Lu Huaijin's voice was calm.

But every word is like a sledgehammer, hitting the heart of the person present.

Is this the mentality of a strong man?

Guan Ping sighed while healing his wounds.

Xu Hao was stunned, and his palms holding the two swords became even tighter.

He would not believe the other party’s nonsense. Even if the other party says it reasonably, he has his own path to practice martial arts, so how could he believe the other party’s one-sided words?

"Please!"

Duan Tiangang forced his skills and used his rapid body movements to hand the boy to his side. Cui Xiaohu's eyes burst into tears, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

The powerful man named Lu Huaijin seemed to have absolute confidence and could suppress everyone present, so he let Duan Tiangang hand over the boy to Xu Hao.

Xu Hao was happy about this. He tied the boy to his back with a thin rope and fixed it. Only then did he turn his divine eyes and look around, looking for a place to break through.

No matter how confident he is, he will not stay here to fight with the other party.

Dealing with a powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm has already made him risk losing his life. If two powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm joins, it would have taken his life directly. What's more, Lu Huaijin is obviously stronger than the fat man in the beard.

"Strong? Are you strong?"

Ye Wuque glanced lightly and said casually.

"oh?"

Lu Huaijin looked at Ye Wuque. He could have seen the extraordinaryness of the swordsman. Since he didn't ask the fat man in the guise, he thought that the two Great Perfect Warriors who died tragically in the Qi Condensation Realm were killed by the other party.

"Then call me and learn it?"

Lu Huaijin's eyes were like torches, rising sharply.

Immediately afterwards.

The true qi of his Zhoutian was rotating, like a meteorite falling to the ground, pressing down on him.

"escape!"

Xu Hao shouted sharply.

The rest nodded.

The space is like a mountain of Budao, and the stinging pain in everyone's skin.

At this time, Guan Ping had only the idea of ​​"escape", and he could not wait for a moment. Since his debut, he had never encountered such a tenacious enemy. Moreover, he was already scratched by the fingers of the fat man with a whisker and suffered heavy injuries. He would never be able to take the next attack again.

He suddenly bit his tongue and tasted the bloody smell. Then ferocious blood appeared on his face, and blue veins all over his body suddenly rose, as if some kind of taboo secret technique surged.

He is not used to fight with people, but to run away.

immediately.

He was like an arrow leaving the string, shooting towards the opposite direction.

Every time he stepped, his figure seemed to be lighter, and he took more than ten feet away in one step, but he did not dare to look back at all and stepped forward with all his might.

Within a moment, he ran a hundred meters away and was about to enter the dense jungle to cover the traces. When he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden chill behind him, and then he heard a faint voice:

"The third form, the white crane shines its wings!"

The fat man with a beard spread out his palms and fingers, raised them high above his head, and then gently slashed down. A sharp blade of true energy was cut out in the air, like a white crane flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.

This move is not fancy at all, like shaking your head casually.

Guan Ping's whole body was shocked. The injured back broke and penetrated it, and the blood sprayed. He could not move forward at all. He stood there and could not move.

A hundred meters away, a half-step spirit gathering master was seriously injured with one palm.

"Is this the real magical power of the powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm?"

Xu Hao ran wildly while thrilling.

This is a half-step spirit gathering, which can easily crush the great perfect existence of the Qi Condensation Realm. It is only half a step away from the true spirit gathering realm. However, this half step is like a natural barrier and cannot be overcome!

The opponent's last palm was silent and killed a hundred meters away!

His heart was full of fear, and Xu Hao even used the ape strike technique to the extreme, leaving faint afterimages along the way, kicking up the dust in the sky, and such a momentum was really desperate to escape.

"I didn't expect that I still lost the game and died here. I'm so cruel..."

He said fiercely, Guan Ping's breath became weaker and weaker, his eyelids drooped down weakly, and his whole body fell to the ground with a bang.

Guan Ping, who had gathered spirits in half a step and had not yet been exposed, fell down!

"Like ant!"

The fat man with a beard said coldly.

"I will lead him away, and the rest will depend on you!"

The shocking sword light flowed from Ye Wuque's body, causing him to rush quickly, like a galloping flying sword.

He looked at Xu Hao and said solemnly.

"you......"

Xu Hao was a little moved. The other party’s friendship with him was just a chance meeting, but he was able to help him in such a dangerous time.

Why did he help himself?

However, before Xu Hao could express his doubts in his heart, Ye Wuque had already carried the surging sword power toward Lu Huaijin. Around him, the wind was the sword energy, and the sword energy was the wind, surging endlessly, accompanied by the hot golden flames, the sound was extremely terrifying.

"Boy has a genital!"

When Lu Huaijin saw Ye Wuque dared to rush over, he couldn't help but praise him.

"Take care of yourself!"

Xu Hao roared.

He glanced at Cui Xiaohu, who was so scared that his face was pale, and ran towards the depths of the woods regardless of everything.

If the land here is too wide, he will become the other party's living target.

While running, he made up his mind.

This friend Ye Wuque.

He has made a deposit!

If the two of them could meet each other alive, he wanted to compete with each other's swords.

Then.

The scenes on both sides of the eyes were blurred, and behind his head, Xu Hao ran quickly.

This moment.

Xu Hao only felt how close death is to him.

"Big brother, I'm afraid..."

Cui Xiaohu on his back whispered softly.

"Don't be afraid, let's see how the big brother teaches these bad guys a lesson!"

Xu Hao comforted him.

call!

A violent roar came from behind, causing Xu Hao's eyelids to jump.

"Where to escape!"

The fat man with a beard was running at lightning speed, almost reaching an incredible level.

As soon as Xu Hao heard his voice, the other party rushed over.

Xu Hao had no choice but to run while protruding his mind, control the Qingyue Sword, and flew backwards.

He didn't have to look back at all, the scenes and sounds behind him all came into his mind.

The flying sword pulled up a sword light that soared into the sky.

The sword was particularly rapid with the blessing of Xu Hao's spiritual thoughts. It directly pierced a sunken white arc in the space ahead, which was extremely sharp, as if even Vajra could have two pieces of one sword.

"He knows how to fight swords?"

The frivolity on the fat man with a beard disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a strong solemnity. He thought the other party was a lamb to be slaughtered and could play with him at will, but who would have thought that Xu Hao was powerful and galloping with his sword.

With the momentum of the flying sword in the air.

The fat man with a beard was sure that if he was killed, even if he was killed, he would probably not be able to escape death!
Chapter completed!