After killing the two black-robed people, Bai Hao was a lot more relaxed, silently running the Heavenly Barbarian Decision, and recovering the spiritual power in his body.

On the other side, Wang Pengfei's battle also gradually came to an end, the Phantom Cloud Sword Technique swung rapidly, and the powerful sword intent forced the black-robed man to retreat.

In a few moments, the black-robed man's body was already covered with bruises, and sword marks were everywhere!

"Phantom Sword, Thousand Phantom Sword Shadows!"

Wang Pengfei shouted, and the Phantom Cloud Sword in his hand swung rapidly, and the surrounding aura suddenly became solemn.

The powerful spiritual power was transformed into a sword shadow full of sky, and a sharp sword shadow stood in front of Wang Pengfei, the silver-white sword body exuded light, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the black-robed man, exuding a strong killing intent.

The sword shadow kept trembling, making a buzzing sound, as long as Wang Pengfei's mind moved, the sword shadow in the sky would instantly shoot the black-robed man into a hornet's nest.

Kill!

Wang Pengfei snorted lightly, and the murderous aura filled the sky, overwhelmingly pressing towards the black-robed man.

The figure turned into a blurred white shadow in the air, and the silver light on the Phantom Cloud Sword was magnificent, crackling, dazzling, and dazzling.

Looking at the sword shadow that quickly rushed over, the black-robed man's eyes showed a look of horror, and he felt the threat of life and death.

He couldn't believe that a junior great martial artist could have such a powerful sword intent, and he couldn't accept the fact that he had lost to a teenager.

But no matter whether he believed it or accepted it, the sword shadow in the sky didn't stop for a moment, and rushed towards him at a silent speed.

The sword shadow approached, and there was no room for the black-robed man to hesitate, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the spiritual power in his body instantly exploded, forming a huge energy shield in front of him.

Bang! Bang!

The sword shadow struck the energy shield with a loud sound!

At first, there was nothing, and the energy shield also resisted some of the sword shadows, but as the sword shadows gathered more and more, the energy shield of the black-robed man looked extremely unbearable.

Click!

Soon, there were more subtle cracks on the energy shield, and the cracks became bigger and bigger as Wang Tengfei's attacks grew.

Rumble!

The black-robed man's energy shield still failed to resist Wang Pengfei's attack in the end, and with a loud bang, it suddenly became torn apart.

Without the protection of the energy shield, the sword shadow undoubtedly shot towards the black-robed man.

Snort!

Sword shadows slashed across the black-robed man's body, leaving criss-crossing scratches, and blood stains covered his body, becoming unrecognizable.

The shadow of the sword dispersed, and the black-robed man's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, completely lifeless.

As for before he died, the black-robed people were still in extreme shock, and Wang Pengfei's sword intent was too strong.

There are many sword marks on the black-robed person, but there are only three places that are really fatal, the center of the eyebrows, the neck, and the dantian position on the chest.

No matter where these three positions were injured, it was enough to kill the black-robed man, but Wang Pengfei shot through three places at the same time, which was enough to show that Wang Pengfei's sword intent was strong and his control of swordsmanship was exquisite.

Bai Hao, who was standing on the side, was also shocked, and was stabbed into his heart by Wang Pengfei's sword. He secretly asked himself in his heart, if it was him, would he be able to take the sword that Wang Pengfei had just made.

The answer is very illusory!

Even if he reluctantly took this sword, how could he guarantee that Wang Pengfei had no other backhand!

Wang Pengfei's strength is really strong, and this is still not lifting the seal, revealing the identity of the sword spirit body, so if he lifts the seal, how strong will it be......

Wang Pengfei fell from mid-air and landed on the ground safely, looking at Bai Hao, whose body was covered with golden lines and whose aura had broken through to the junior great martial artist, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

However, Wang Pengfei did not ask Bai Hao's physical condition, because he understood that many people had secrets that they didn't want others to know.

"Are you going to help Miss Qiao, or are you going to help Brother Shi?" Wang Pengfei looked at Bai Hao and pointed to the two people who were still fighting on the side.

"I'll go help Miss Qiao, Peak Martial Master, I really can't handle it!" Bai Hao smiled slightly and walked towards Qiao Ling'er.

Looking at Bai Hao's back, the smile on Wang Pengfei's face was even worse, and then, with a shake of the Phantom Cloud Sword in his hand, he joined the battle on Shi Mingkun's side.

Shi Mingkun has the power of thunder, and his strength is on par with the peak martial artist, and at this time he is fighting with the black-robed man, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

With Wang Pengfei's sudden addition, the battle situation suddenly changed, and it was almost obvious that it was overwhelmed by Shi Mingkun's side.

It looks like they should be able to end the fight soon.

Qiao Ling'er was a little passive on her side, she didn't have the strength to fight the black-robed man at all, and she just used the thunder whip in her hand to barely maintain her undefeated.

Seeing that three of his companions had already been killed, the black-robed man looked very angry and shot even more fiercely.

"Thunder whip, thunder rolling!"

Qiao Ling'er had been suppressed, perhaps feeling unbearable, and immediately whipped the thunder whip in her hand.

In fact, according to the power of the thunder whip and Qiao Ling'er's strength, even if he couldn't deal with the black-robed man, he would not be able to be beaten so powerlessly.

Bai Hao guessed that this Qiao Ling'er should not have used all her strength at all!

"What are you doing in a daze, come over and help!" A whip repelled the black-robed man, Qiao Ling'er hurriedly shouted at Bai Hao, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle.

Hearing this, Bai Hao smiled bitterly, and with a flicker, he quickly joined the battle group.

After resting for so long, the spiritual power in his body has also recovered about eighty percent, and he has the strength to fight with him.

"Tianman fist, inch strength!"

Bai Hao snorted softly, his figure flickered, and attacked the black-robed man.

Originally, the black-robed man was going to attack Qiao Ling'er, but when he saw Bai Hao coming, he suddenly showed a trace of solemnity, and had to temporarily give up the attack on Qiao Ling'er, and turned to meet Bai Hao.

"Shadow Technique, Fist of Emptiness!"

The black-robed people's attack techniques were all very similar, and Bai Hao was also very surprised by this.

But I think they must have been trained for the same reason.

Because of his experience in fighting against the black-robed man, Bai Hao didn't panic much this time, and he didn't test it too much, and as soon as he made a move, he directly used all his strength, and the attack was very fierce.

Bang! Bang!

The two of them were evenly matched from the beginning, the strength was equal, and the victory was inseparable.

Can the combat power of one high-level great martial artist be equal to that of two intermediate great martial artists?

The answer is inevitable, every time the cultivation of the great martial artist is improved by a realm, the strength will more than double, and the strength of the spiritual power is beyond imagination.

"Let's do it together, a quick battle!" After punching him again, Bai Hao took two steps back and greeted Qiao Ling'er on the side.

However, Qiao Ling'er's reaction was completely unexpected by Bai Hao.

I saw the thunder whip in Qiao Ling'er's hand shake, slowly became smaller, and completely put it in her hand, and then pretended to tidy up the clothes that were not dirty under the shocked eyes of the two.

"This little role will be handed over to you to deal with, this girl is tired and needs to take a break!"

As she spoke, Qiao Ling'er shook the long braid on the back of her head, turned around and walked to the other side, jumped onto an ancient tree.

Seeing this scene, Bai Hao's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs were about to fall to the ground.