Chapter Twenty-Seven: The First War God Xingzong

"Who I am, you are not qualified to know!" Haoyun roared angrily, and flashed in front of the middle-aged man in black.

The middle-aged man in black shrank his pupils, and grabbed Haoyun with one hand in the shape of a claw.

Haoyun sneered, disappeared again, and appeared behind the middle-aged man in black. A kick brought a slight dragon roar.

Dragon soars into the sky!

Long Xiang Jiuxiao finally entered the Haoyun after a month of cultivation, and his current speed was not able to catch up even with an ordinary Haoqi Realm powerhouse.

kicked the middle-aged man in black in the back, and pounced on the white-robed man without hesitation after the kick. After all, Long Xiang Jiuxiao is only a body method, and he is slightly lacking in attack power. just kicked the middle-aged man in black and staggered.

The middle-aged man in black looked at Haoyun with a hideous face, and his face turned red. I was actually repelled by an ant in the innate realm, what a shame!

And when the middle-aged man saw Haoyun coming, his face was full of caution, but he still hugged his fists and said, "I have no wealth in the next place, dare to ask the name of the son?"

As soon as Haoyun landed, he heard the name Wucai, and he stumbled and almost didn't stand firm. What a ...... is the name?

Wucai smiled awkwardly and said, "It's the wealth of wealth." ”

Haoyun smiled wryly and said, "Eh, under Wu Haoyun." ”

The middle-aged man in black couldn't help but be furious when he saw that Wucai and Haoyun were completely ignoring him. He said angrily: "Since you dare to ignore me, give it to me!"

All the black-clothed people of the Divine Movement Sect rushed towards Haoyun and Wucai, except for the Haoqi Realm powerhouse led just now. There are also fourteen innate realm powerhouses and twenty mortal body eight or nine powerhouses. This strength is not strong.

"Master Haoyun, can you help me take Miss out?" Wucai said. All the spiritual power was unleashed, and he was actually a powerhouse of the Hao Qi Realm.

"Don't, Third Uncle, I'm not leaving. The white-robed woman finally spoke, her voice nervous but sweet. It makes people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

"Still want to get out? Joke, if you can get out. I don't have to live anymore. Ghost Tooth laughed and said, the strength of the Hao Qi Realm was also displayed.

"Hmph, you don't have that ability. Haoyun snorted coldly.

The ghost fangs also no longer talked nonsense, and they flew out, exuding powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

"With me here, you don't want to touch my young lady. Wucai roared angrily, and his feet collided with the ghost fangs.

With these two people as the center, a spiritual storm erupted. The strong people around him all felt depressed.

Haoyun slapped it with a palm, and slapped a congenital powerhouse who rushed into his face away. And in several other directions, many strong people pounced.

Suddenly, a sword light flew over and slashed the attacking strong man into the air.

Haoyun looked over and saw an extremely beautiful woman in front of him. The woman wore a white robe, her long blue hair reaching down to her shoulders, and her figure was concave enough to form a perfect "S" line. The appearance is enough to be called a country and a city, with a pair of pink eyes, people will be fascinated by it.

Holding a silver-white long sword in his hand, he looked around warily.

This person is the white-robed woman Wu Wan'er just now.

It's good that Wu Wan'er doesn't show her true face, but everyone present was shocked when she revealed her true face. How can there be such a beautiful person in the world?

In just a moment, everyone recovered. Everyone in the Shenxing Sect stared at Wu Wan'er's body, and their eyes were full of greed and **.

"Don't come here. Wu Wan'er said angrily, waving the long sword in her hand. Exuding a sharp sword glow.

This is definitely a peerless magic weapon! Haoyun's first feeling.

Sure enough, wherever the sword went, some strong people were wounded.

What a fierce divine soldier! The greed of the crowd is even more abundant.

Haoyun cast the dragon soaring nine skies, and came to Wu Wan'er in a flash. The spiritual power gathered and roared angrily: "Crazy-dragon-groan!"

A shocking dragon roared out, and all the strong people were shocked in their ears. Screaming in pain. Loss of combat power! Some of those with slightly lower strength were shocked and bled from the Seven Orifices.

Haoyun has already reached the Shattered Soul realm within a month, and Haoyun's current strength is enough to make the powerhouses below the Haoqi Realm lose their combat power for a period of time! Even the powerhouses of the Haoqi Realm can affect the time for a moment!

Don't underestimate the time of this moment, the duel among the strong can usually kill the opponent in an instant!

"Do it!" roared Haoyun. He threw himself out and turned into an afterimage and hit the gods and sectsmen.

At the same time, Jiang Zhe, who has been hiding on the sidelines, is also dispatched!

I can only see a red figure flying, and there will be a harvest everywhere I pass. Human lives are harvested one by one like straw.

This is the power of the first assassination technique in the Douwu Continent, the "Shadowless Blood Method"!

And Haoyun even urged Long Xiang Jiuxiao to kill the enemy not as fast as Jiang Zhe, but the people who were hit by it where he passed must vomit blood and hit hard!

Ghost Fang looked at the subordinates who were killed and who were hit hard, and their hearts were dripping blood, but they were all his own subordinates in the first place! Which one was not cultivated by himself? How could he not feel distressed when he was killed by Haoyun and Jiang Zhe in this way?

His eyes were red for a while, and he said angrily: "Little miscellaneous and daring?" A shock flew without wealth, and pounced on Haoyun and the others.

Wucai was shaken away and took a few steps back. "Ghost fangs are killed!" Wucai roared angrily, and the spiritual power in his hand gathered to form a spiritual power and raised his hand to slap it.

Ghost Fang hurriedly returned to his defense and blasted down with a punch. Both of them retreated, snorting at the same time.

At this time, all the powerhouses of the Shenxing Sect had recovered, and the number of people had already been slaughtered by one-third. Most of them have been hit hard!

Everyone looked at Haoyun in horror and involuntarily gathered together.

And Jiang Zhe had already stood beside Haoyun at this time. There was still a trace of blood on its face, which looked even more eerie when combined with its blood-red pupils.

And Haoyun's face was calm, staring at the people of the Divine Xing Sect opposite. said, "Which of you is going to continue?"

At the same time, he took a step, and all the innate sevenfold momentum on his body burst out.

Originally, the innate sevenfold was nothing in the eyes of those people, because those people had three even the innate eightfold, and there was even a ninth-fold innate realm.

However, in the previous battle, Haoyun and Jiang Zhe first killed the opposite innate ninefold powerhouse, and then you killed one congenital eightfold and severely injured two innate eightfolds, and the innate sevenfold killed three and severely injured one, and nearly half of the mortal body realm was killed!

This kind of decisiveness made the powerhouses of the Shenxing Sect look at Haoyun and Jiang Zhe as if they were looking at two demons who were killing enemies!

Especially when looking at Jiang Zhe. Because Haoyun only hit people hard, but Jiang Zhe was all killed!

This is also where Haoyun is quite depressed, it's not that he doesn't want to kill, he is more eager than anyone else to kill the Shenxing Sect, but he can't. It's really too troublesome to kill the innate strong, and you have to break the innate powerhouse to protect your body in order to kill. However, it was too troublesome and time-consuming to break the talisman qi, so Haoyun had to take one blow per person, no matter what the result was, he would inevitably retreat after one blow to find another.