"Look at what you can. ”

Shen Lu's face was calm and unwavering, and he even showed a little disdain, deliberately yawning and tickling.

However, behind the surface that seems to be as stable as an old dog, there is a lot of panic.

The audience in the audience can't stand it, but it's just a little kid, what does it mean to be so arrogant?

"Little hairy boy, that's a top-grade magic weapon!"

"That is, you can look down on Wang Hao, but you can't look down on those magic weapons!"

The fish scale sword is the thing that was passed on to Bai Yiqiao before the previous Yanfeng master sat down, and many disciples only heard its name but did not see it.

And the few people who know something about the fish scale sword are even more turbulent in their hearts at the moment.

Bai Yiqiao actually gave Wang Hao the things passed down by the past generations of rock peak masters, what does this mean? Could it be that Wang Hao, who has average qualifications, is the next generation of peak masters in Bai Yiqiao's eyes?

Could it be that this move was intentional?

"Hmph, stinky boy, if you have any ability, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Wang Hao sneered and pointed his sword at Shen Lu.

Suddenly, a billowing black gas filled his body, and a sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves came from inside.

"Terrible!"

"What is this? Witchcraft!"

A few ordinary disciples who were close to the ring couldn't hold it, and they spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in their hearts and mouths, and their faces looked a little better, and their eyes looked at Wang Hao with a little more awe.

Early in Level 5?

A simple momentum can shock people, but it's only a few days, how can the ordinary Wang Hao become so terrifying?

"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

Shen Lu raised his eyebrows, and the playful meaning on his face turned away.

I didn't expect that it had only been seen for a few days, and my cultivation had risen by leaps and bounds, even if it was knocked out of drugs, but the realm was there.

It's just an ordinary action.

It made him instinctively feel a deadly threat in an instant.

Wang Hao's eyes closed slightly, and he said softly, "Make a move." ”

At the same time, somewhere on the main peak of Tianxingmen, two old men who gave people the impression of being masters outside the world played a chess game, and they were evenly matched.

The right hand of the man holding the sunspot trembled slightly.

"Huh?"

"You feel it too?"

"Go check it out. ”

Subsequently, the figures of the two disappeared strangely, leaving only the endgame on the plate.

In the ring, Shen Lu pursed his lips and took a breath, thinking that he would continue to improve his cultivation in retreat, and he would be at least seventy percent sure in the ring on this trip, but now he sees that it is not even thirty percent.

"Scared?"

Seeing that Shen Lu didn't move for a long time, Wang Hao chuckled, and dozens of lights and shadows surged around his body, each of which was exactly the same as the deity, and even the breath and the fish scale sword in his hand were lifelike.

"The opportunity has been given to you, but you don't cherish it, so don't blame me for being rude!

A total of eleven Wang Hao firmly surrounded Shen Lu from all directions, and stabbed out with a sword!

"Bells and whistles!"

Just when everyone in the audience was dazzled, Shen Lu was unmoved, and stepped out, and the aura was infused into the Qinghong Sword, causing bursts of sword roars.

"Qianyuan Sword Technique, First Style, Break the Stream!"

Reflexively, the Qinghong sword was picked out diagonally.

A thin line that could be seen by the naked eye immediately spread out, slowly and quickly, and a strange and unincompatible feeling arose from above the thin line.

"Level four!"

Someone in the audience suddenly exclaimed, and suddenly these two words appeared in the minds of countless people.

How terrifying is it that a child who is only twelve or thirteen years old already has such a cultivation?

If it is allowed to grow, the future is simply limitless.

"Ridiculous!"

I've never heard of any sword-breaking tricks, so I want to defeat him because of this?

As soon as this thought arose in Wang Hao's heart, his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw that the thin line unswervingly bypassed several lights and shadows around him, and slashed straight towards his neck.

The black gas in the place where it passed was like snow meeting the sun, melting in an instant!

"What kind of move are you?"

Wang Hao sensed that something was wrong, and immediately turned to attack and defensive, and the dozens of phantoms that originally surrounded Shen Lu came to Wang Hao in the blink of an eye, resisting the thin line with all their might.

Seeing that thin line getting thinner and thinner, the forward trend is still not decreasing.

"But a fourth-level scumbag dares to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Wang Hao was in a trance and was extremely beaten by Shen Lu in front of the demon wolves, gritted his teeth, and reacted that it was not what it used to be.

"Broken!"

"Click-"

Suddenly, a black flame erupted from the fish-scale sword, and a sword stabbed out, and the thin line was instantly cut into two pieces.

The fish scale sword trembled, and his right arm was even a little numb.

"Huh!"

Wang Hao took a few steps back, paused, and glanced at Shen Lu indifferently, surprised but not strange, and said coldly.

"Yes, you have what it takes to fight me!"

"Aren't you just relying on a good baby, you're nothing without a sword, you're weak. ”

Shen Lu took advantage of it slightly, shook his head coquettishly, and sighed behind his back with one hand.

Behind him, cracks had already cracked on the Qinghong Sword that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and spiritual energy poured into it, and even a trace of it emerged from those cracks.

The high-grade and low-grade magic weapons are not as simple as they seem, and the avenue arts and sciences contained in them can only be built by monks above level seven.

And there are very few monks above level seven, so every high-grade magic weapon is left by the strong, contaminated with the breath left by the strong, although Wang Hao's cultivation is now low, and he can't exert his full power, even then it will surpass Shen Lu too much.

"That kid is amazing!"

With the fourth-level cultivation against the fifth-level cultivator, instead of losing, he had a slight upper hand.

Everyone in the audience admired Shen Lu, and many people felt a little sorry.

If he can grow up this time, he will definitely be a pillar of Tianxingmen in the future, but now he is standing on the platform of life and death, although one move has the upper hand, but who knows how much strength Wang Hao has used?

Wang Hao heard the whispers of everyone in the audience, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously, his body was black, and his anger suddenly rolled non-stop, took a step forward, and said loudly.

"You, kneel down, kowtow and admit your mistakes, maybe I can still keep your whole corpse, otherwise, don't blame me for Ling Chi. ”

Ling Chi, 3,600 knives, cutting human flesh with a knife, must ensure that the tortured person will not die before the cut, it is an extremely cruel kind of capital punishment.

Although he is not as good as Wang Hao in terms of strength, Shen Lu will not lose to him.

"Cut me, reward you with two big mouths, do you want to?"

"I'll show you my true strength. ”

Wang Hao looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances hidden in his heart.

"The Rock Sword is Floating with Ten Thousand Blades!"

The fish-scale sword came out of his hand and stood straight in the air, like a king of the prosperous dynasty.

The sword body trembled slightly, and the shadow of the sword appeared with ten thousand words.

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