"Hoo ......"

At the same time that Chu Hao's back disappeared, the sand and dust in the sky fell, and the broken soldiers recovered, still stuck on the ground as before.

The cold light flickered on the blade of the weapon, condensing the killing intent and battle intent that traveled through time and space, like a group of fierce beasts thirsting for blood.

"Damn, it's too late!" In the cold broken sword remnant, a lively girl with green yarn like smoke and eyes like autumn water muttered unwillingly with her pink fist.

It was the green yarn woman who wanted to trouble Chu Hao, she entered the battlefield artistic conception, but she didn't fall together with Chu Hao, and Chu Hao had already left when she finally found it.

"Whew!"

Just as the green gauze woman stepped forward to chase Chu Hao, the broken soldiers on the ground sent out a killing light and slashed together.

"Ah, don't, Brother Zhan!" the green gauze woman was taken aback, opened her beautiful eyes wide, and shouted loudly to the sky.

It's a pity that these broken soldiers don't know her, and wisps of murderous aura are like mist, turning into a storm and raining down, enveloping her.

Accidentally, the green gauze woman was cut with a wound, and a large amount of blood beads immediately oozed from her snow-white skin, which was shocking.

"Uh, isn't that good, will you be angry when you come out?" Han Mengyan couldn't bear to look at it, and turned his head and said.

"Anyway, she can't die, so it's good to let her suffer. "Zhan Gucheng is as cold as ever, his eyes can't see any waves, and he is unmoved.

Han Mengyan suddenly glanced at the green gauze woman with some pity, shook her head slightly, and mourned for her in silence in her heart.

Meet this Lord. It's really unlucky, the legend of the warrior is not a guy who will pity the jade.

"Zheng!"

As soon as Chu Hao stepped into the misty battlefield, a sharp eye glanced at him. Like the sharpest heavenly sword, it slashes the heavens and ghosts.

"Poof!"

Chu Hao vomited blood and retreated, his face was terrified, he had no ability to resist at all, and he was knocked away like this.

It was just a glimmer of light, not intentionally aimed at him, just a casual glance. But it made him feel like he was struck by lightning, and half of his body was numb.

Especially, the fog is hazy. On the battlefield, it was still like this, and it was gloomy, except for the sound of battle that rang in my ears from time to time.

This ray of light was just a phantom of a strong man bursting out, and it was fleeting. I can't even tell if it's a Terran or not.

It's terrifying. Chu Hao's heart was shocked, and the blood all over his body was about to freeze.

What kind of place is this, there is such a great horror, beyond his comprehension, like a burial pit where immortals and demons are fighting and fighting.

That flickering figure could not be the heroic spirit after the fall of the ancient holy spirit, otherwise how could it have such great power, it was just a phantom. It can crack the world.

"Bang!"

Ahead, a huge magic wall suddenly appeared. The black aura is swirling, full of evil aura, making people feel that the soul is sinking, about to fall.

Chu Hao was shocked, and was about to investigate, when the demon wall suddenly moved, and a terrifying power surging from the wall.

Caught off guard, Chu Hao was knocked out by the terrifying power of this Miao Hanhai, and he had no power to resist at all.

Here, he is like a little ant who inadvertently intrudes into the realm of gods and demons, too small to go with the waves.

And at this time, in the process of flying upside down, Chu Hao glanced at it and also saw the true body of the Demon Wall.

It turned out to be a huge beast that didn't know how tall it was, and this magic wall was actually just one of the legs of the giant beast, no wonder it moved.

Even so, Chu Hao didn't see clearly what the giant beast looked like, it was covered by the fog, and he could only see a vague outline.

"!"

Chu Hao wanted to scold his mother very much, his face turned green, did Zhan Gucheng really want to kill him, an outstanding heir of the Iron Cloth Sect?

Before choosing to break into the battlefield, although he was also ready to fight, with such an awareness, it was not comparable to the scene in front of him at all!

These ancient beasts, and the unknown phantom of Zài, can completely torture and kill him thousands of times, and the two are not of the same level.

Even, seeing the Taishang powerhouse make a move, Chu Hao felt that even those Taishang powerhouses, once they were targeted by these phantom beasts, they were afraid that they would have to finish the game.

After all, in the face of the Taishang powerhouse, although he was powerless to resist, he was at least able to struggle a little.

And in front of these phantom beasts, he didn't even have a chance to struggle, and he was thrown away before he had time to react.

At this moment, Chu Hao felt that he was back in Sunset Valley, Huoyun Mountain Range, and other places, rather than in a desolate and remote barren area.

He stood on the boundless and desolate desert, his eyes flickering, hesitating whether to retreat, or he would be accidentally trampled on by a giant beast, and he was afraid that he would immediately turn into a puddle of flesh.

"Step on ...... Step ......"

At this moment, in the layers of mist, a figure came from the depths of the mist, stepping on the sand grains all over the ground, like a giant dragon awakening.

As the figures got closer and closer, the phantoms and giant beasts that haunted from time to time slowly dispersed, and wisps of light from unknown sources pierced through the mist, like a sharp sword volleying into the air.

