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Although there were already barbarian warriors who had climbed the city wall, they were quickly killed by the defenders of the city, Wang Hao estimated that at least for a few hours, the barbarians would not want to take any advantage.

"Do you still have the heart to care about other people?"

Daru's voice sounded beside Wang Hao, Wang Hao's heart sank, Daru was comparable to the speed of teleportation, which made him unguardable.

"Whew!"

Daru's right hand turned into a knife, and a piercing sonic boom broke out, slashing towards Wang Hao's neck.

Wang Hao was no longer able to dodge, and with a wave of his right hand, the Long Yuan Sword detached from his hand, surrounding half of his body, blocking in front of Daru's palm.

Daru raised his eyebrows slightly, and made a comment, "Not bad!" When the words fell, his hand knife turned into a shocking palm, and the mighty power enveloped Wang Hao.

"Bloody clothes!"

At the last moment, Wang Hao activated the bloody clothes in time, and a dark red lattice appeared under his skin.

"Boom!"

Wang Hao's body slammed into the ground.

Daru looked disappointed, "This is the genius of mankind?

Several barbarian warriors walked towards the pit where Wang Hao landed, wanting to pick up a bargain, they had just walked to the entrance of the cave, and several sword flashes flashed, cutting their throats.

Wang Hao flew into the sky again, and this time, it was his turn to fight back!

"Blood Soul!"

The opponent was very strong, Wang Hao became serious, he launched his body technique to step on the clouds, the Longyuan sword in his hand, and used the stabbing trick in the twelve styles of Fengyun.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and between Wang Hao and Dalu, there was a violent thunderous rumbling.

"What a fast sword!"

Daru was very surprised, the speed of Wang Hao's sword was no weaker than his speed.

Instead of trying to dodge, Daru drew his sword.

"It's ......"

Seeing the sword summoned by Daru, his eyes narrowed slightly, the sword in Daru's hand was the spar mine collected by the barbarians in the canyon before!

The ore in the canyon is a yellow mineral, and the texture is very hard, even comparable to the defensive weapon of the ninth rank of the Xuan Rank.

And the sword in Daru's hand is naked gold!

"Is it made from the best cores in the veins?"

This sword is perfect, every edge and corner has been polished in every way, Wang Hao is very sure that this sword is definitely not a barbarian can be made!

He secretly said in his heart: "If I guess correctly, the forger of this sword should belong to the same person as the forger who climbed the ladder, why are there human beings who are willing to help the barbarians?

Daru gently stroked the golden sword in his hand, and his face was full of satisfaction.

"Human boy, this sword is called Sacrifice God, and it is the first time it has appeared, so take your blood and open it for it!"

Daru pointed the Divine Sword at Wang Hao, and the golden light of the sword body flowed, bringing a majestic pressure to people.

"Ground-level third-grade mystical weapon, it seems that the refiner who created this sword is not an ordinary person!" Wang Hao's expression became even more severe, and the Longyuan Sword in his hand sounded softly, as if he wanted to compete with the Divine Offering Sword.

Wang Hao stabbed at Daru, and Daru also stabbed at Wang Hao with his sword.

The Divine Sword and the Longyuan Sword, the sword blade against the sword blade, collided together.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of impact sounded in everyone's ears, and the next moment, a huge momentum surged from the blades of the two swords.

The strong wind blew, blowing away all the human and barbarian powerhouses around the two of them, even if they had the cultivation of the Heavenly Martial Realm, they still couldn't stand firm in the wind.

The human powerhouses and barbarian powerhouses all stopped, and they set their eyes on Wang Hao and Daru, their eyes flashing with shock.

As a barbarian prince, Daru's strength is undoubted, but Wang Hao's strength is unexpected.

The human powerhouses only knew that Wang Hao was a genius student of Qilin Academy, and they knew that he led three of his subordinates into the wilderness for two months and beheaded countless people.

But no one would have thought that he would have such a terrifying cultivation.

It seems that he is only seventeen years old, but he has the cultivation of the fivefold realm of the Tianwu Realm, looking at the Yuanwu Continent for thousands of years, how many people can do it?

For a while, the hearts of the human powerhouses erupted with the same thoughts at the same time.

With this genius, why can't human beings resist external demons, how can they not prosper?!

The momentum of the collision of the two swords became stronger and stronger, and the human powerhouse and the barbarian powerhouse were hindered one after another, and they no longer even fought, but stared at the two of them, wanting to see the final victory.

The burning blood mist on Wang Hao's body became more and more intense, and the momentum that erupted on Dalu's body was also so strong that it was terrifying!

The Long Yuan Sword and the Divine Offering Sword have both begun to tremble violently, and the two swords seem to be about to reach their limits, and if they continue, they can collapse at any time!

Wang Hao and Daru glanced at each other, retracted their strength at the same time, and then swung their swords and slashed at each other.

The sword shadows were all over the sky, and in less than a breath, both sides had cut out more than three hundred swords, but neither could hurt the other.

