"What kind of secret method is this? Could it be some kind of special constitution?" Shocked by Chen Hao's palm, Jian Xuanfeng let out a roar, and he found that the mysterious lines that suddenly appeared on Chen Hao's body pushed the opponent's strength to another level.

Ten billion jin of body strength multiplied by ten times, the power of Chen Hao's blow can reach hundreds of billions of jin! Such a terrifying body power made Jian Xuanfeng crush when he touched Chen Hao!

"The other party should still be at the initial level of the ancestral level, and his physical strength can completely suppress him. The smoke and dust in the ring dissipated, and Chen Hao withdrew his silver fists, his eyes staring intently at the second holy son of the bone clan, Jian Xuanfeng, in front of him.

At this moment, Jian Xuanfeng was also staring at Chen Hao! The two sides were in a stalemate in the ring for a long time, and neither side dared to make a move easily when they didn't find out the details of the other party!

"This third holy son is also a pig and eats a tiger, a bit like the first holy son. ”

"That's right, the strength that this son broke out before is estimated to be at the level of the first level of the ancestor level, which is a little weaker than the second holy son Sword Xuanfeng. It's just that later, the aura of this son's palms suddenly exploded, and he actually forced Jian Xuanfeng back, as if he was a different person!"

"This competition is a bit interesting......" The saint-level powerhouses in the audience saw the situation of the two people fighting in the ring flipping, and chatted with surprise, as if they could not predict the outcome of this competition.

Jian Xuanfeng stabilized his body in the violent retreat, his feet ploughed two long marks on the surface of the ring, and then his body shook slightly, and the long sword behind his back flew up, automatically levitating on the side of Jian Xuanfeng's side under no one's control.

This long sword is about a person tall, the whole body is silver, the sword is engraved with subtle enchantment patterns, and a turquoise jade bead is inlaid in the gauntlet of the long sword.

"Chenhao. You're qualified to let me use a sword!"

After feeling the majestic power between Chen Hao's palms, Jian Xuanfeng changed his previous confident appearance, and a trace of solemnity began to appear between his eyebrows, and an invisible sword intent was released from his body, and the long sword floating on the side of his body began to groan softly.

There was a hint of sharp aura in this sword intent, and Chen Hao on the side of the ring felt that he was locked by invisible pressure, and his eyes suddenly lost his mind. Jian Xuanfeng seized this opportunity. With a wave of his right hand, his right palm, glowing with emerald flames, slapped the hilt of the long sword.

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded!

The long sword, which was more than a man tall, was shrouded in emerald flames, and it whistled through the ring as if it had cut through the air, and the tip of the sword slammed into Chen Hao with a whining wind whistle.

If you don't pay attention to it, it is estimated that the whole person will be pierced by this long sword!

But Chen Hao did not lose his mind for a long time, on the contrary, when the opponent's sword intent was shrouded, the unyielding sword intent in his body burst out, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

Two different weapons collide in the air. An inexplicable wind was set off.

"Burial of souls!"

The opponent's long sword was close, Chen Hao slapped the saber on his waist, and the soul burial knife came out of its shell and spun quickly in front of Chen Hao.

As soon as the tip of the blade touched, a violent spark burst out, and the air was vibrated by two different sword wills, and waves of qi visible to the naked eye continued to expand outward.

The Unyielding Blade intended to circulate on the body of the Soul Burial Knife, withstanding the long sword attack sent out by the Sword Xuanfeng, and smoothly separated the ring into two different worlds.

"Sword Intent! This Third Holy Son has actually mastered the true intent of the weapon!"

"It doesn't seem like it's so simple as the beginner. An emperor-level mid-level junior can actually comprehend the sword intent?"

"This fight is getting more and more exciting!"

The saint-level powerhouses in the audience were all sharp-eyed existences, and Chen Hao released a sword intent that could compete with Sword Xuanfeng. Everyone is looking forward to the outcome of this fight.

Who of the two existing holy sons of the bone clan will win this competition?

