While Nanohan was speaking to the two new elders, the battle in the sky was already white-hot.

Meng Hao knew that whether it was speed or profound skill, he might not be able to match the half-step Earth Immortal Realm, and even if he used the Five Elements Escape Technique, he would definitely be closely followed by Ancestor Min.

Because of this, Meng Hao could only use his flexibility to attack.

The martial arts he has mastered are definitely the most numerous in the world.

After all, every time he saw a powerful exercise, he would make a precise calculation, so as to integrate this exercise into his own use.

And after his own integration, he not only formed a school of martial arts exercises, but also integrated them into the Five Elements Xuanfa, and every move was more powerful than the original exercises.

From time to time, his two light knives rotated into two light wheels, rolling towards Ancestor Min.

From time to time, he threw out one after another golden big fists, smashing them at Ancestor Min continuously.

From time to time, a thick and dignified golden light curtain was launched, and it crashed towards Nano Han.

From time to time, his hands were raised, and the two light knives turned into golden lightning and shot at Ancestor Min repeatedly.

His golden figure tends to be like lightning for a moment, and the changes in his moves are endless.

Ancestor Min had the ability to be in a half-step fairyland, but it was difficult for him to have a chance to attack by his side.

On the contrary, Patriarch Min didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, for fear that a careless person would lose one or two moves in the hands of this twenty-year-old boy, and his old face would be lost.

The people of the Black Mountain tribe who watched the battle below were really dazzled and eye-opening.

These tribesmen were already very superstitious, even if Meng Hao had already driven to his Black Mountain tribe a few days earlier, he still felt that this was definitely not something that could be done by manpower, but a god would fight the heavenly soldiers.

The timid couldn't help but tremble, for fear that in the end, no matter who wins or loses, these weak people will be affected.

And the pious fell to their knees again and again and prostrated themselves to heaven.

Patriarch Min's old face became more and more gloomy and dignified, although in the face of Meng Hao's fierce attack, he always responded calmly and unhurriedly.

But it was already a great shame for him, a half-step Immortal Realm master in his two hundreds, to fight to this extent with a young man in his twenties.

"Boy, don't think that your bells and whistles can suppress me, let me show you what is the real martial arts!"

Patriarch Min shouted violently, and suddenly there was a surge of air in the sky.

The spectators on the ground couldn't notice it, but Meng Hao couldn't help but be surprised.

Because of that kind of air flow, it was actually very much like the aura of heaven and earth, which was pouring into Patriarch Min's body.

Meng Hao knew that this old man was about to make a big move, so he immediately roared, and several golden big fists slammed into it in a row.

At the same time, his figure shrouded in golden light also rushed towards Ancestor Min after a few big fists.

But listening to Patriarch Min's long roar, the old body actually became amazing at that moment.

And as his whistling spread, a large golden fist burst out one after another, as if it had been shattered by the momentum of his half-step fairyland.

Meng Hao was taken aback, and with a clear roar, the golden figure increased again, becoming more and more majestic.

At the same time, he raised his hands, and a huge and incomparable light knife appeared in his hand again, he grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed into the air towards the top of Patriarch Min's head.

His series of movements were all extremely fast, and the spectators on the ground were not able to react at all, only to hear a series of exclamations from all directions.

Patriarch Min sneered at this time, his old body not only did not dodge the giant light knife that fell in the air, but instead clenched his fist with one hand and rushed towards the giant light knife.

Since Meng Hao cultivated the Five Elements Divine Light Knife, this was the first time that someone was deterred by his Light Knife, not only did not hide back, but collided head-on.

Especially in the comparison of the giant light knife, Ancestor Min's body was extremely weak and small.

But Meng Hao clearly saw that above Ancestor Min's fist, there was a transparent air flow.

That's the build-up of air pressure that happens only when it's too fast.

And what shocked Meng Hao the most was that he faintly heard the sound of a crackling sonic boom.

It's the same phenomenon that forces and speed are too fast, just like a supersonic missile would emit.

Generally speaking, people in martial arts rely on their internal strength to hurt people, and the higher the realm, the greater the lethality of their internal strength.

It's like Meng Hao's golden light body protection skill, even missiles are difficult to break through, but Ancestor Min slapped his palm on him, and his majestic internal strength, although most of it will be blocked by his body protection golden light, but there are also a small number of people who will hurt Meng Hao through the body protection golden light.

However, in terms of speed and surface impact force alone, it is difficult for martial artists to compare with supersonic missiles.

After all, human beings are limited by physiology, unless they are masters above the Earth Immortal Realm who are beyond the mortal womb, if they really want to hit a supersonic fist, human muscles and bones can't bear it at all.

However, Patriarch Min's punch faintly heard the sound of a sonic boom, although the sound was not loud, but it also showed that the speed of his punch was at least similar to the speed of sound.

However, at this time, there was no advance or retreat, and Meng Hao could only use all his body's strength to slash the giant light knife in his hand.

There was a bang, as if a small bomb had exploded.

An incomparably powerful shock wave spread out in all directions again.

At the same time, Meng Hao's figure was also shocked and rolled continuously into the air.

Patriarch Min didn't seem to feel well, and his old body fell rapidly towards the ground.

However, he kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, and his whole body rushed towards Meng Hao in mid-air like a cannonball.

At this time, Meng Hao's body had not yet stood firm in the air, and when he saw Ancestor Min rushing in, Meng Hao had to concentrate and lift his breath, and his whole body quickly climbed towards the sky.

The hearts of the spectators on the ground were shaking one by one, but Na Nuohan saw that Meng Hao's situation was unfavorable, and he couldn't help but fly up, condensing a blood-red blood thunder in his hand, ready to throw it at Ancestor Min at any time.

Min Liangju saw that the patriarch punched Meng Hao and rolled upward, and was unspeakably relieved, when he suddenly saw Nan Nuohan floating into the air, Min Liangju shouted: "You ugly monster dare to interfere, do you really want your Manchu to be wiped out?" ”

He shouted in his mouth, and also rose into the sky, volleying a palm at Nan Nuohan.

Nan Nuohan originally had a blood thunder in his hand, but the explosion of the blood thunder was too powerful, if he rushed down and threw it at Min Liangju, it would inevitably affect the people on the ground.

Na Nuohan had no choice but to disperse the blood thunder in his hand, and also waved his palm and slapped it with Min Liangju.