What made Wang Hao a little frightened was that unlike ordinary barbarian powerhouses, the martial arts used by Daru were no longer simple moves, and the swordsmanship he used was no longer weaker than the Twelve Styles of Fengyun.

The two of them killed for sixty breaths in a row, and the sputtering sword qi made the barbarian warriors on the ground miserable.

When the two of them stopped, the power exuded by both sides reached its peak.

Daru gasped, but Wang Hao's breath was very stable, from the beginning of martial arts, he fought all the way to the realm of Tianwu, combat experience and endurance, in fact, as a barbarian prince Daru can compare?

If it weren't for Dalu's very strange body technique, Wang Hao would definitely have the upper hand.

"I'm really underestimating you!"

Daru forcibly calmed his breath, and instead of an angry look on his face, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Practicing martial arts in my father's camp, those sparring guys, one by one, are afraid of hurting me by mistake, and they are unwilling to fight with all their might, it's really boring, you are very good!"

Wang Hao said calmly: "This is a battlefield, not a place where a prince like you should come." ”

"Are you laughing at me?" Daru seemed to dislike Wang Hao's words, and his face became ugly.

"Do you really think that's all I'm capable of?!"

"Stupid! The greatest power of our barbarians comes from the power bestowed by the gods of faith, and the stronger the gods of faith, the more power we can get!"

"I am a royal family, a god of faith, the most powerful of all gods!

As the words fell, Daru bit his finger, and a crystal drop of blood dripped onto his other arm.

His fingers, running through the clouds and water on his arm, draw a totem with an intricate pattern.

If you look closely, you can see that the god pattern hidden in the totem is actually a tyrannosaurus that swallows the sun!

After the totem painting is completed, Daru's mouth hears a low chant of praise to the gods.

In the sky above the battlefield, blood-red dark clouds condensed, and the dark clouds covered thousands of miles, and the depressed people could hardly breathe.

Wang Hao felt once again that the palpitating feeling when the evil god came, but the divine power of the tyrannosaurus god was more terrifying than the evil god.

Wang Hao raised his head and said secretly in his heart: "Is this the strongest god that the barbarians believe in?"

A red light fell from the sky and poured into Daru's body.

"Hahahahaha! Stupid humans, let you see the power of God!"

The red light dissipated, revealing Daru's figure again, his size growing to two and a half meters, his skin turning into a gray crust, and his face had a diamond-shaped bulge.

His hands turned into two sharp claws, glowing with metallic light.

The terrifying coercion enveloped the entire battlefield, and Daru's power was no longer weaker than that of the martial artists of the Heavenly Martial Realm Nine Realms!

The soldiers defending the city on the city wall only felt suffocated in their hearts, and their sword-wielding arms became extremely heavy, while the barbarian warriors were even more powerful.

Wang Hao's pupils constricted, he never expected that after Daru became a god, he would not only enhance his own strength, but also enhance the strength of the barbarian warriors!

In just an instant, the stalemate on the battlefield was broken, and the human warriors were defeated one after another, almost unable to hold the walls.

"You can't go on like this!"

Wang Hao gritted his teeth, and wielding the Longyuan Sword was a slash, he had to fight quickly, at least to remove Daru from the state of flux.

The blood-colored sword roared and fell, but Daru had no intention of dodging, and actually used his head to block Wang Hao's sword.

"Smack!"

The sword fell, but it was blown into pieces of light, and Daru touched his forehead with a look of disdain.

"You don't have any chance of winning. ”

As the words fell, his body turned into an afterimage and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Hao stepped on the void, and around him, there was a rapid sonic boom, and he knew that Daru was moving quickly beside him, but he couldn't find any trace of the other party at all.

And Daru was not showing off his speed without purpose, and the rapid sonic boom turned into a magic sound and poured into Wang Hao's ears.

Wang Hao's heart was beating violently, and the speed of his heartbeat was gradually approaching the rhythm of the sonic boom made by Daru.

Daru's purpose is self-evident, he wants to make Wang Hao's heart explode and die!

"Dragon God Change!"

The golden dragon breath ignited from Wang Hao's body, and at the same time, Wang Hao's right eye had dragon patterns condensed.

"True Dragon's Eyes!"

Upgrading his cultivation and activating the Horcrux, Wang Hao was finally able to capture a trace of Dalu's afterimage.

"Here!"

The eyes of the true dragon firmly locked on the afterimage of Daru, Wang Hao waved a sword, and dozens of sword rays slashed out, enveloping the space of Daru's front and back, left and right.

"It's too slow!"

Daru's shouting voice sounded from in front of Wang Hao, and Daru waved a claw and grabbed Wang Hao's chest.

"Walk through the clouds!"

Wang Hao activated his body technique, wanting to dodge, but his speed was not faster than Daru after all.

Five pillars of blood soared into the sky, and on Wang Hao's chest, there were five more claw marks, and the claw marks were so deep that the bones could be seen deeply!

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