Chapter Twenty-Four: Battle Flying Spirit

That silver light came to Zhou Hao's eyes in an instant, the speed was comparable to lightning, and the surrounding disciples all felt a sense of tension, not to mention Zhou Hao who was in the field.

However, Zhou Hao is not stupid, he was already on guard when Feiling came out of the fairy party, and he saw that the flying knife that lingered with blazing lightning pierced Zhou Hao's chest at once, but then Zhou Hao suddenly turned into a cloud of mist with a bang, it turned out that this was just a doppelganger.

"Fake, a clone?"

"Awesome, why didn't I think of that?"

"Stupid, do you think you have the speed of someone's house?"

The disciples outside the arena were also relieved at this time, obviously affected by the extremely tense scene just now.

Feiling Huo Ran turned around, and Zhou Hao was standing in front of him, only one meter apart.

"Sure enough, you have some skills?"

A handsome young man with silver hair spoke, his pupils were even silver, Zhou Hao could feel that the person in front of him was indeed not simple, at least much more powerful than the quadruplets.

"It's the first time I've seen a disciple using a secret weapon. Zhou Hao slowly pulled out the fairy sword in his hand.

"Yun Fang's disciple, you worshiped the wrong master. Fei Ling said coldly.

Boom!

Zhou Hao swept the fairy sword to attack, Fei Ling resisted with the flying knife in his hand, and the two of them fought fiercely on the platform of this square, and every time the immortal weapon collided, it would emit brilliant light, and one circle after another wave of qi spread to a hundred meters away.

The battlefield moved up, Zhou Hao and Fei Ling had already hit the sky, this was the top of the highest peak, the clouds were rising, the fog was filled, and now the two of them rose into the air more like stepping in the clouds, but soon the surrounding clouds dispersed.

To be precise, the cloud has been split, and now Zhou Hao's cultivation has increased greatly, and every time he swings his sword, there are thousands of sword shadows that appear at the same time to bombard and kill the enemy, but the flying spirit speed is first-class, leaving only the remnants of the Dao in the clouds, his footwork is unpredictable, and his body has some fading, and for a while, Zhou Hao's sword shadow can't hit him.

Shout!

The electric flying knife was sent out again, but this time it was three knives at the same time, and the white clouds disintegrated directly in a burst of breaking wind, as if a mountain had collapsed, and then the sound of two metal collisions was heard, and the flying knife was blocked.

In the sky, Zhou Hao was hanging in the clouds, but blood was dripping from his right hand holding the sword, and a delicate flying knife was obliquely inserted in his arm, and the clothes on the arm were all scorched black, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"That's ...... Zhou Hao was injured, Fei Ling's flying knife hit him?"

"Is Zhou Hao defeated?"

......

The disciples who were watching in the square below exclaimed, and in the battle just now, they could only see the dazzling light lit up in the clouds from time to time, and they also heard the sound of weapons colliding and immortal arts crashing into the air, but the two of them were fighting in the clouds and could not be seen, and now Zhou Hao's appearance really made them a little worried.

On the other side, Fei Ling also came out, still with silver hair flying, fluttering out of the dust, his whole person was not injured in the slightest, standing in the clouds as if he was about to ride the wind.

"You're defeated!"

Fei Ling's indifferent voice in the sky reached the ears of every disciple on the platform in the square, and it immediately caused an uproar.

"Yes, there is no doubt about the strength of Feiling, Zhou Hao has only cultivated the Immortal Dao for twenty years, how can he win!"

"Hmph, the new disciple who doesn't know the height of the sky is still delusional to defeat the old master. ”

"This Zhou Hao is already very strong, after all, the four sons of Deputy Hall Master Ao have few opponents when they join forces, no matter what, after today, Zhou Hao can be regarded as one of the top ten disciples of Yun Miao. ”

The onlookers expressed their personal opinions, some felt sorry for Zhou Hao, some ridiculed Zhou Hao, and some remained neutral.

"Your flying knife is indeed fast, which I really admire, but it's too early to say that I lost, right?" Zhou Hao said with a smile on his face.

"You still want to fight me?" Fei Ling said.

"As long as you and I don't lie down, the duel will not be over!" Zhou Hao said.

Looking at Zhou Hao's right arm, Fei Ling frowned slightly, and then spoke again: "I don't believe you have the strength to defeat me, let's go back and recuperate, Yun Miao still needs you in ten years." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Hao immediately laughed, and everyone below looked at him like this, one by one, and felt that Zhou Hao was either a person who couldn't afford to lose or a fool.

"Let me tell you a digression, are you Yu Nan's suitor?" Zhou Hao said suddenly.

"It's not. Fei Ling was succinct and to the point.

"Then why are you standing there with her?" Zhou Hao smiled.

"What kind of nonsense are you?" Fei Ling said coldly.

"I just want to confirm one thing, because I heard that you are not Yu Nan's opponent, and the reason why you stand in the fairy party is not to love her, so there is only one reason, you fought with her and lost, right?" Zhou Hao said.

"You ......" Fei Ling was speechless for a while, he stared at Zhou Hao, feeling that this person was a little confusing.

"Yu Nan said that she wanted to fight me, but she turned a deaf ear to the actions of you fairy parties, which means that I don't even have the qualifications to fight her, if I lose today, then I won't let her tail rise to the sky?"

