The door was shattered, and the entire hall came into view. The main hall is splendid, carved dragon and phoenix. There was a dragon chair above the main hall, and a yellow-robed man on the dragon chair was trembling. Han Hao snorted coldly in his heart, how could this unplanted product be the king of a country.

Han Hao couldn't help but cheer up, there was a middle-aged man standing in front of the dragon chair. The man was dressed in black and armor, holding a cross halberd, with scars on his face and his eyes extremely cold. There is a mysterious law in every breath, and it is clear that he is a master of first-class cultivation like Han Hao, but the operation in this person's body is not aura, but true qi. It proves that he is not a qi practitioner, but a martial artist. In the same realm, martial artists are always more difficult than qi practitioners!

The man looked at Han Hao slowly, and a smile on the corner of his mouth slowly expanded, not the kind of mocking smile, but the kind of smile that the master was heartily excited to meet the strong.

"Being able to kill that eunuch under that circumstance proves that you still have some strength, report your name, there are not many people who can interest me in the first-grade realm. ”

Han Hao sneered: "My name is Han Hao, I am here to take the emperor's dog life today, whoever stops me will kill whom." ”

The man was not angry, and said with a smile: "I am surprised that I can escape from Yang Zhen's hands, and I am looking forward to your strength." My name is Wu Ji, you just experienced a big war, do you need to recover and fight me again?"

The Emperor shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Kill him quickly, do you think you are playing a game?"

Wu Ji waved his backhand, emitting an invisible true qi The emperor was directly slapped off the dragon chair, his left cheek was swollen, and he looked at Wu Ji innocently.

Wu Ji snorted coldly: "What are you? Dare to point fingers at me? You dare to give orders to me even if you don't even pay attention to Yang Zhen?"

Turning to look at Han Hao, he smiled kindly: "Do you need to meditate and breathe?" ”

Han Hao shook his head, and the aura was injected into the wing blood, and the wing blood suddenly burst red, waiting for the battle. The Qi Rejuvenation Pill is slowly recovering its aura, but the aura in its body is only forty percent, which means that against it, you can no longer use the Half Moon or Imperial Qi Gangtian, which has a lot of aura loss.

Wu Ji moved, the speed was surprisingly fast! Han Hao didn't dare to hesitate, he shifted his shape and changed his shadow in a hurry, and the wings in his hand swung sharply, colliding with Wu Ji's black halberd. The halberd collided with the winged blood, with the two of them as the center, and a strong wind pressure spread out in all directions, and the window paper in the main hall was broken by the air waves, and the emperor was overturned by the air waves like a rolling melon gourd, rolling several times before stopping, his nose was blue and his face was swollen. Hurriedly staggered up, ran outside the main hall, and out of the main hall, he saw a white-robed martial artist who killed his corpses all over the ground with one as a thousand, and the blood flowed like a river, and he immediately ran back again, closed the door of the hall, and hid behind a pillar to peek at Han Hao and Wu Ji fighting.

Han Hao's wing blood collided with the halberd, and a strong energy came from the sword, rushing straight to his wrist, and Han Hao almost couldn't squeeze the wing blood in his hand. The man is an extremely rare innate divine power!

The halberd brought a gust of wind and struck at the top of Han Hao's head, Han Hao lowered his head to dodge, the halberd swept by, the tip of the halberd swept to Wu Ji's back, Wu Ji's aura gathered on the halberd shaft and poked at Han Hao. Han Hao opened the mountain with a sword and collided with the tip of the halberd, and both of them were shocked and took five steps back.

Han Haoyi's blood was swirled with red aura, and the second wave of swords swung out, and the red qi blade continued to swing towards Wu Ji. Wu Ji swung the halberd violently, forming an impermeable defensive barrier. The cyan aura attached to it, and Wu Ji waved his halberd to maintain the defensive barrier while slowly moving towards Han Hao.

The red aura collided with the cyan barrier and turned into dots of aura. Han Hao's wrist flicked, and a dagger shot towards Wu Ji with a terrifying wind, Wu Ji pinched his fingers, and the dagger froze strangely in the air, lost the strength to move forward, and fell to the ground.