"Welcome to the War Graves, defeat me and you will get what you want. The fog lifted, and the figure revealed its true face.

This is a warrior in black iron armor, even his face is shrouded in a mask, and only a pair of eyes as sharp as a sword, radiating the peerless edge of God blocking and killing gods.

He dragged a black iron sword, the body of which was dark, only the cold white light at the edge of the blade, cutting a deep ravine in the ground.

"Wait......"

"Zheng!"

Without waiting for Chu Hao to ask the doubts in his heart, the black-armored warrior's eyes flashed, and he jumped up violently and rushed towards Chu Hao, holding the broadsword in his hand and slashing it in the air.

In just an instant, the momentum on his body changed greatly, like a rainbow through the sun, the long sword crossed the sky, and there was no divine pattern at all, so it was pressed down.

However, the void seemed to be cut open, as if it had become a thin piece of paper, pierced by incomparable killing and sharpness.

The white light on the blade of the sword fell down and met Chu Hao's eyes, and the black-armored warrior showed no mercy, wanting to cut him in half with one blow.

There was no time to wonder, in the face of such an amazing attack, Chu Hao could only use his sword to resist, and the iron swordsmanship slashed and quickly stopped the falling blade.

Sword after sword exchange, Chu Hao was taken aback, the strength of the black-armored warrior was so amazing that his arms were bent a little, and he had to take a few steps back.

"How so?"

Chu Hao was surprised, he could see that the black-armored warriors were similar to his realm, not those phantoms and giant beasts, but also the peak combat power of the Tongqi realm.

But when the sword fell, it was like an eternal mountain pressed down, and the edge was unsharp, and the cold light of the sword was so bright that he couldn't shake his eyes.

"The same realm, the same iron swordsmanship, I don't believe you will be stronger than me!" Chu Hao said coldly, his heart boiling.

Since entering the battlefield conception, he has been pressed and beaten, and even almost cut cross-cutting in the broken army formation, and he has long been holding back the fire in his stomach and urgently needs to be released.

In the face of phantoms and giant beasts, he only had to dodge, but with the black-armored warriors of the same realm, Chu Hao thought that he would not lose half a point.

However, he was not careless, there was weirdness everywhere here, and nothing in the battlefield artistic conception could not be underestimated, and he needed to be prepared.

Just in case, Chu Hao used his strength without reservation, the Heavenly Monument Imprint Protective Body, and the Fire Spirit hovered over his body.

Then, he raised the reddened battle sword in his hand, and the iron sword technique slashed out, killing the black-armored warrior like a bolt of lightning.

The black-armored warrior didn't speak, only a pair of black and white eyes were exposed, burning with fierce battle intent.

"Phew!"

In the face of Chu Hao's attack, he simply swung his sword, and a wisp of sword light bloomed, like a flower blooming under the moon, and the killing intent rushed into the sky.

"Bang!"

It was just a wisp of sword light, and it stopped Chu Hao, who rushed halfway, Chu Hao swung his sword and slashed, feeling like he was splitting on an iron mountain, and the huge anti-shock force made his mouth numb.

It's hard to imagine that this is just a wisp of sword, and it is swung at random, it is not a profound sword technique at all, it is so powerful.

Chu Hao's eyes were solemn, and there was no divine pattern on the iron sword of the black-armored warrior, but he could feel that this was the iron sword technique.

The exact same iron swordsmanship he had learned.

It's just that the black-armored warrior has already mastered the iron sword technique, and it seems to be the Divine Realm.

There are three realms of comprehension of the divine pattern: entry, incarnation, and channeling.

The entry requirements are very simple, as long as you can use the divine pattern freely, and the spirit transformation is a little higher, you need to condense the Taoist rhyme contained in the divine pattern to form heaven and earth spirits, flowers and trees, etc.

The channeling of the gods is to return to the basics, and the tangible divine patterns are renaturalized into the invisible, returning to the original avenue.

In this realm, the trajectory of a move, a move, and an action are all the tracks of the running of the avenue, and they are all the composition of the divine patterns.

If you want to enter the highest realm of iron swordsmanship, channeling is the basic requirement, and only by channeling the gods and turning into gods can you swing a sword, that is, the demeanor of the sword.

The black-armored warrior has reached such a realm, no wonder he has such terrifying power, slashing with a sword, cutting across the heavens and the earth.

"Kill!"

Chu Hao yelled, striking again, he knew that this battle was difficult, it would be very hard, and he might be defeated.

Because the Tongshen Realm is a legendary realm, at least in today's Beichen, it is a legend, and it has not been obvious for tens of thousands of years.

Among the younger generation, there is only one Long Yuxuan who is closest to this realm, and he can enter the void.

"Senior, is this kind of tempering a little too much, he is still young after all?"

"There is nothing to do, he will face the strongest Tianjiao from the Four Realms Heaven in the future, and only when he is successful in every aspect can he have a chance of victory. Xiaoyan, do you know where your biggest flaw is?" Zhan Gucheng asked rhetorically with a calm face.

"Mengyan doesn't know, do you still ask the seniors to teach?" Han Mengyan's face was grim, he didn't understand why Zhan Gucheng asked this, and said respectfully. (To be continued......)