, and Wang Hao is chasing those flying swords, in a hurry, they are busy controlling the flying sword to turn, but the speed of the flying sword that has just turned is ridiculously low, and the flying sword that has lost its speed is like scrap metal, Wang Hao directly ignored it, and rushed in with an ice shield.

At first, slowing down was just a disguise, but now it's his real speed to give the zebra an illusion.

The ice shattered, and the ice shield burst open, and the fragments shot out at a decisive speed. The demon minions subconsciously resisted the fragments, but let the fat man with ill intentions take advantage of the situation, and there was almost no interference, Wang Hao easily released the turbulence, and then regardless of whether there were any fish that slipped through the net, he quickly connected to the fire.

The series of actions are done in one go, as fast as thunder, and it is amazing. The sound of flying swords and magic weapons falling to the ground was endless, and hundreds of masters were trapped in an area of less than thirty square meters, at the mercy of others. This time, the fat man not only comprehended the strain when the group was killed, but also easily released the fire and experienced the mystery of chaos fire.

The fifth-level flame does not seem to be enough to completely release the black flame, Wang Hao, who is determined to try, gradually loosens the control, and releases it on its own, and comes to the conclusion that the more it is not controlled, the stronger the power of the black flame, if it is not controlled at all, what will happen to you?

If you don't control it, you will no longer control the trend of the black flame, and you won't need to artificially strengthen the fire control technique, before this, Wang Hao has never tried it, helpless. There was nothing to burn at the moment, but there was still an enemy, and he could only hold back his curiosity first. (《》?) (《》)

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