Han Hao was extremely surprised in his heart, his dagger contained a fierce dark energy, if Wu Ji took it hard, the dark energy would explode, Wu Ji would only suffer a little, but the formation would inevitably be chaotic, and it would be a quick solution when the time came. Unexpectedly, Wu Ji easily saw this, and used a spell to freeze the dagger, and the dark energy was also sealed and frozen, and it could not explode again.

For the first time in the year of cultivation, Han Hao couldn't help but be a little excited when he met such an opponent of equal strength.

Wu Ji also smiled, he was conceited that he had rich combat experience, profound martial arts, and it was difficult to find an opponent among the monks of the same realm, but he didn't expect a monk who was much younger than him to fight with him, and in the case of insufficient aura, it can be said that he will meet an opponent in chess, and he will meet a good talent.

Wu Ji's mind moved, and the surrounding aura gathered wildly, attached to the halberd, Wu Ji threw the halberd violently, and the shout in his mouth shook three miles: "Dragon Fall Kill." On top of the halberd, the red aura and the black aura were mixed, and a black mad dragon was faintly revealed, which was letting out a silent roar, shooting all the way towards Han Hao. The floor was sunken as if it had been pressed by a real dragon, and the floor of the entire hall was covered with huge cracks.

The dragon fell and shot at Han Hao, Han Hao felt that his qi was actually locked, and there was no way to avoid it, and the winged blood opened the mountain with a sword, colliding with the dragon fall. Wing Blood was shaken off his palm by the tremendous force and fell to the ground, his palm covered in blood. This force still couldn't be completely dissolved, and it took ten steps back to lose its strength and stop its body.

Wu Ji rushed forward again, and a strange figure appeared in front of Han Hao. Han Hao's index finger and middle finger condensed a fierce qi, and stabbed straight at Wu Ji's throat, and when this finger poked, Wu Ji was definitely killed. However, an inch away from Wu Ji's throat, Han Hao's fingers trembled slightly, and then stopped. Because, at the throat of Han Hao, there was already a short sword, and once Han Hao made a move, he would definitely be pierced through his throat first!

Wu Ji put away the short sword, and his smile was as warm as the March sun: "You won, I know that you don't have much aura, some spells and martial arts can't be used, and you can still fight with me like this in the case of lack of aura, you are really powerful." ”

Han Hao returned to the sea of qi and said with a smile: "You are still more powerful, the sword is already against my neck." ”

Wu Ji put away his smile: "Awesome is awesome, don't be modest, the next time we meet, I hope we can have a good fight." ”

Han Hao nodded and said, "Definitely." ”

Wu Ji picked up the black halberd and put it into the space ring. A palm blasted out, and the top of the main hall was suddenly blasted open a big pit, and Wu Ji swept straight out, nowhere to be found.

Wu Ji is gone, it's time to kill the emperor. Han Hao looked around and couldn't help but be a little amused. The emperor was hiding behind a pillar, and he hid with the help of the pillar to block his figure.

Han Hao was a little speechless, didn't this guy know that masters could hear people's heartbeats at a short distance? This guy's heartbeat was so fast, even the third-grade monk heard it, what was the use of blocking it with his body.

With a flicker, Han Hao appeared in front of the emperor. The emperor held a long sword in his hand and was trying to pull it out, but he didn't know if he was too scared or if he had no strength to be pampered all year round, but the long sword was like rust and died in the scabbard, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

At this time, the emperor's heart was filled with fear and remorse, if he hadn't blindly suppressed and even tried to exterminate the Han family, how could he have made this situation? He is not too old, he still has a lot of years to live, he still has thousands of miles of land and countless beautiful concubines, and he still doesn't want to die.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world. Han Hao knocked the long sword in the emperor's hand away with one palm, and lifted the emperor's clothes, the emperor was so frightened that tears and snot flowed together, and a foul smell came from under his crotch, and he was so frightened that he was incontinent.

When Han Hao seriously considered whether to shoot this guy to death or pinch this guy to death, a long arrow hit the pillar, and the body of the arrow was all submerged in the pillar, which showed its strength.

Han Hao broke into a cold sweat, this kind of crossbow is an army configuration, and it is generally used to defend the city. A broken crossbow as large as a small elephant can only fire one short arrow at a time, but it is a deadly threat to second-grade monks. And Han Bin was still fighting the enemy alone outside at this time!