Seeing that Luo Xun was so arrogant, the writer smashed the sledgehammer to the ground, and a whirlwind blew around him, and his momentum began to rise. He stared at Luo Xun fiercely, and said, "I didn't beat you to death last time, but this time you think you can do it, right?"

The corners of Luo Xun's mouth twitched slightly, and he was about to return his mouth when an air explosion sounded on Yang Hao's side, and a sword had already stabbed him. The vast sword qi also turned into a river at this time, and the momentum of thousands of horses rushing towards him was terrifying.

An Yaowen flicked the knife, and then ran towards Wenhao, and the flames burned from him, bringing up a fiery red dazzling tail flame. When he was still about ten meters away from Wenhao, he appeared in the air like a flash of red light, and slashed with a knife. Behind him, a huge flame formed a fire giant in armor, also holding a knife in his hand, which slashed down with his movements. On the path of the Flame Broadsword, the water produced by Luo Xun's cold ice aura in the air quickly evaporated, and white gas flew up along the Flame Broadsword, constantly making a "snort" sound.

"Fatty, it's my Vulcan blade!"

The writer's face sank into the water, and his legs bowed slightly. He only heard a "whew", and a strong wind blew out of his legs, and his body flickered and disappeared. That's an afterimage!

"Hey?" An Yaowen's place was suddenly covered by a shadow, and he was still wondering what was going on with Wenhao, but when he looked up, he found that Wenhao was a little above him. He opened his mouth slightly, a little incredulous. The writer is such a big person, he was still on the ground a moment ago, and he didn't use the space spirit weapon, but he actually came to him at this time, no matter how you look at it, it feels fake, right?

The writer still had a calm face, and the giant hammer he raised was being wrapped in the hurricane wind, and then smashed down with a hammer.

Rumble!

The ground shook suddenly, and there was an explosion in the center of the field, and a strong wind swept through, and the dust that rushed into the sky filled the entire field.

Luo Xun covered his face, separated the dust with aura, and couldn't help but say, "Suo Mingchang still has a fire thunderbolt?"

Just when he was confused, the dust in front of him was suddenly torn apart, and Yang Hao slashed over with a sword. Luo Xun swept his sword and wanted to block Yang Hao, but Yang Hao's sword was so powerful that he was directly beaten to the ground and scratched a trace of four or five meters.

Yang Hao chased after him again, and swung out another sword. Luo Xun could only defend passively, and was constantly beaten back by Yang Hao. Yang Hao's aura is very special, that vast aura is very heavy, and the front is hard and Luo Xun is just over him. But the disadvantage of Yang Hao's aura is that the consumption of moves is relatively large, so Luo Xun is just passively defending, wanting to wait for him to consume almost before counterattacking.

In the middle of the dust, a red light swayed, and the dust was gradually dispersed, and An Yaowen, who was wearing a flame armor, was standing in a pit. It can be seen that the position of the chest armor is a little dented, and there is also a blood stain on the side of An Yaowen's mouth. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the flames on his body became more and more intense, and his face was very gloomy.

The writer carried a giant hammer into this flying dust, and the wind swirled around him, blowing away the dust around him. "Your life is very hard, I can't beat you to death this time!"

An Yaowen touched his chest, stared at Wenhao with a cruel look in his eyes, and said, "I really underestimated you! I didn't expect you to be so big and have such a speed!

"Are you saying I'm fat?" Wenhao sneered at his lips, and then, a surprising scene appeared. I saw that his bucket waist suddenly thinned, and the wide clothes fell, wrapping him like a robe. He grabbed his chest with his left hand and tore his clothes apart, and it was full of strong muscles! Chest muscles and abdominal muscles, one by one, were spread on him, and the bronze reflected the light, making An Yaowen open his mouth wide. The writer's face became blurred, and gradually changed to a different face. The appearance is not much different from his previous appearance, except that the fat on his face is gone, and it has become angular and bronze.

Suo Mingchang, who was sitting under the stone, had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly: "Do you really think Dahao is a fat man?" Heh, he just changed his face a little because that body was too intimidating and would make the people around him look scared. ”

"Is it just a little?" Yuan Ling had already come down from the stone at this time, held a pill and stretched it out in front of Suo Mingchang, and said, "This is for healing, eat it." ”

Suo Mingchang was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly, stretched his head and swallowed the pill handed by Yuan Ling. He just smiled happily and didn't say anything thank you. At this moment, he felt happier than ever.

Yuan Ling shook his head helplessly, and didn't bother to bother with Suo Mingchang, just stood beside him like that, quietly watching the battle. She didn't know why, but in the face of Suo Mingchang, she just couldn't get angry. I don't know if she has an indifferent personality, or if Suo Mingchang is more special. She just didn't want anything to happen to Suo Mingchang, like, five years ago.

Boom!

Luo Xun kept retreating in Yang Hao's attack, and he sneered at the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter, Yang Hao? Why is your strength much smaller now than before? I remember that you were able to knock me back several meters with a single sword before, but now you can only let me retreat step by step? What? You have no strength? You haven't eaten? Hahaha!"

"Bastard!" Yang Hao scolded angrily, slashed with a sword, and the vast aura formed a wave to rush towards Luo Xun, knocking the latter directly into the ruins.

