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Chapter 1761 One Sword Determines the Victory

"kill!"

The ancestor of Wanlong opened his eyes wide, roared fiercely, and infinite divine power poured into the Wanlong bottle.

The Ten Thousand Dragons bottle began to rotate slowly, and the pattern of Ten Thousand Dragons on the bottle became more and more realistic, as if in the next moment, there would really be ten thousand real dragons flying out of the bottle.

Chen Hao's face became serious and he tightened the sword of life and death in his hand.

boom--

The Wanlong bottle suddenly tilted, with its mouth facing Chen Hao, and then a black light suddenly erupted.

This black light is filled with the aura of destruction, as if it can bring everything to death!

Crash--

Don't call it empty.

Even Cang Yuexing's avenues and rules began to fall apart.

This shows how terrifying this black light is!

"Little friend, let me help you!"

Although An Jiuge was so frightened by Wu Guang that his scalp was numb, now was not the time to be afraid. He walked with his sword and wanted to defend the enemy with Chen Hao.

The same goes for the white-haired old man. He has a death wish and a determined gaze. He is willing to shed blood in this battle, even if it means death.

Chen Hao did not persuade An Jiuge and the white-haired old man to retreat.

Because it's too late.

The Wanlong Bottle is worthy of being a quasi-emperor Taoist weapon. It is really scary. The black light that erupts is not only powerful to destroy the world, but also incredibly fast.

Therefore, Chen Hao could only activate the rules of the avenue with his wave of hands, forming an invisible high wall to block An Jiuge and the white-haired old man from behind.

Then Chen Hao didn't even have time to say a word. He immediately grasped the sword of life and death tightly and flew up into the air to face the beam of destruction.

A gust of wind blew by, and the corners of Chen Hao's clothes fluttered slightly.

The sword of life and death is simple and unpretentious in Chen Hao's hands.

Only above the sword's edge, a flash of ink-colored brilliance suddenly jumped up.

Chen Hao thrust his sword straight towards the beam of destruction.

In an instant, a wind blew thousands of miles away, and a majestic aura swept over Cang Yuexing.

A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind!

Chen Hao used Haoran's sword intention!

The Sword of Life and Death is the most promising weapon in the universe, and it is expected to become a Heavenly Emperor-level Taoist weapon in the future.

Haoran's Sword Intent was created by Li Taibai after spending half his life's experience and effort. It can be called the strongest Sword Intent in the world.

Chen Hao is the most talented person in history. His fighting power is astonishing in the past and will be astonishing for thousands of years. It will be remembered forever.

Now, Chen Hao holds the sword of life and death in his hand and wields the mighty sword intention. He is the most blazing light in all the heavens and worlds and in the vast universe.

This light can illuminate all things, tear apart eternity, and make you immortal!

The wind is still blowing, the awe-inspiring energy is still flying, and the sword light is still dazzling, so bright that everyone in Cang Yuexing can't open their eyes.

Behind the wall of rules built by Chen Hao, An Jiuge and the white-haired old man were worried.

They tried their best to break through the wall of rules, but they couldn't do it in a short time.

This made them anxious and at the same time deeply despairing.

They couldn't even break through a wall that Chen Hao casually built, which proved that they couldn't help Chen Hao at all.

If Chen Hao hadn't built this wall to block their way, they might have been killed by the aftermath of the battle between Chen Hao and Wanlong Ancestor.

"Little friend..."

"Mr. Chen..."

An Jiuge and the white-haired old man's eyes were red.

They couldn't see Chen Hao and were worried that Chen Hao would be killed.

Da da da…

At this time, there was the sound of blood dripping.

An Jiuge and the white-haired old man felt even more uneasy.

They strained their eyes and looked anxiously into the vast white light, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

suddenly.

The outline of a big hand appeared in the dim light.

Then the big hand suddenly tore it apart.

The dazzling light that enveloped the sky and the earth was torn apart like a curtain.

The light dissipated, and An Jiuge and the white-haired old man finally knew the outcome of the battle——

I saw Chen Hao dressed in white, holding a long sword, and stepping on the dark and huge dragon head of the ancestor of Wanlong. He was so heroic that he looked like a legendary god!

"Won!?"

An Jiuge and the white-haired old man were surprised and happy.

"Won."

Chen Hao grinned, smiling brightly, but blood was still dripping from the sword in his hand.

That is the blood of the Immortal Emperor, and one drop can kill dozens of immortal-level creatures.

This also gave Chen Hao, who was smiling harmlessly, a bit of invisible terrifying pressure.

"That sword strike just now determined the outcome?"

An Jiuge asked again. He was in a daze and couldn't believe it.

Chen Hao smiled and nodded:

"One sword determines victory or defeat."

Hearing this, An Jiuge and the white-haired old man both widened their eyes.

They know that Chen Hao is very strong.

Therefore, they have tried their best to estimate Chen Hao's combat power as high as possible.

Unexpectedly, even so, they still underestimated Chen Hao's combat power.

Chen Hao's combat power has gone beyond what ordinary people can estimate.

I'm afraid only Heavenly Emperor-level creatures can understand Chen Hao's terrifying combat power!

Chen Hao then lowered his head and looked at Patriarch Wanlong: "Do you have any last words?"

Ancestor Wanlong no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had just now, his head was drooped, and his energy was completely gone.

His defeat to Chen Hao was a huge blow to him. In addition, Chen Hao chopped off half of his body with a sword, so now he no longer has the ability to shout.

Ancestor Wanlong heard the death bell and knew he would not survive.

Before dying, Patriarch Wanlong only wanted to know one thing -

"Why can you beat me?"

Ancestor Wanlong's tone was filled with reluctance.

Chen Hao can beat him, naturally because Chen Hao is stronger than him.

But he just couldn't understand why Chen Hao could be better than him.

Chen Hao is a heaven-defying evildoer. He can actually kill him, the Immortal Emperor, with his cultivation at the peak of a True Immortal. He actually admits it.

After all, in history, although you can count such examples on your fingers, there are some.

When he met a genius like Chen Hao, it could only be said that he was unlucky, and he accepted his fate.

But, he still has the Ten Thousand Dragon Bottle!

Wanlong Bottle is a quasi-emperor Taoist soldier!

The blessing that Wanlong Bottle gave him can be said to be very, very, very great!

With the help of Wanlong Ping, there is no reason for him to lose to Chen Hao!

"It's actually very simple."

Chen Hao put away the sword of life and death and played with the Wanlong bottle.

It has to be said that the Wanlong Bottle is a valuable treasure as a quasi-emperor Taoist weapon.

Chen Hao has the Wanlong bottle, which can be said to be even more powerful.

Therefore, Chen Hao was in a good mood and didn't mind answering Ancestor Wanlong's questions:

"There are three reasons. First, you are too weak. Your strength is far inferior to mine. I can beat you with one hand."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Ancestor Wanlong's mouth twitched, and he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

Ancestor Wanlong stared at Chen Hao and almost burst into tears.

Although Chen Hao is telling the truth,... Chen Hao, you young man, can you not be so serious when you speak? Can you be more tactful?

What do you mean you can beat me with one hand? How can you talk to an old-timer like this? It's so abominable!

Ancestor Wanlong felt a little regretful. It seemed like he shouldn't have asked Chen Hao.

Originally, Chen Hao could let him die happily.
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