Where is the strength of Ba Weiyong, he used all his strength, ran in his right arm, spewed out two white gases, and shouted: "Lie down for me." ”

The fist is strong, but this young man is still unmoving, like a stone Buddha, after thousands of years of wind and rain, he also stands still.

This scene shocked the surrounding audience.

The strength of this student is actually above the level of a seventh-level martial artist, how is this cultivated?

At this time, Li Hao's smile remained unchanged, and he said softly: "Classmate, it's my turn, you lie down for me." ”

Between the words, his right arm shook, his right hand turned into a fist, clasped Baveyon's fingers, and then held it firmly, and the sound of the resounding bones cracking came out, which was extremely loud.

The competition ended with Li Hao's victory.

The next competition is the curtain wind of the Haotian team's Wu Dongyang and the Noble Alliance.

As soon as the two met, they made a killing move.

Wu Dongyang's body turned into a silver long sword, stabbing at the chest of the curtain wind, the long sword formed by Wu Dongyang's body seemed to be like thunder, bringing gusts of cold wind, whirring, the silver long sword let out a high roar, and suddenly, the silver bright light was even more powerful, as fast as a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the chest of the curtain wind.

At the moment when Wu Dongyang's expression flashed a trace of melancholy and pride.

Suddenly, the silver long sword was forcibly blocked by a purple light, and that purple light was the protective internal force of the curtain wind, and at the moment when the master was attacked, the protective internal force could actively protect the master and block the enemy's attack.

The internal strength of the protective body slowly spread out, and no matter how murderous the silver long sword was, it couldn't even shake the other party.

Moreover, it is still a treasure of not low level, but at this moment, it is difficult to break through the internal strength of the curtain wind, unless Wu Dongyang can come up with a more powerful treasure to break through the internal strength of the curtain wind, otherwise, it will all be in vain.

However, at this moment, the curtain wind moved, and the seemingly sluggish action, with a little mud and water, was really fast, as if thousands of figures broke through from the curtain wind body and flew in all directions.

Between the curtain wind's hands, there was a dazzling light, and at the same time, thousands of figures came out, and their methods were very strange, making it difficult for Wu Dongyang in the shadows to figure out what the curtain wind wanted to do.

But at this moment, where can Wu Dongyang manage so much, he shouted, suddenly, the long sword turned into Wu Dongyang's body, and then, Wu Dongyang's figure took a few steps back, his expression was gloomy, two electric lights shot out between his eyes, and a punch slammed out like a dragon.

On the fist, there were bursts of ghostly light, which seemed to come from the claws of the Nine Shadows, and smashed into the head of the curtain wind with the momentum of sweeping away the fallen leaves.

At this time, the body of the curtain wind moved again, and I saw that his figure suddenly flashed, his hands pushed forward, and a majestic coercion covered Wu Dongyang.

At the same time, Mu Feng's eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two rays of light, the corners of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm, and a punch blasted upward.

Suddenly, Wu Dongyang secretly screamed that something was not good, his expression turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat flowed.

By the time he wanted to withdraw his fist, it was already too late, and the fist of the curtain wind had now brought up bursts of majestic wind, penetrating the void and bombarding Wu Dongyang's.

"Ahh

Wu Dongyang suddenly let out a miserable scream, he only felt that in his arm, there was a crisp sound of bones, and he was broken.

Wu Dongyang's eyes looked at the sarcastic curtain with cold eyes, and he scolded.

Mu Feng looked up and glanced coldly at Wu Dongyang, whose face was distorted, and said, "You can only scold." ”

Wu Dongyang heard the sound of the curtain wind, which seemed to be colder than ice, which made Wu Dongyang's heart tremble violently.

At this time, Wu Dongyang looked at the curtain wind coming from the attack, and roared fiercely: "This is a game, why did you break me? You are fouling." ”

At this moment, Wu Dongyang no longer looked frightened.

In this competition, the curtain wins!

"Bang!"

At this time, a sound of palm wind colliding suddenly sounded, only to see that in the ring, Li Hao and the figure of the curtain wind quickly wore together, and the two of them simply slapped each other, and then, the figure retreated sharply at the same time, and this palm suddenly woke up the spectators below!

The spectators below all held their breath and watched the duel between Li Hao and Mu Feng in the ring.

At this time, Li Hao, who stopped his figure, took a slight breath, and suddenly, his right foot stomped on the ground, and his body flashed, like a gust of wind, his eyes were like cold electricity, his expression was cold, the hair behind him danced with the wind, and the black robe hunted soundly.

Seeing Li Hao grabbing his face, a touch of smugness appeared in the gloomy eyes of the curtain, the corners of his mouth gently raised an arc, carrying his hands behind his back, and the protective body force emerged, covering him, even if he didn't do it, he wanted Li Hao to make a move.

The spectators below saw that Mu Feng was holding his hands behind his back, his head held high, and he had no intention of fighting back, as if for him, for a cultivator like Li Hao, it was not worth his counterattack.

With his own protective strength, he can block his attack, why fight back, this is what Mu Feng thinks in his heart.

However, at this moment, Li Hao's move suddenly changed its target.

The claw grabbed at the front door of the curtain wind, but I don't know why Li Hao suddenly changed the line of attack.

The claw shadow that flickered cold light rushed straight up, and then, Li Hao's figure quickly approached in front of the curtain wind, and at the same time, the claw shadow that surpassed the top of the curtain wind, and suddenly, the target that had been lost was approaching straight down.