Rumble!

The ruins exploded directly, and the cold air extended from the middle to the outside, and all the rocks along the way froze. Luo Xun walked out of it wearing an ice armor at this time, and the cold air on his body slowly rose. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned. "Since you're almost exhausted, it's my turn!"

Bang!

Luo Xun stepped on the ground, and all the ice on the ground shattered, and then rushed towards Yang Hao with him. He held the sword in both hands, pulled it back, and stabbed it out again, and the broken ice spun upward, turning into an ice edge and stabbing out with the sword.

Yang Hao gritted his teeth and pushed the sword out horizontally to block the sword. But he was in a very poor state at this time, and there was not much aura left, so he was directly hit by Luo Xun's sword and flew out and crashed into the ruins behind.

"Hahaha!What's wrong Yang Hao?Didn't you have a lot of momentum before?Why did you lose so quickly?You also have today!Hahaha!" Luo Xun held his sword diagonally and kept laughing wildly. is also a super power young master, he has always been pressed by Yang Hao, and every duel with him is a fiasco! This feeling of beating Yang Hao is the first time for him! It's really happy!

In the ruins, Yang Hao stuck his sword on the ground and supported himself to stand up. The corners of his mouth were also bloodstained, he was wearing a light blue armor, and his left hand was caressing his chest, constantly gasping. If it weren't for the fact that he had experienced three battles in turn before, and when he heard that Suo Mingchang was in crisis, he immediately rushed over, and he didn't take a break, and he wouldn't have been able to beat Luo Xun!

Well, there's only one way!

An Yaowen looked at Wenhao's sturdy appearance, and couldn't help but be a little afraid. No wonder that the speed suddenly erupted before, and he was not a fat man at all! It seems that he has to find an opportunity slowly!

The writer didn't wait for An Yaowen to think about the strategy, and ran over in stride, wrapped in a strong wind. He swung his hammer, and a tornado blew by. Then he hammered at An Yaowen, and a terrifying wind pressure pressed down.

An Yaowen hurriedly dodged the more and more, but the wind pressure brought by Wenhao was extremely strong, making him move slowly. Wenhao hammered two meters in front of him, and suddenly the gravel flew up, burst out under the impetus of the strong wind, and hit him. He held his knife in front of him, blocking the blow of the rocks.

Wenhao caught up again, and with a hammer out, he crashed into An Yaowen's knife, knocking the latter out of the air. Then he slammed into the ground again, and a crack burst forward, and a strong wind raged out of it, blowing out countless pieces of rubble.

An Yaowen gritted his teeth, facing Wenhao, he felt very powerless. The Wenhao's attack was so ferocious that it covered a large area with a single hammer, and his speed was extremely fast, it was simply unstoppable! He didn't dare to fight hard, so he dodged again.

"Are you just going to hide?" the writer sneered, then jumped up directly, and slammed it again.

Click!

Cracks cracked, a large area of the ground shattered, and strong winds rushed out of it. His hammer covers an extremely wide area, and there is a strong wind stirring wildly, An Yaowen can't dodge it.

"Drink!" An Yaowen shouted angrily, and the flame aura in his body rolled up, and with his slash, it slammed into the strong wind. Suddenly, the two forces squeezed each other, tearing the ground underneath apart.

At this moment, the writer threw the giant hammer out and smashed it into the flames.

Rumble!

The giant hammer pierced directly through the flames, and slammed into the ruins behind An Yaowen. The flame armor on An Yaowen's body had shattered, and blood was spurting wildly from his mouth. He looked at the dissipated flames and strong wind unwillingly, looked at the writer who was standing there, and then took out the disciple token and crushed it, and escaped from this space.

On Yang Hao's side, Luo Xun swept out with a sword, and an ice blade slashed out, knocking Yang Hao, who was supporting his body with a sword, into the ruins. While waving his sword, he laughed wildly: "What's the matter, get up, haven't you eaten?"

Suo Mingchang looked at the arrogant Luo Xun, with a fire thunderbolt in his hand, but he didn't throw it out. He just watched quietly, as if hesitating about something.

Yuan Ling glanced at him and said, "Won't you help him?"

Suo Mingchang frowned and said, "He and Luo Xun's affairs, I don't like us to interfere. ”

"But if you don't help him, he will definitely not be able to beat Luo Xun now. ”

Suo Mingchang exhaled, then put away the fire thunder and said with a smile: "I believe him!"

Luo Xun walked all the way to Yang Hao, and saw the latter sitting on the ground covered in injuries, unable to even maintain the spirit armor. That's right, the light blue armor on Yang Hao's body is made of spiritual energy, not a spiritual weapon. He has never worn defensive spiritual weapons, and in his opinion, relying too much on spiritual weapons will not make him really stronger. For Yang Hao's idea, Luo Xun liked it very much. "That's the price of your conceit!"

Luo Xun stabbed out with a sword and stabbed Yang Hao's heart. He is very happy now, he knows that Yang Hao is the type who would rather die than give in, so he will not run away. If he doesn't run, then he will definitely die!

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth floated slightly, that was not mockery, it was confidence! That kind of confidence, Luo Xun's eyelids jumped!