Huang Ao only felt that his fist shook suddenly, and a strong force came, and his body was thrown up uncontrollably. At this moment, the figure flashed, and Lin Haoran came to the sky above Huang Ao's body.

Lin Haoran's eyes were cold, and he slashed down with a sword.

"Innate Sword!"

"The real sword swallows the eight wildernesses!"

Under Lin Haoran's sword, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be reversed, and the breath of swallowing the Eight Desolations was shocking.

Huang Ao, who was flying upside down, saw Lin Haoran's sword slashing down at him, and he had been indifferent since the beginning of the inner disciple competition, and his proud expression finally changed greatly. In his eyes, there was finally panic, panic! Yes, panic, panic.

"The storm has changed!"

Seeing that Lin Haoran's palm was about to hit Huang Ao, suddenly, Huang Ao drank suddenly, the golden light of his whole body flashed, and his upside-down body was like a wind and clouds, and he flipped and flew away in an instant.

When Huang Ao just flew out, Lin Haoran slapped through the place where his original body was, and then slammed straight into the ring below.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

In the entire ring, there was a loud bang, violent. The surrounding disciples were shocked to see that hundreds of square meters, made of extremely hard iron and rock, had begun to crack after violently shaking.

These cracks continued to extend, covering every corner of the ring, shocking! All the laughter that had mocked Lin Haoran stopped abruptly, and all the discussions about Lin Haoran's mockery disappeared without a trace. Everyone looked at the cracks in the ring like spider webs, and they couldn't help but gasp.

In particular, the huge sword mark in the middle of the ring that was one finger deep made them tremble.

Haotu, who was easily defeated by Huang Ao and stood under the ring, had an extremely ugly face, and looked at Lin Haoran's eyes with a little more fear. And Yue Zhou, who was standing beside Haotu, was even more pale.

"Yue Zhou, Lin Haoran, don't provoke it again in the future!" Suddenly, Haotu turned his head and said to Yue Zhou.

Yue Zhou was silent, but between his expressions, he was still unwilling. Seeing this, Haotu shook his head, and didn't persuade anymore, as a friend, there was only so much he could do.

The two late-stage Jindan Realm powerhouses who presided over the inner disciple competition looked at Lin Haoran in surprise, just like the surrounding disciples.

Their minds are muddy.

Because, they could see that Lin Haoran only had the peak strength of the early stage of the Jindan Realm, and even on the surface, his strength was weaker than Haotu.

However, unexpectedly, he actually shook Huang Ao, a powerhouse in the middle of the Jindan Realm, with a single punch! This was completely beyond their imagination. And the black-shirted young man Liu Ran looked at Lin Haoran's figure, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the ring, after Lin Haoran struck a blow, he did not attack again.

After Huang Ao retreated, his body was stable, his face was extremely ugly, and the eyes of the disciples around him pierced all corners of his body like needles.

"Lin, Hao, then!" he paused word by word, and said coldly: "Don't be complacent, it's just the beginning." ”

At this time, the deity sword spirit screamed: "That's right, boss, people were careless just now, otherwise it would be impossible for you to be shocked!"

Careless?

Huang Ao's face was as gloomy as water. None of the surrounding disciples could hear the mockery in the words of the deity sword spirit. Previously, Huang Aoke said that during the assessment of the inner hall, he was careless and lost in the hands of Lin Haoran. But was it careless? Obviously not.

The faces of the surrounding disciples became colorful.

"You're looking for death!" Huang Ao looked at the deity sword spirit, the killing intent in his eyes was like substance, and the golden light of his whole body continued to condense, condensing into a set of battle armor.

In the Immortal Dao World, once you break through to the middle stage of the Jindan Realm, then the true qi in your body can condense your battle armor outside the body, and your defense and attack will be greatly improved.

The God of War totem above Huang Ao's head suddenly fell, and entered Huang Ao's body, only to see a statue of the God of War totem appear on his battle armor.

One by one, the power of the ancient god of war continued to enter his body from the void. Compared with before, his momentum was much stronger, Huang Ao's eyes were golden red, he looked at Lin Haoran coldly, his figure flashed, and he came to Lin Haoran.

"Sky Blood Killing Fist!"

I saw that under his fists, among the golden fist marks, there were bursts of rich blood-red color, which looked so strange.

At the same time, a tragic aura that seemed to come from an ancient battlefield swept in all directions. The surrounding disciples seemed to be affected by this tragic aura, and their minds were a little unstable. The two powerhouses in the late stage of the Jindan Realm who presided over the competition were also surprised.

"Sky Blood Killing Fist?!"

"This Sky Blood Killing Fist has not appeared for hundreds of years, this kind of fist is extremely domineering, and the blood of the middle person is withered!"

"Where did you learn this Huang Ao?!"

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Lin Haoran raised his hands calmly.

"Innate Sword!"

"The Void Sword is ethereal!"

I saw Lin Haoran with both hands, but he met Huang Ao's golden and red fists. Golden and black thunderbolts appeared in Lin Haoran's hands.

When the golden and black thunderbolts appeared, all the disciples in the square only felt their souls tremble, including those two late-stage powerhouses of the Golden Pill Realm.

Huang Ao looked at Lin Haoran's hands, and was even more surprised, only to see that among the golden and black thunderbolts, countless air currents swirled, forming a black hole vortex. A powerful absorbing force emanates from the black hole vortex.

Huang Ao's body jerked forward uncontrollably, and in a panic, he wanted to deflect his fists away, but found that he couldn't deflect it in the slightest. At this time, Lin Haoran's palms collided with his fists.

However, unlike before, when Lin Haoran and his fists collided, the two sides did not shake apart, but glued together. Huang Ao's eyes were infinitely frightened, because, no matter how he was, he couldn't pull his hands back. At the same time, he found that his true qi was constantly flowing towards the other party.

"You!"

After Huang Ao was frightened, a tiger roar came out of his body, and then, a huge black tiger appeared in front of everyone, it was the Black Demon Tiger King, its strange beast!

As soon as the Black Demon Tiger King appeared, he slammed down on Lin Haoran. However, as soon as it came to Lin Haoran's side, it was swept away by a giant tail. At this time, the deity sword spirit that had conjured up like a giant mountain looked at the Black Demon Tiger King who was swept away by him, and his eyes were mocking.

"Soul, Sword Spirit!"

"What is this?!"

"What a terrifying breath!"

When the deity sword spirit conjured into its body, tens of thousands of disciples in the square were shocked.

This was the first time that the deity sword spirit had conjured its own body in front of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and everyone had never thought that there was such a terrifying sword spirit by Lin Haoran's side.

The two late-stage Jindan Realm powerhouses who presided over the competition of inner disciples shook their throats, looked at the body of the deity sword spirit, and opened their mouths widely.