Makukaze's expression changed suddenly, his feet hurriedly spread back, and his body fell backwards.

At the same time, his right foot suddenly lifted upwards and kicked it in front of Li Hao's chest, wanting to kick Li Hao away and relieve his impact.

But Li Hao is really not a fool, seeing the five claw shadows in the air, gradually disappearing into the air, he roared in his heart, his eyes bloomed with murderous intentions, he took a step back slightly, his head was slightly off, and his right palm suddenly slapped downward, but it collided with the right leg of the curtain.

Li Hao's figure took three steps back, his expression changed slightly, he shook his right palm, which was a little numb, glanced at the curtain wind that had already been standing, and said in his heart: "It seems that the curtain wind really has two tricks, if he doesn't use a killer move, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win him today, but if he uses a powerful move, I'm afraid it will hurt his life, and when the time comes, it will be difficult for him to leave here." ”

Suddenly, a huge palm print changed out from Li Hao's palms, and then, a majestic and brutal force that overturned the river and the sea.

The mountains and fields pressed against the curtain wind, and some cultivators who were close to the vicinity couldn't help but have momentum and forced them back a few steps.

And the curtain wind just smiled coldly, raised his right arm slightly, and an internal force from his body converged on his right palm, and then, a fist smashed out, like a magic mountain, piercing through time and space, and was about to collide with the palm print.

The huge fist collided with the palm print issued by Li Hao, and the void suddenly exploded.

The internal force splashed everywhere, the space trembled slightly, and the two people's bodies were shocked back a few steps by the aftermath of the force, each with damage.

Mu Feng snorted, glanced at Li Hao with gloomy eyes, and sneered, "Boy, this is just the beginning, and next, I will let you live better than die, and let you know how miserable the result of offending the noble alliance is!"

While speaking, the curtain wind stopped talking nonsense, and his body turned into a light and shadow, leaving a faint afterimage in the same place, attacking and killing Li Hao, his fists were like raindrops, and he smashed down on Li Hao, forcing him to have no power to fight back, and he was about to be unable to resist.

Li Hao wants this effect.

If he wants to improve his realm to success, he must ignore life and death, so that he can break through, and the spectators below saw that the curtain wind beat Li Hao and didn't even have the strength to fight back, some said that they fought well, and some were sad.

The curtain wind was pressing step by step, the momentum was like a rainbow, and a punch hit Li Hao's chest, still unwilling, and then, his right foot suddenly lifted, and the fierce strength and internal force overflowed on his right foot, which was extremely violent.

The curtain wind kicked Li Hao in the stomach again, kicking his figure away so far that he almost rolled off the ring, if it wasn't for the railing in the ring blocking Li Hao, I'm afraid, he would have already rolled down.

Seeing the young man in black being beaten to death by himself, the curtain wind was even more discolored, and a wisp of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he rushed forward.

Li Hao coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered to his feet, felt his head a little dizzy, his expression was pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

He touched his chest, stared at the curtain wind who was rushing towards him, and smiled, "Have you fought enough?

The curtain wind that rushed over was shocked by Li Hao's words in an instant, and his body suddenly stopped in place, looking at the young man who was almost killed by himself, the curtain wind smiled coldly, and said: "Boy, don't delay any longer, go die!"

At this time, a golden flying sword broke through the air, and the curtain wind carried bursts of golden light in both hands, constantly pinching and printing the sword technique, and the speed of the golden flying sword became faster and faster.

The golden light then swelled, and the gloomy face of the curtain wind was very hideous at the moment, and his eyes flashed with a playful look.

The speed of the flying sword is getting faster and faster, and the murderous aura is strong, and it is about to penetrate Li Hao's body, at this time, with a roar, Li Hao pulled out the Canglong knife on his waist like lightning and pulled it out, his right arm danced, and the long sword slashed upward.

The swords collided together, sparks splashed everywhere, and the long sword of the curtain wind was slashed away by Li Hao's sword, flew dozens of meters, and disappeared into the ring, and suddenly, it had turned into a pile of scrap metal, and the golden light disappeared, and it could no longer pose any threat to Li Hao!

If you destroy my treasures, I will kill you.

Seeing that his treasure was destroyed by Li Hao, Mu Feng was furious in his heart, his face was hideous, his eyes flashed with anger, as if he was crazy, and he pounced on Li Hao like he was dying!

The spectators below were in an uproar, no one expected that Li Hao would actually destroy the treasure of the curtain wind, and it had turned into a pile of scrap iron, which made many people stare.

Looking at the Canglong Knife in Li Hao's hand, he revealed some selfish eyes.

A crazy roar sounded, like a crazy curtain, his eyes erupted with anger, and he stared coldly at Li Hao, who was standing motionless in the field.

Suddenly, he frantically slapped Li Hao, and suddenly, he saw a Hongdae palm print, hitting Li Hao head-on.

Seeing the palm prints like a hill slapping wildly, Li Hao suddenly flew up, clenched the Canglong knife with both hands, and shouted violently.

A purple sword slashed down in the air, slicing through the void, and with some piercing whistling, it slashed hard at the blood-colored palm print of the grand one.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the purple sword was shattered.

And the Hongdae palm print, as if it only trembled a few times, and was not cut off, and then, Hongdae's palm print flew high again, and then, with a thunderous momentum, flew to the top of Li Hao's head, and pressed down with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The furious curtain wind, one hand controlling Hongdae's blood-colored palm print, his hideous face, it seemed more and more distorted, his eyes were almost out, and the powerful spiritual power around his body was constantly filling the entire space.