Chapter 122: Finality (Subscription, Collection)
"Actually resisting my Ice Spirit Spear with your body, what kind of combat method are you cultivating?" Zhao An originally had a trace of pride, thinking that Hao Ran was stupid to use his body to resist the Tianmen Battle Method, but when he felt that the spear was completely imprisoned, he realized that what was hidden under the martial arts was a very high-quality Tianmen Battle Method.
In order to break free from Haoran's shackles, Zhao An clenched the barrel of the gun with both palms, the blue Tianmen trembled slightly, and the biceps of both hands instantly expanded, bursting out with strong power and turning the spear.
When the Ice Spirit Gun rotated and rolled up a sound of ice cracking, Zhao An felt that the Ice Spirit Gun in his hand finally broke free.
After Haoran let go of the ice spirit gun, he turned around and chased in the direction of Ma Yunqing, because there were two people chasing Ma Yunqing, and their strength could completely crush Ma Yunqing in an instant.
Ma Yunqing shouted as he fled, "Haoran, hurry up and save me, this guy will die with me." β
As soon as the words fell, Haoran caught up with the two of them like a wind stepping on the mountain rocks like a flat foot.
Before the two of them felt the crisis coming, they were directly knocked back by Haoran's punch, followed by a rotation of their bodies, and their right feet smashed on the shoulder of the other like a giant tree falling.
Between Susu, Hao Ran rushed out again, clenching his fists with both hands, and with just one punch, he directly shook a person ten meters away, and even the hand holding the divine artifact in front of his chest was trembling.
Although the other party blocked Haoran's fist, the momentum still rushed into his body along the divine artifact, and before he could react, he passed out directly.
"What?" Zhao An followed closely behind to catch up, he couldn't imagine that his acceptance couldn't even stop Haoran's punch.
Zhao An saw that he was about to chase Hao Ran, and the spear bounced on the ground, and the spear in his hand also drew an arc in the air. The further back of the arc, the thicker the frost condensation on the tip of the spear, and with Zhao An's shot, countless ice spikes overwhelmingly headed towards Hao Ran and Ma Yunqing.
Seeing this, Lan Yi hurriedly got out and shouted: "Senior Brother Haoran, this is Zhao An's killing move, be careful that his target is Ma Yunqing, hurry up and take Ma Yunqing to avoid it." β
Hao Ran ignored Lan Yi's warning, looked at the oncoming ice thorns with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Old horse, you quickly retreat, I can't stand this guy anymore, he always harasses me with a great look." β
Seeing that the ice spike was approaching, Hao Ran didn't dodge at all.
Just when everyone was worried, the ice spikes in the sky shot Haoran's body all over the mountainside.
Hao Ran stretched out his hands and directly blocked the ice spikes with his flesh, and the ice spikes in the sky shattered one after another as if they had smashed into an iron wall.
Lan Yi stood aside, his face instantly froze, Hao Ran actually used his body to block all of Zhao An's killing moves, and those ice spikes could only leave some red spots on his flesh, barely scratching his skin.
Is this body really that strong?
After Hao Ran took the ice spikes in the sky, he stretched out his hands from the snow mist, held a little ice spirit gun that exposed the tip of the spear, and said coldly: "It turns out that your combat strength is not as good as that of the flight attendant and the thunder light, use your tricks, otherwise you will have no chance." β
Zhao An's face turned cold, he withdrew his spear, his face was extremely embarrassed, and then he said with a hideous expression: "I didn't expect your physical body to be so strong, it seems that the Tianmen battle method you practice is very advanced." However, the tactics of war are always just the tactics of warfare, and today you are destined to fall here. β
Zhao An's words sounded extremely rampant, but the spear in his hand still used the ice spirit spear move, constantly fighting against Haoran.
From the mountainside, to the woods, and then from the woods to the mountain stream, the breath emitted by the two of them to the bottle completely covered the breath of the more than 30 people who were facing the bottle together. The condensed killing intent swayed in the air like a real rainbow.
At this moment, a screaming voice came from the life and death platform.
Everyone turned their attention to the stage of life and death, and they saw a very tragic scene.
Yan Bing, the former pride of the sky, landed with his long sword along the blood flowing on the enchantment, and his hands and feet no longer had the strength to move, and he drooped weakly.
His entire body was nailed to the enchantment by the stone spirit, and that nail was the stone spirit's hands. Gradually, the enchantment opened, and Yan Bing's body slowly slipped from Shi Ling's hands and fell to the ground.
The dead Yan Bing's eyes showed unwillingness and remorse, as well as the despair when he was dying.
Zhao An stopped his body, looked at Yan Bing coldly, and said, "It's really a useless thing, it won't be able to dodge Shi Ling's attack and take the opportunity to take Haoxue's life, it's been with me for so long." β
Zhao An's coldness is reasonable in everyone's eyes, but in Haoran's opinion, it is Yan Bing's sorrow. The cultivator gave up the arrogance in his heart and was willing to be under the people, and after his death, he received a useless word.
Sad, sad.
"Zhao An, the overall situation has been decided, use your tricks, I will only give you three breaths. β
As Hao Ran spoke, he put on the Wind Fist Gauntlet, and a strong fist intent slowly spread in the crimson wind.