Zheng!

On the clouds, there were thousands of sword shadows, Zhou Hao seemed to be holding a sword emperor, all the sword shadows around him were floating and trembling in the pressure of that fairy sword, and all the qi sword shadows locked on Fei Ling.

"Then I'll let you fail completely!" Seeing the situation, Fei Ling fired seven flying knives in a row, and his footsteps disappeared in the blink of an eye in the clouds, and his entire body was completely fainted, merging with the white clouds.

Thousands of qi swords rushed to kill, the sword roared in the sky, and the clouds piled up like mountains were directly shot into honeycombs, and this area of the sky was completely clean, only the blue sky and no white clouds.

The people below screamed again and again, originally thinking that the battle would end like this, but the two people on the cloud just came to rest for a while, and now it is the moment when the big battle has completely begun!

The seven flying knives dragged the gorgeous tail, leaving a silver mark in the sky, but when the sword shadow swept the whole field, they were still all cut off, after all, even the black sledgehammer of the quadruplets had been split by Zhou Hao before.

Under the blue sky, Fei Ling appeared, his body surface was surrounded by a circle of silver light, and the sword shadow just now could not be cut off, at this time Zhou Hao shot again, he landed from a higher sky and flew down, pinching the fist mark in his left hand, and the strength of his whole body was gathered there, only to see that fist burst out with brilliant golden light, like the hand of the sun.

Fei Ling didn't retreat, but his right arm was also glowing, but it was a brilliant silver light. At this moment, his footwork reached the extreme, and he stepped in front of Zhou Hao in just a few breaths, and the two collided together with a bang, and a roar sounded in the sky.

A huge storm of energy overflowed and spread, and the two figures under the sky collided like two meteorites colliding, and a circle of light shook out and wiped out all the clouds in the surrounding sky, and there was a fire in the sky, burning the void and melting the clouds.

In the splendid Yunmiao Immortal Palace, the three hall masters were all shocked by such a scene, no one thought that a disciple who had only been here for a few years would actually have such a high Dao line, and the battle with Fei Ling was really a chess opponent.

"What a Zhou Hao, with such strength, my Yunmiao Immortal Hall really has another good disciple!" In the main hall, Yunmiao Shangxian smiled slightly.

"I'll have to call Yun Fang to ask later, his apprentice is really surprising, even my four sons will be defeated by his apprentice, I'm very curious about his training methods. A burly middle-aged man said unconvinced, he was the deputy hall master Ao Xiu.

"The training method must naturally send Zhou Hao to the depths of the leyline, where one year of cultivation is equivalent to five years, which means that Zhou Hao now has at least a hundred years of Taoism, but it is impossible to beat your son alone, the key is the child's talent and chance!" Cao Mengda's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

There were two figures in the sky falling rapidly, it was Zhou Hao and Fei Ling, their blow was too shocking, and the disciples in the square below trembled in their hearts, how many can fight to such a point?

At this moment, half of Zhou Hao's body is stained with blood, both his and Feiling's, in addition, his left arm has spasmed, his hand bones are even more broken, and the entire palm has become a bloody palm, and the same is true for Feiling on the other side, the snow-white clothes have changed greatly, and there is no longer a little bit of the dust that was floating out of the dust before, the blood contaminates the red shirt, the tiger's mouth in his right hand is cracked, and a blood-red mouth spreads to the elbow, his ribs are broken several times, and his chest is dented by Zhou Hao's fist.

With two bangs, the two of them fell to the square platform at the same time, fortunately, the blue brick floor was hard enough, and even Jin Xian's full force could resist it, otherwise the floor would have to be smashed through.

"Brother!"

Cao Shuang shouted, he wanted to go over to see how Zhou Hao was doing, but in the end he didn't take a step, and the two seemed to be still conscious.

In the crowd, Su Qing was peerless in white, she stared at Zhou Hao who fell to the floor, her beautiful eyes revealed a little worried, even she herself was a little strange, how could a new disciple who had only met him a few times and had not spoken a few words let her have this kind of emotion?

And the other person, Yu Nan, a beautiful girl wearing a red slim skirt, didn't think so, looking at Zhou Hao who fell to the ground in the field, she sneered and said nothing, feeling that this apprentice who "killed his brother and enemy" looked much better lying than standing. However, she soon felt that this battle did not seem to be as good as she expected, and when Fei Ling fought with her before, the two were also fiercely fighting, but in the end, she still defeated Fei Ling at the cost of some injuries, and Fei Ling's injuries were not as heavy as they are now!

But now, a small new disciple can actually make Fei Ling look like this, although he himself is also miserable, but it also fully shows the strength of this person, and from now on, I am afraid that no one will stop his rise.

"No, I can't fall yet, I can't fall. Zhou Hao foamed at the mouth, and the right side of his face was in close contact with the floor paved with blue bricks.

Although the whole body seemed to fall apart, the pain was terrible, and there was a strong feeling of dizziness in his head, but Zhou Hao was still holding on, and he wanted to stand up.

The fleshy palm was propped up on the floor, Zhou Hao slowly stood up, and the sharp pain from the wound would hurt his brain if he moved slightly, and that feeling was worse than death!

But he finally managed to hold on, and he stood up tremblingly in the midst of everyone's astonishment, his eyes more determined than ever.

"Next, Yu Nan, I'm going to fight you!"