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Boom Boom Boom!

A loud noise came out one after another, and the firelight containing an astonishing scorching power exploded in the sky one after another, and everyone's cheeks were scorched from afar.

Every time the flame scythe collided with the black tortoiseshell shield, Ling Hao's body would shake violently.

The mountain phantom that shrouded his body began to break one by one, and it was also cracked apart, as well as the Earth Xuan Crystal Armor that was worn on Ling Hao's body!

This armor, which can be called a fine armor in the ground-level lower-grade defensive armor, has been damaged before. Now, because of Wen Xiang's blow that was enough to twist the sixth-order cultivator of the Living Seal Realm into flying ashes, under the effect of that terrifying power, more and more cracks appeared on the surface!

Yuan Li frantically poured into the black tortoiseshell shield in front of him, and after carrying the last flame scythe blade, Ling Hao had already rushed in front of Wen Xiang.

Wen Xiang frowned slightly.

If you use all your strength, even if it is a cultivation in the same realm, the weaker one will be slashed into ashes by the Flame Shadow Thousand Scythe, and it is so easy to be blocked by a fifth-order cultivator of the Yuantai Realm like Ling Hao?

Without saying a word, he slashed horizontally, trying to cut through the black tortoiseshell shield, and then cut off Ling Hao's head.

But the strange thing is that after the scythe collided with the black tortoiseshell shield, although the black tortoiseshell shield was shocked to the point that a large crack appeared, it forcibly blocked the scythe!

Wen Xiang was stunned.

The scythe in his hand is a stable ground-level high-grade weapon, under his powerful Yuan Force infusion, with a scythe, he can cultivate to an opponent lower than him, even if he is holding a ground-level low-grade heavy shield, he can cut it open.

But the black tortoiseshell shield in Ling Hao's hand was obviously not an entity, but after he blocked his own Flame Shadow Thousand Scythe Slash, he still carried the scythe behind him, which really made him feel unbelievable.

Not only that, after slashing the black tortoiseshell shield, Wen Xiang also clearly saw that the firelight on the scythe seemed to have become dimmed.

There was even a burst of biting cold that acted on Wen Xiang's hand along the sickle, and that feeling made Wen Xiang very uncomfortable.

It's just that although he felt a little surprised and uncomfortable, Wen Xiang's hand movements were not slow at all.

Seeing that he didn't cut the big shield with a sickle, Wen Xiang pulled his right hand fiercely, wanting to use the sickle to hook Ling Hao and the shield over.

At the same time as pulling the sickle in his hand fiercely, a cold light flickered in Wen Xiang's hand again, escaping the terrifying qi.

Raging darts are ready to go!

Seeing this, the corners of Ling Hao's bloodshot mouth raised slightly.

Almost at the same time as Wen Xiang exerted his strength, Ling Hao's sealed hands were loosened, and the black tortoiseshell shield that had already appeared densely cracked exploded, turning into black ice cubes as sharp as sharp blades, and the whole exploded towards the front of Wen Xiang's body.

And with the shattering of the black tortoiseshell shield, the sickle in Wen Xiang's hand was also hooked.

Because he had seen how amazing Ling Hao's physical strength was before, in order to be able to hook Ling Hao with a shield, Wen Xiang had a lot of strength this time.

Therefore, after the sickle hook was empty, Wen Xiangzai suddenly found it a little difficult to stabilize his body because he used too much force, and staggered back a step.

But it was this stumbling that allowed Ling Hao to seize the opportunity!

In the midst of the blazing flames, although Wen Xiang urged the scorching fire attribute Yuan Li Shengsheng in his body to resist the large black ice cube that burst out of the black tortoiseshell shield, before he could stand firmly, he was hit in the chest by two green dragon horns that flashed with thunder light from Ling Hao's chaotic fingers.

Bang bang!

Two loud noises came out, the thunder light exploded, and Wen Xiang, who was already unable to contain his momentum, fell to the ground uncontrollably under the impact of the Qinglong Horn containing amazing power.

And Xu Ke, who had already disappeared from his figure, suddenly appeared at the position where Wen Xiang was about to fall, and when he saw Wen Xiang falling towards him, he sneered, raised his hand and slashed at the back of Wen Xiang's head with an axe.

Before this axe was struck, there was already a terrifying sense of sharpness, and the outer robe of Wen Xiang's pharmacist robe was torn inch by inch, and the whole body was like countless fast knives swimming.

Wen Xiang didn't need to look back to know that this axe would definitely not be able to be carried by his body alone, his brows furrowed, and he opened his mouth to let out a loud shout:

"Get out of here!"

The blazing flames exploded, and a layer of armor that looked very primitive appeared on the surface of Wen Xiang's body, and his body was suddenly shrouded in a phantom that was indistinguishable from his body.

While!

A loud noise came out, and Xu Ke was directly bounced away by the phantom that protected Wen Xiang, and Wen Xiang took this opportunity to reverse the sickle in his hand, and after supporting his body, the angry electric dart in his left hand hit Ling Hao in front of him who seemed to want to continue the attack.

The blue light was like lightning, blazing incomparably, almost tearing everyone's vision.

Everyone's hearts were lifted.

With such a close distance, Ling Hao didn't have time to dodge!

Ling Hao's eyes were full of colorful light, but at this moment, there was a cold light flickering.

I'm not going to hide!

Because, this is the confrontation of the medicine master stream!

A cold light flashed in his hand, and the next moment, Ling Hao's steel nails shook his hand with the same piercing wind howl, bursting out with blazing light as they flew forward.

That light is also like tearing everyone's vision!

Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

Raging darts!

Ling Hao actually used the technique of angry electric dart to hit the steel nail in his hand!

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the steel nails slammed into the green copper dart bursting with blazing brilliance, and the debris flew everywhere.

Wen Xiang frowned, turned around and forced Mu Yunyan back with a sickle, and after shooting the turquoise electric mangs in his hand, he swung around, and three bronze darts bursting out with turquoise electric rays shot out.

This time, Wen Xiang's three bronze darts were more powerful and faster than before.

The three bronze darts were aimed at Ling Hao's eyebrows and eyes respectively, this style, in the medicine master stream of the angry electric dart, there is a very terrifying name, called Sancai Broken Soul!

Once you hit the eyebrows and eyes, your soul will burst open!

Silk!

A soft sound came out, and a feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake made everyone present faintly feel their scalps tingle.

Immediately after, nine steel nails that condensed into a multicolored snake shadow shot out from Ling Hao's hand.

After flying away from Ling Hao's hands, the snake shadow condensed by the nine steel nails instantly condensed into a sword that released a terrifying aura, slashing forward.

Nine Snake Slash Style!

When!when!

A crisp sound came out, and the three bronze darts containing amazing human power were directly blown out by the lightning condensed by the nine snake shadows.

The three broken souls have been broken!

Seeing this scene, Wen Xiang's face finally appeared in shock.

After slashing the angry electric dart, the sword light condensed by the snake shadow turned deftly in midair, and then slashed towards Wen Xiang's neck at an extremely fast speed.

(End of chapter)

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