At noon, Cui Hao, who came out of the camp, saw a young man eating noodles with a knife on his back not far away.

"It's from the eldest grandson's family." Cui Hao said to Xiao Qi: "It seems that the words of the Gun Saint have been spread, so there is some trouble." ”

"I'm here to find Li Chen, fight with him, and leave if I win." The eldest grandson Daosheng also saw Cui Hao, so he put down the bowl and stood up, reached out and wiped it on his sleeve.

Cui Hao said: "Your Highness is not on the mountain, and you are not his opponent." ”

The eldest grandson Daosheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know if it was because Li Chen was not on the mountain, or because of Cui Hao's second half of the sentence.

He looked at Cui Hao and sneered slightly: "The world says that you and I have been swords for a hundred years, you have a sword and a thousand mountains, and I have a sword to become a thousand things, but you are now following behind the ass of a prince, and it is just that he has stolen the limelight, and now he actually said such unproductive words." I didn't care about these things, but some people in my family didn't like it, so I had to go up the mountain once. You said that the Nine Emperor Prince Li Chen is not here now, that's okay, I will defeat you first, break the sword double absolute that those ignorant people say, and then destroy the mirage and majesty of His Royal Highness, so that the world knows that even the so-called criticism of the Spear Saint is just groundless rhetoric. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the eldest grandson Daosheng drew his knife and walked, and the roar of the knife was like the thunder and roar of a tiger in the mountains, making a turbulent tide that wanted to annihilate Cui Hao.

Zheng! The long sword is out of the sheath, Cui Hao walks according to the sword qi, the sword intent is like light and electricity, this moment has the potential to destroy the withering and decaying, both of them are extremely strong masters of this generation, and they have entered the other side of the realm that many people are difficult to enter in their lives.

Not far away, Xiao Qi was a little worried: Listening to the words of the Cui family's son, in the next few days, many people will come to the door, and they are all not weaker than his family Tianjiao. Speaking of which, in the past thousand years, there have been many talents in the world, but unlike today's romantic figures, they are like mushrooms springing up one by one. If His Highness wants to be sharp among these characters, there will definitely be a lot of ups and downs.

In an instant, the eldest grandson Daosheng and Cui Hao had already fought against dozens of moves, and the eldest grandson's sword light appeared as soon as the divine beast transformed, and at the same time, there was a sound of Zheng Zheng's battle, when the swords collided with each other, there was no crispness of gold and iron, but like a rolling mountain shaking the ground, Cui Hao's tens of millions of sword qi were broken with one sword.

At the same time, a unicorn jumped out of his knife, with a dignified and majestic style, and it was about to squeeze into Cui Hao's arms and devour him, Cui Hao changed color slightly.

The soldiers of the other side realm who watched the battle on the mountain were shocked inexplicably at this time, and for a while they sighed to themselves, and they guessed a hundred times: Who is the young man who fought against the son of the Cui family? The strength of the Cui family's son is already extremely strong, when the monsters rioted, the idle other side realm couldn't resist his sword at all, but the young man with the knife can now be on par with him, are today's young people so strong?

Airplanes!

In the face of the power of the eldest grandson Daosheng, Cui Hao was still just a sword, the sword light was like a Milky Way forced landing, the diffuse silver light poured on the ground, and a cloud of dust was raised, and the ground under the feet of the two of them was stripped of a layer of life.

This fierce battle fell into anxiety, the eldest grandson Daosheng shouted angrily, the sword light continued to change, and sometimes flew out of the phoenix that was about to burn the void, and then changed the eyes of the mountains and seas, countless shadows swept by, and the spectators in the distance were dizzy, trembling for a while, and substituted themselves into it, only to feel cold sweat, and they couldn't even resist a move.

Cui Hao flipped the long sword, and the sword intent changed, conjuring up countless palm-sized sword-shaped phantoms, like a spiritual inch of small snakes, biting at the bodies of those ancient fierce beasts.

The eldest grandson Daosheng sacrificed his sword, and after a dragon groan, a bright star-like divine dragon phantom appeared, devouring tens of millions of sword lights in a roar.

Cui Hao dropped another sword, this time his sword aura continued, falling like thousands of swords, the rocks in the mountains were cut into thousands of gravel, and the collision with the divine dragon in the sweep was again.

The eldest grandson Daosheng's face showed a little sneer, and said: "After all, you still haven't stepped out of the shackles of your Cui family's swordsmanship, what do you say that a sword is like a thousand swords, there has been no progress for so many years, and I will definitely kill you with the next sword!" ”

This time, he removed all the phantoms of the beasts, and the strange vision of the sword disappeared, and all of them withdrew their blades, turning into a cold light as black as ink.

Cui Hao held the sword in his right hand, and the sword finger in his left hand brushed over the sword body, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and each sword qi appeared like the resonance of heaven and earth, and countless ripples spread out around him, which he realized not long ago in the monster riot, and easily killed several monsters in the other side realm with a sword out that day.

A sword and a sword fell together, so the autumn wind was a little more solemn.

Thundered! After a loud crash, the figures of the two flew out of the battle, and under the huge impact, their bodies involuntarily slid backwards after landing, their legs were one foot deep in the ground, splashing Qiduo rocks, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

"How is that possible?" The eldest grandson Daosheng was shocked, Fang Cai's last knife was something he had only recently broken through, and he thought that it was difficult to meet an opponent in the other side of the realm, although it was not as good as the legendary gun saint Guan Juyi's one-shot mountain, but over time, he felt that he would not be weaker than Guan Juyi, which was also the reason why he thought he could beat Cui Hao or Li Chen, but he didn't expect to be broken by Cui Hao's sword now.

"If you and I had fought half a month ago, I might not have been your opponent." Cui Hao broke the current situation in one sentence, "But today, unless you and I want to see life and death, we can't tell the winner." ”

The eldest grandson Daosheng raised his eyebrows slowly, although he was not convinced, he also knew that Cui Hao was telling the truth, and asked, "When you fought with him, you also used the last sword just now?" ”

Of course, Cui Hao knew what he meant, and once again remembered Li Chen's supernatural strength, especially the scene of the Qianwei Demon Cave alone resisting the peak of Nai He a few days ago, and couldn't help but sigh, "All the means are exhausted." ”

The eldest grandson Daosheng still didn't believe it, "Is he so strong?" ”

Cui Hao thought about it, stretched out his hand and probed three inches above his head, and said a nonsense, "He is so strong." ”

At the beginning of this day, there lived on the mountain a young man with a knife on his back, and he said, "I must see that man with my own eyes." ”

Eight hours later, there was another young man with a fan at the foot of the mountain, his name was Lu Han, born with red lips and white teeth, if nothing else, it might be the thousand-year-old backbone of Fan Yang Lu's family.

He stretched out his hand and smoothed the long hair on his temples, and smiled bewitchingly, "Legend has it that His Royal Highness the Ninth is very good-looking, I don't know if his demeanor has one-twelfth of mine?" ”