With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yang Hao stood motionless and shook his head slightly, the meaning was self-evident.

In the face of Yang Hao's contemptuous approach, King De and Meng Gang were furious, and the protrusions of the joints of their hands continued to make the sound of fried beans.

If you are a martial artist who is four or five times out of the ordinary, these two will admit it, but you dare to speak so wildly as a double cultivator.

This situation is like a little brother suddenly jumping up and slapping the eldest brother a few times, and he is still proud.

Meng Gang's face was slightly pale, he wiped off the blood stained at the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and made a vague movement with his left hand, and after glancing at Yang Hao's position with great anger, his body sank, and it was still a gray energy that suddenly rose, and a somewhat vague python-tailed monster cow phantom slowly emerged.

After Wang Jue smiled at Yang Haoyin, a flame rose above his arm, wrapping this arm in it, and his strong fist was as hot as a soldering iron.

"Oh?" The two of them suddenly exploded, Yang Hao's brows twisted slightly, and then his fists stretched out from the thunder pill in his body, and the abundant thunder and lightning energy surged out, a blue thunder flashed, and the clothes were windless and automatic, and then the thunderbolts were like thundersnakes, covering Yang Hao's fists with a one-foot-thick thunderbolt armor, which looked terrifying from a distance.

Yang Hao's footsteps flashed, his body quickly raised, his fists carried the sound of thunder and thunder, and he took the first step towards the two.

"This?" "This?" Red Makeup looked stunned, in this kind of scene, one enemy and two still chose to hit hard, and the jade hand covered the small mouth of the boss, and suddenly felt that the brain capacity was not enough.

A hint of joy flashed in Wang Jie's eyes, if this Yang Hao relied on his extremely fast speed, even if two people shot at the same time, he might not be able to hit, but this kid dared to take the initiative to attack, then if you want to die, you can't complain about grandpa and me.

"Flaming Fist"

"Python Bull Strength"

Wang Jue Meng Gang and the two of them, their bodies jumped up, and they greeted each other left and right, with a thick smile on their faces, as if this Yang Hao was going to die.

"Hey!" Wu Yan got up with difficulty, looked at Yang Hao's extremely irrational actions, and sighed slightly, obviously not optimistic about Yang Hao.

Almost a breath later, Yang Hao collided with Wang Du and Meng Gang with a majestic thunderbolt fist.

"Bang!" The four fists faced each other, and a violent sound suddenly erupted, and a wave of qi centered on these three people surged in all directions.

Yang Hao's fists controlled the power of thunder and lightning, and when he just touched the flame fist and the python bull strength, he began to burst into a fierce collision, and the thunder was encircled and eaten by the two major forces, seeing that the power of the thunder was slowly weakening.

A hideous smile flashed across Wang Jie's face, but this didn't last long, and a panicked and even frightened look rose on his face.

Yang Hao was indeed a little struggling, the corners of his mouth curled, and he operated the three major thunderbolts in his body, and a purple thunderbolt burst out above his fist, and with a bang, the purple thunderbolt began to reverse the situation, overpowering the power of the flame and the power of the gray python at an extremely fast speed.

"Dong" Meng Gang couldn't bear it first, he had suffered a little injury before, but now his knees were even worse, and the whole person knelt directly on the ground, and the gray energy in his hands was just struggling to support.

Wang Jue looked at Zi Lei who was about to break through his Flame Fist, and glanced at Meng Gang, who was about to be unable to hold on, and his pupils flashed with a sly and ruthless color.

The body suddenly turned to the side, and the scorching flame power of his fists was suddenly withdrawn, and in Meng Gang's unbelievable shock, he lifted a kick and kicked Meng Gang's body straight towards Yang Hao's fists full of devastating purple thunder.

Then, then stepping on the back thrust behind Meng Gang, he jumped up, and stood on a tall canopy with a frightened face on his toes stepping on the branches.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, the power of thunder and lightning completely destroyed the gray energy, and the lilac fists shattered Meng Gang's fists inch by inch, and the huge qi directly lifted Meng Gang's body straight out.

In mid-air, the purple lightning completely rushed into Meng Gang's body, the thunderclap sounded loudly, and as soon as he landed, his body fluttered, his head tilted, and he was not breathing.

His eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this king would kill him next time.

"I didn't expect you to be so despicable! I can do it myself!" Yang Hao withdrew his fist, his eyes glanced at Wang Jie, who was still panting for a long time above the canopy, and said with a look of disgust.

