The empty and decaying courtyard, at some point, walked into a teenager.

It was a weird young man, saying that he was weird because his body exuded a coldness like a poisonous snake, his white hair danced in the wind, and his eyes stared at Su Hao coldly. His costume is obviously different from Su Hao's.

He was dressed in animal clothes and had leather around his waist.

There is a bone ring of Bai Sensen hanging on his body, and the bone ring is filled with evil energy, which is the bone of a fierce beast.

The moment Su Hao saw the young man clearly, he completely understood that this was a person from other countries at the Dead Lake Festival, and it was definitely not the Yan Kingdom.

"Hand over the creation you have obtained, or die!" Sen Leng's voice came out of the young man's mouth, and when it reverberate, it was like a cold wind blowing in the empty garden.

"Huh. Su Hao smiled, his smile was as cold as his smile, looking at the young man.

Seeing this, the young man frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and without too many words, he shot directly. His body swayed, like a cheetah, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, and when he reappeared, he was already close to Su Hao.

The young man's right hand was raised, and a bone knife appeared in his hand at some point.

This bone knife is white, its body is engraved with lines, containing a evil aura, when it is wielded, the evil aura is pervasive, directly shrouded down, and hits Su Hao's neck. If the boy doesn't make a move, it's enough, and when he makes a move, it's ruthless, and it's a fatal blow.

Su Hao felt something, his toes tapped, and his body retreated against the ground. A flash of silver light flashed in front of him, and the silver snow sword conjured up the endless cold of the bearer, slashing towards the young man's bone knife.

Bang!

The swords collided, and there was a crisp sound.

Under this blow, the bodies of both of them took several steps backwards at the same time, and this was only a tentative blow.

After the young man stabilized his figure, his star-like eyes flashed slightly, and the bone knife in his hand exuded an even stronger chill, ready to move at any time.

And Su Hao was also slightly surprised, the blow just now seemed random, but it used his fifth-layer strength. Although I know that the people who participated in the Dead Lake Festival this time are the Tianjiao of every country and every sect.

But compared to him, there must still be a certain gap.

Even if it was the one sword sect Wang Feng who had nearly abolished his Danhai, in his opinion, he was not his opponent now.

Although he is only a cultivator at the peak of condensation now, his true combat power has already surpassed the condensation realm by too much, and is even comparable to the cultivation of the second realm of foundation building.

"You are such a blatant robbery, it's a bit immoral, right?" Su Hao said lightly.

When the young man heard this, his eyes flashed coldly, and he snorted coldly, "Morality? Can I say that you are naïve or stupid? If the cultivation realm is full of morality, there has been no law of the law of the jungle for so long." ”

"Hand over your creation, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse. ”

The white-haired young man said in a cold voice, his eyes teasing.

Su Hao laughed, his whole body shook out, he didn't speak, the sword in his hand rushed out directly in an instant, and the cold intent instantly emanated from the silver moon sword, forming several sword qi directly attacking the white-haired young man.

Seeing this, the white-haired young man snorted coldly, his eyes showing disdain, and he was not shocked by the chill at all.

He directly raised the bone knife in his hand, rushed out in an instant, and Sen Ran's voice came out of his mouth: "Bone Evil!" As soon as these two words fell, a evil aura suddenly filled the bone knife, which was even colder than the cold, and met Su Hao's sword.

Jingle Bell!

The swords trembled, colliding together, and two different colds were intertwined.

In just a few whistlings, there are no less than 100 moves.

With the battle, he gradually became familiar with the white-haired boy's cultivation, which was the state of the peak of condensation, and half of his foot stepped into the foundation, so he was extremely strong.

"This event seems to be not to be underestimated. Su Hao said to himself.

And he didn't know, the white-haired young man on that side was even more frightened, no matter what, he didn't expect that there were people who were on par with him, and even vaguely he couldn't see through the other party, this feeling was very bad, and a crisis rose in his heart.

Since entering this land of creation, Su Hao is not the first person he has met.

Before that, he had met a total of three people, all of whom had died at his hands, two of them at the peak of the Condensation Realm. There is also a cultivator who is the same as the half-step foundation building.

At any time, you may step into the level of foundation building.

But even such a person was still seized by him in a hard confrontation with him and killed with a knife, which shows the strength of his own combat power.

However, at this moment, against Su Hao, a sense of crisis rose in his heart.

This feeling did not arise even when faced with the fellow monks with him.

"Could it be that he is building the foundation?" As soon as this thought arose in his mind, it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it could no longer linger.

It made his heart ring.

The Dead Lake Festival, although entering this place is a cultivation above the ninth layer of condensation. But there is no shortage of real genius among them. As soon as he stepped into this place, he immediately broke through himself and became a foundation-building monk.

Such a person is far from being something that the Condensation Realm can provoke.

This is the young man in white who entered this place, and their sect told him. He was the Tianjiao of the Qin State, and at the age of only fourteen, he had reached the cultivation of building a foundation in half a step. Such a talent can be called terrifying.

He was praised by the sect as the most talented person in history.

On the other side, the battle intent on Su Hao's body was gradually released, and the three hundred and forty ancient points in his body burned like lamps, and the ancient power of the waves flowed from the ancient points, surging along his meridians, turning into combat power, and pouring it into the sword in his hand.

"Xuanyue!"

The icy voice came out of Su Hao's mouth, and four sword qi as bright as the silver moon suddenly projected from his sword, bursting out with incomparable terrifying power, shooting towards the white-haired boy.

This is Su Hao's fusion of his own Xuanyue technique, the sword qi that comes out with the Silver Moon Sword, with the cold aura of Xuanyue and the sword itself, it is one of the powerful magic spells he has mastered so far.

As soon as this sword qi exploded, the power contained in that sword qi suddenly made the white-haired young man's color change, and his eyes widened to reveal a look of inability to be confident.

Under that sword aura, he clearly felt as if the aura in his body had been frozen.

It was as if that sword was the sword of domination, the sword that could take his life.

He had encountered such an momentum before, and that was felt in the body of the sect elder.

"You're Tsuki!"

The white-haired boy screamed, his white hair fluttering, and his face was hideous. Without any hesitation, he took off the bone ring in front of him, and this bone ring suddenly emitted a silver white glow, and rushed out in an instant, heading straight for the sword qi.

At the same time, his body fell straight backwards, and he ran towards the empty courtyard without looking back.

He's on the run!

After entering this world, I fled for the first time!

The bone ring was obviously also a magic weapon, and the moment it was wielded, a white light suddenly shone brightly, colliding with the sword qi.

The sound of bone cracking suddenly sounded one by one, and the moment it exploded, it immediately caused Su Hao's sword qi to collapse directly and dissipate into nothingness.

"The treasure of the foundation?" Su Hao stared at the shattered bone ring, his eyes flashing slightly.

After a moment, he looked up in the direction of the white-haired boy's escape, and a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a flick of his body, he disappeared in an instant, and went straight in the direction where the young man went.

And at the moment when he left the manor.

The whole manor, the ancient well in the empty garden. Suddenly, an endless stream of black mist spread out from the well, enveloping the entire manor in an instant. At the same time, a series of high-pitched ghost-like voices came from the well and echoed through the manor.

It was as if some kind of forbidden existence had been unlocked and the seal had come out of the well.

The entire manor was pitch black, and black shadows walked out of the manor, wandering towards the various places of this place of creation, where these figures passed. Like the wind of midwinter, the heaven and the earth are cold.

Su Hao didn't know all this, let alone that the stone tablet he broke was a seal.