Zhao An's face also turned cold, and he stabbed Xiang Haoran with ice again, and then an aurora shot out, mixed with ice thorns.
However, after shooting directly through the aurora of tomorrow and hitting Hao Ran's fist gloves, it was like an ice spike piercing Hao Ran's body, and it had no effect.
Zhao An's face changed, "I should have thought that you have an eight-grade divine artifact, I heard others say it, I thought it was a rumor, but when I saw it today, I knew that my plan was full of loopholes, Haoran, you won, you won!"
Zhao An suddenly knelt on the ground and laughed wildly, "You won!"
The echo of the three words slowly echoed in the air, and it also shook everyone's hearts, and the more than thirty young people also stopped.
Their main bones are all on their knees, how can they still fight?
Zhao An smiled helplessly, "Haoran, I was so naΓ―ve, I thought I could really fight you." I guess you didn't see me as an opponent all along, did you?"
Zhao An wanted to get the answer from Hao Ran's gaze, and his eyes looked at Hao Ran's eyes longingly, but in Hao Ran's gaze, there was only killing intent left in his eyes.
Hao Ran didn't speak, his figure disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, his fist had already hit Zhao An's chest.
With a punch, Zhao An flew out upside down and hit the mountain rock, until the mountain rock shattered and the ground was dented Zhao An stopped. Looking at Zhao An again, the flesh and blood on his chest were already blurred, and under Haoran's punch, his vitality was directly interrupted.
Slowly, Haoran walked up to Zhao An, looked at the helpless and remorseful smile, and lifted him with one hand and threw him into the stage of life and death. Immediately after, Haoran stepped onto the stage of life and death, and punched Zhao An to death in front of more than two or three hundred people.
Zhao An died, and more than thirty people on the mountainside put down the divine artifact in their hands in despair.
Haoran stepped on the platform of life and death, overlooking the mountains, but he couldn't make a trace of waves in his heart, and then looked at everyone and said: "I know that there are many people who are more powerful than Zhao An who are watching me in the dark, and from today onwards, I Haoran has six pieces of territory in Linghu, if anyone wants, directly find me on the platform of life and death, if you want to brush the yin tricks, don't blame me for being more ruthless than you." β
As soon as these words came out, Haoran's eyes swept into the crowd.
Yang Tanli stood on the mountainside, jumped on the platform of life and death, raised his long sword, and shouted, "Haoran will win!"
More than thirty people were also encouraged and shouted angrily, like a giant beast roaring in the mountains.
When the flight attendants and Qingfeng were killed by Haoran on the spot one by one, everyone didn't dare to speak out, they never imagined that the flight attendants would be slaughtered one by one without the power to fight back, and there was no room for resistance at all.
Afterwards, Hao Ran walked to Hao Xue's side, put his arm on the shoulders of the old lady, smiled, and said, "Sister, are you okay?"
Haoxue felt a little uncomfortable in her heart because she felt killing people at close range for the first time, smiled bitterly, and said, "It's okay, but I didn't expect that I would also kill one day." Haoran, if we didn't come with you, with your talent, you should be in a better area......"
"Sister, it's okay, I'm not necessarily worse than the rest of the area. I still don't believe it, isn't it possible for the first district of the Yellow Domain to send out hundreds of vein beads every day, I now have six territories, as long as I accumulate slowly, I definitely have more cultivation resources than them. β
"Okay, sister, wait for me for a while, I still have some things to do. β
Haoran patted Haoxue on the shoulder, and then jumped off the life and death platform, looking at the more than thirty people with cold eyes.
More than 30 people were surrounded by Huang Hong and others at this time, and their faces were extremely embarrassed when they saw Haoran coming. They regret it very much now, regret why they followed the flight attendants, the end of the Qing Dynasty, and Zhao An, if all this hadn't happened, they probably wouldn't have to die.
"Senior Brother Haoran, we know that we are wrong, please don't kill us. We're all willing to give you everyone's stuff as a gift. β
"Yesβ"
For a while, more than 30 people begged for mercy, took off the Tibetan ring, put away the divine artifact and handed it to Haoran.
At this time, everything is not important to them, whether it is a pulse bead or a divine artifact, the most important thing is their life.
Hao Ran took the thirty-five Tibetan rings that Huang Hong had received, his eyes were still glowing with cold light, and just as he wanted to speak, Huang Hong said on the side: "Brother Hao, let's let them go, there are more than thirty people here, if they are all killed, I am afraid that you will have a bad impression of the elders of the main hall." β
"Bad impression?" Hao Ran smiled faintly, how could he care about his impression in the hearts of others.
"Although Tianditai advocates competition, if too many people die at once, the elder will be blamed from above, if he is in trouble, we will not be able to eat and walk around, in case I am driven into the Sunset Forest to kill demon beasts, we will be miserable. Once we are driven into the Sunset Forest, it will be a year and a half, and we have to fight with demon beasts every day, how can we stand that kind of life?"
"Yes. Hao Ran hesitated in his heart, if this kind of thing really happened, and a year was spent killing demon beasts, wouldn't it be tantamount to wasting a year of cultivating the art of spirit empowerment. (To be continued.) )