"Hmph! Don't use words to provoke me! This Meng Gang's death is definitely on your head!"

"Wait until I go back and tell Brother Aofeng about this! ”

He exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, stepped lightly on the branches, and galloped towards the other side.

Yang Hao didn't pursue, turned his face sideways and smiled lightly at the position of Red Makeup and Wu Yan.

"Don't worry!, he won't go far!" he snapped his fingers and shouted.

"Explode me!"

At the sound of an order, a popping sound sounded. It turned out to be a violent electric spark that exploded on the waist of Wang Jie, who was far away in the air.

With a flash of lightning, a bowl-sized crack was torn in his waist, and blood flowed out sideways for a while, Wang Jie's face turned pale, and his body was unstable and fell straight from the sky.

Wang Jue looked pale and panicked at Yang Hao, who was slowly walking over like a grim reaper, and kept crawling backwards with his hands, and said hoarsely.

"Don't come, don't come!"

Yang Hao was quite disdainful of this kind of person, his feet flashed, and his one-handed claws were like an eagle grabbing a chick, grabbing Wang Jie's collar and bringing it to the front of the red makeup, and slammed it on the ground.

"I'll leave this bastard at your disposal"

was already seriously injured, and a large piece of his waist was cracked, coupled with Yang Hao's rude treatment, which made Wang Jie's already pale face even whiter.

Red makeup looked at Wang Jue, who was weak on the ground, her pretty face was covered with frost, she stood up tremblingly, tapped the storage ring on her palm, and a three-foot stainless steel long sword appeared out of thin air.

Red makeup held the long sword, the sharp blade slowly moved on Wang Jie's body like a breeze, looking at Wang Jie's somewhat frightened look, red lips slightly opened.

"Don't you want me?"

After the blade slashed sharply down through the lower abdomen, the long sword stopped at a position that was extremely important to the man.

Such a move made Yang Hao, who was on the side, feel his scalp tingle.

A cold light came from below, making the weakened Wang Jue tremble, and cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"It's Aofeng! It's Aofeng who taught us to do this!"

"And he also named you people in the Southern Imperial City to lose their money, and even said that it was possible to keep all of you here. Wang Jue seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and poured dirty water on Ao Feng's body one by one.

"But that's not enough for me to let you go!" Red Makeup held a long sword, his gaze extremely cold.

Looking at the increasingly cold eyes of the red makeup, Wang Jue swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said suddenly.

"I have a secret about Aofeng"

"And this secret is about the Spirit of the Wood!"

The three of them were taken aback, but the red makeup obviously felt that Yang Hao's face changed, and the spirit of the wood was definitely extremely important to Yang Hao.

"Say it!" Red Makeup comprehended, pulled out his long sword and stabbed it fiercely on Wang Du's arm, a stream of blood rushed out, and Wang Du let out a miserable roar.

"Hahaha! I'm not a fool! I want you to promise me to spare my life, or I won't say it even if I die." At this time, Wang Du's body was covered in blood, and his cloak was like a ghost, and he roared with a resolute face.

"Okay! I promise to let you go!" there was an inexplicable smile on the red makeup girl's face.

After Wang Jue glanced at it, he spoke slowly.

"That Aofeng gathered a group of people in this group of contestants early. ”

"Most of them are used to plunder the other participating squads"

And he himself led a small group of people to catch the spirit of wood on the Qilian Mountain. ”

"It seems that there is also a soul array called Twelve!" Wang Jue said with some doubts.

"Twelve Soul Locking Arrays!" Yang Hao blurted out.

"That's the name!" Wang Jue nodded, and then asked

"Since I've said it all, then I can go. After speaking, Wang Jue stood up with difficulty, covered the blood still flowing from his waist with both hands, and walked towards the other change.

"Do you know this Twelve Locked Soul Array?" Yang Hao asked in his mind.

"That's nature, this thing is also our rune master's specialty, and the creator of this formation is me. ”

Just as Yang Hao and Bai Lao were communicating in the sea of brains, a cold light flashed, and the long sword slashed through Wang Jie's neck, and the blood flowed non-stop in an instant.

"You, you are despicable" Wang Jue clutched his throat, his eyes were extremely unwilling, and after a while, his pupils lost focus, and his body fell straight down.

"We women are very fickle! Don't you know?" said slowly, as Red Makeup withdrew his long sword and looked at Wang Jue with a cold face.