The two sides of the decisive battle are mainly two people, among which the Shura side is a burly middle-aged man, holding a magic knife, the magic weight of this magic knife seems to be able to suck people's souls just by looking at it.

Shura Emperor, I don't know why, these three words popped up in Wu Hao's mind, and it seems that there are only these three words that can match the identity of this person.

At the feet of the Shura Emperor is a black dragon, hundreds of feet long, with a single horn that reaches to the sky, the size of the dragon's head is like a hill, a pair of dragon eyes are more like two huge lanterns, glowing with fierce light, it has four huge dragon claws, each dragon claw can easily catch and kill a group of heavenly warriors.

Led by the Terran coalition was a man shrouded in golden light, unable to see his face clearly, only to see that he was carrying a golden long sword behind his back, and under his feet was also a giant dragon.—the difference was that the dragon under his feet was golden, slightly smaller than the black dragon under the feet of the Shura Emperor, but more powerful.

And in the crowd, a woman like a bright moon was standing on top of a crystal chariot looking at the man shrouded in golden light, her eyes were full of softness and calm.

After coming to this world, Wu Hao has seen a lot of beauties, if you divide these beauties into three, six, nine and so on, there are still firsts and lasts, among them, Tang Xiaoxuan, who is as bright as Haoyue, and the delicate and lovely Ning Zhu are naturally invincible, and others like Wen Lingbo and Yue Wuzhi can only be regarded as close to perfect, and the woman in front of her who is standing on the chariot like a moon god is definitely the same grade as Tang Xiaoxuan and others!

"It's strange, there is actually a feeling of familiarity...... Wu Hao's heart instantly flooded with this feeling, and then he laughed dumbly, maybe buddy feels familiar with every beauty.

The surging drums of war have been beaten, this is the blood-boiling drum, the clarion call for attack.

The drums are beaten by four giants who stand tall in the sky, each with a war hammer made from the leg bones of an ancient giant elephant, and the drum skin is the legendary Kui Niu.

Every time the drums are struck. The surging beat of the drum can make the blood boil.

The battle has begun, and every time the Shura Emperor on the opposite side swings the magic sword, several or even a dozen heavenly warriors on the human side die, and the man led by the human is also very domineering, he does not draw his sword, but just keeps waving his fists.

With one punch out, the movement in all directions, his golden fist instantly achieved eternity.

Wu Hao 'saw with his own eyes' that he had blown up the nine Heavenly Martial Artists of the Shura Clan with one punch, whether it was the flesh and blood of the Shura Clan or the Divine Blade. Beneath his fists were like broken copper and iron, shattered into pieces.

Shattered Fist!

Three words popped up in Wu Hao's mind, he knew that this was to pass on the boxing technique to him, and he could even personally experience the pleasure of shattering more than a dozen Heavenly Martial Artist blades with one punch and destroying the flesh of the Heavenly Martial Artist in the Miè Shura Clan.

Men should be like this, move forward bravely, blood-stained armor, Wu Hao is also enthusiastic.

In a trance, Wu Hao felt that he had become the man headed by the human race, and he personally experienced the bloody battles. A hearty feeling.

The bloody battle was in full swing, and the style changed again, and the man's fists suddenly turned into palms, and he raised his palms. It was like a groundbreaking battle axe falling from the sky, only to see a phantom figure pass in front of a group of Shura opponents, and then more than a dozen strong men of the Shura clan fell from the sky like dumplings.

None of these Shura powerhouses were injured, but they were all dead. Because their souls are gone, and they have all been cut off with the palm just now.

Soul Palm!

It is not for the body, but only for the soul. This is more difficult than attacking the physical body.

Soul Palm, Palm Soul Palm, this is the content of the second scroll.

The style changed again, the man's palms were drawn in the void, and an obscure and mysterious breath rippled in the void, only to see a dragon-like pattern formed in the void, with a range of hundreds of meters, the man played this pattern, and all the Shura who was shrouded in the range of the dragon fell from the sky like dumplings.

They are still alive, but they are dead, it is a double seal of body and soul, and whoever is sealed is a lump of dead flesh, the body does not move, the soul does not move, as if time has stood still in him for a moment.

Seal the Heavens!

Sealing people, sealing demons, sealing the heavenly seal, this is the content on the third ancient scroll.

Seal the sky, to the extreme, even the sky can be sealed, and it is a double seal for the body and soul.

Wu Hao was immersed in these three martial arts, and the blood-boiling battlefield in front of him had become a stage for him, he seemed to be one with the man's figure, and he could even feel that a woman was standing on the chariot not far away, looking at him with tenderness.

The Broken Body Fist, the Soul Palm, and the Seal of Heaven were used one after another, and one by one the unlucky Shura became the guinea pig in Wu Hao's hands, and he was miserable.

......