......

"Wind Scar, come back!"

Seeing that the long sword he sent out was blocked by Chen Hao's knife, Jian Xuanfeng reached out and grabbed his matching sword in the air, and the long sword with a high cold light of more than one person flipped backwards in the air several times with jade-colored firelight, and flew back into Jian Xuanfeng's hand.

"Sword Intent Secret Style: The Wind Passes Without a Trace!"

The sword intent on Jian Xuanfeng's body became more and more intense. That sword intent contained a hint of wind in it, and the long sword in his hand rotated at high speed like the bit of an electric drill.

The spinning sword body brought a swirl-like wind flow, and the jade-colored flames also spun at high speed with this whirlpool!

The ultimate combination of wind and fire!

Jian Xuanfeng gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and suddenly stopped the rotation of the Wind Scar Long Sword, and then swung his right arm out horizontally. A storm of sword qi with wind and fire flew forward!

This storm of sword qi flew out of the ring like a lying tornado, heading straight for Chen Hao's location. If you are unguarded by this sword qi storm, it must be the end of broken bones and flesh, just like a piece of meat with bones falling into a meat grinder!

"Burial Soul Three Styles: King Ming's Angry Blade!"

As soon as Chen Hao made a move, it was an extremely fierce knife style!

Due to the restrictions of the ring, a ten-meter-high body of the Buddha condensed from purple soul fire appeared behind Chen Hao, this Buddha has three heads and six arms, and the six arms are holding guns, swords, knives, hammers, shields and swords, each of the three faces shows different expressions, the left face shows joy, the right face shows sadness, and the middle face is angry, and the hair on the top of the head rises like flames.

Chen Hao stepped out and slashed the Soul Burial Knife in his hand forward, and the Buddha behind him also moved!

Five of the arms let go of the spear, sword, hammer, shield, and sword they were grasping, and the six thick arms covered with muscles and flesh simultaneously held the blade of the Ming King that was burning with purple flames, and slashed towards the flying sword qi storm with Chen Hao's movements!

"Boom, boom!"

The blade of the Ming King in the Buddha's hand smoothly cut the lying sword qi storm in half, but the sword qi storm emitted by the sword Xuanfeng involuntarily shattered as if it was uncontrollable when it broke from the middle.

The astonishing wave of qi burst out when the sword style and the sword technique touched, and the flying sword qi and sword qi hit the golden light curtain rising around the ring like raindrops, and a faint ripple rippled on the light curtain, but the golden light curtain instantly returned to its original state. Because the attacks sent out by Chen Hao and Jian Xuanfeng were still at the ancestral level of combat power, they could not threaten the god-level strength of the defensive array.

After Chen Hao shattered Jian Xuanfeng's sword qi storm with one sword, his feet did not stop, the terrifying power of hundreds of billions of catties in his legs suddenly struck, his body flew out at high speed like a cannonball, and roared through the ring like a humanoid fighter, and the Soul Burial Knife in his hand slashed towards the top of Jian Xuanfeng's head with the quadruple strength bonus of the bronze arm!

Tens of billions of catties of ontological strength, plus ten times the strength bonus of the mysterious pattern, plus four times the strength of the bronze arm!

The 400 billion catties of huge power are all blessed on the Soul Burial Knife!

The Soul Burial Knife, which only had a supreme-level strength, began to tremble all over under the blessing of this ancestor-level power!

Jian Xuanfeng saw Chen Hao's crazy sword, and hurriedly raised the sword in his hand, he wanted to resist the power of Chen Hao's sword!

"Boom!"

The contact between the sword and the sword, the amazing power passed through the long sword in the hand of the sword Xuanfeng, as if a hammer with all his strength had driven down a prepared nail!

Under the gaze of all the saint-level powerhouses, Chen Hao slammed Jian Xuanfeng's entire body into the ground of the ring with all his might!

PS: The first update will be delivered today, and there will be a second update later. (To be continued.) )