Seeing Wu Hao enter the library on the ninth floor, Long Caixia's heart was full of relief, don't look at her as the caretaker of the library, but not every time she can enter the ninth floor, the ninth floor of the library is very strange, it seems that he has his own consciousness, he only lets the people he likes enter.

In the past twenty years, she has only had three chances to enter the ninth layer by luck, of which the hat is five times, and the other three vice deans are only once, Wu Hao can enter this time, which can be said to be an unavoidable opportunity.

"Brother Long, your disciple has better qualifications than you. Long Caixia muttered to herself: "Don't worry, your revenge will be avenged soon." ”

Long Caixia pushed open her door and entered her room.

There was a bed in the northeast corner of her room, and when she came to the bedside, she naturally wanted to sit down at the head of the bed, but she was momentarily stunned because there was an extra person on her bed.

Long Caixia's bed has one more person, one more man!

"How is this possible?" Long Caixia was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the appearance of the person in front of her clearly, the spiritual power in her body rippled like a tsunami.

"Who is it?" Long Caixia rushed out of the room, standing high in the air and looking around, only to see a white dress quickly disappear into the distance.

"Dragon Pavilion Master, what's wrong?" Feeling Long Caixia's abnormality, the vice dean rose to the sky, looked at the dignified Long Caixia and asked, "Is someone trying to trespass on our Yueyang Academy?"

"Ao, it's okay, it's okay......" Long Caixia smiled awkwardly, "It's me who made a fuss, Dean Dugu don't mind." ”

Although confused, Dugufeng still fell to the ground, then shook his head and returned to his room.

After Long Caixia landed on the ground, she pushed open the door of the room, and there was a man on her bed who she was very familiar with and longing for.

"Your disciple said that you are dead, but in your current state, are you alive or dead? If you are dead, why do you still have breath, but if you are alive, why are you unconscious, from the time calculation, you have been in a coma for several months!"

......

In the nine-story Yueyang Tower, Wu Hao fell into a wonderful realm, he closed his eyes, and a person in the empty room either punched, or palmed, or sealed, a mysterious and huge aura formed in his fist, palm, seal, and then bombarded the ancient scroll in front of him, and the ancient scroll in front of him exuded a misty luster, swallowing his strength, and there were countless Shura clans in the ancient scroll falling.

The door of the library on the ninth floor flickered, and a woman in a white dress walked in, and when she saw Wu Hao in front of her, the woman was taken aback.

"It's strange, someone actually came earlier than me, I came here by relying on the heavy treasure of the master, what does this person rely on?" The woman in white moved lightly to Wu Hao's side, and when she saw that the person in front of her was Wu Hao, the woman was taken aback.

Wen Lingbo, if Wu Hao hadn't fallen into this magical state, he would definitely be able to recognize that the woman in front of him was Wen Lingbo, Chu Gan's cousin and Xiangguo Wen Siyuan's granddaughter.

"Emperor Wu Three Styles!" After seeing the three moves that Wu Hao was performing, Wen Lingbo was suddenly shocked.

Wu Hao didn't know what was going on with the three moves he was practicing, but the well-informed Wen Lingbo knew that what Wu Hao was practicing now was the famous Emperor Wu Three Styles, which was a technique that ruled an era and a nightmare for countless Shura clans back then.

"Wu Hao actually got there before me. Wen Lingbo looked at Wu Hao, who had fallen into the realm of enlightenment, and his beautiful eyes flickered.

She also came here for the three styles of Emperor Wu, before she came to Yueyang City, her master had focused on explaining her several questions, among which the nine-story library pavilion of Yueyang Academy was where she had to come, she wanted to come here to bring back the inheritance of Emperor Wu, but Yueyang Academy was a tiger's den in Longtan after all, not a place where anyone could come, the library pavilion was the top priority of defense, and the pavilion master Long Caixia was not a vegetarian, so Wen Lingbo had been preparing through different channels, and this time he came here with the help of the heavy treasure of the master。

"The master requires that he must bring back the inheritance of Emperor Wu here at any cost, and make it clear that if he finds that someone has learned the three styles of Emperor Wu, he will bring this person back to the master at any cost, Wu Hao, I have no grievances with you, but the master's order is difficult to disobey, as long as I am offended. Wen Lingbo saluted Wu Hao, and then reached out and grabbed Wu Hao's neck, she wanted to forcibly take Wu Hao away, interrupting Wu Hao's enlightenment process.

"Fairy Izumo, don't you feel like you're going too far?" A cold voice sounded, Wen Lingbo was shocked, one is because the person who came actually appeared beside him unconsciously, then this person's strength must be extremely strong, and the other is because the other party opened his mouth and called out his own master.

Fairy Izumo, how did she know that I was from the Izumo sect?

Wen Lingbo turned his head violently and looked at the woman behind him, Rao has always been full of confidence, and Wen Lingbo must admit that this is the only beauty he has seen in his life. (To be continued......)