"Okay!" The old man in gray robe nodded in response.
Afterwards, the two of them each used their trump cards to attack Ling Hao.
Ling Hao had already sentenced the two of them to death in his heart, so he activated the Overlord Sword Jue without any hesitation.
The results are self-evident!
Although the two opponents were both in the late second-grade realm, there was no way they could block the attack of Ba Sword Jue.
The sword curtain fell, and a thousand-meter-long ravine opened on the mountain. At the same time, the body of the old man in gray robe split open, and the two halves of his body collapsed to the ground, covered in blood and flesh.
Although the old man in black robes was still breathing, all the meridians in his body had been severed, leaving him unable to recover.
The mask on his face also shattered, revealing a very ordinary face with nothing special about it.
Gulu! Gulu!
The old man in black robe collapsed on the ground, a large amount of blood gushes from his mouth, and there was an endless look of disbelief on his face.
He obviously didn't expect that Ling Hao's combat power was so strong, and he was much better than it was more than a month ago.
Ling Hao glanced at him casually, then turned around and rushed past the others in the battle circle.
The battle between Lu Yue's group and the three opponents was getting intense. The two sides fought for dozens of rounds and were considered evenly matched.
However, with the addition of Ling Hao, the battle ended in less than two minutes.
None of the three opponents could block his blow. Without exception, all their bodies were chopped into two pieces and fell to the ground, with blood flowing all over the ground.
After dealing with the three people, Ling Hao strolled up to the old man in black robe.
Then, with a flip of his wrist, three silver needles shot into the black-robed old man at high speed.
"You...what are you doing..." A look of panic appeared on the old man's face.
The meridians all over his body were severed, and his Dantian was also destroyed. He could no longer activate any power, and even if he wanted to commit suicide, he could not do anything.
"Ah..." Before he finished speaking, he let out a hysterical scream.
Then he started rolling all over the ground, his face looked extremely ferocious, he was covered in cold sweat, and he was obviously suffering from huge pain.
"Stop...stop..." After about thirty seconds, the old man couldn't bear it anymore and screamed out in a miserable voice.
puff!
A strong gust of wind shot out from Ling Hao's hand and disappeared from the old man's heart.
Whoops! Whoops!
After the pain disappeared, the old man breathed vigorously as if he was exhausted, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.
"Answer a few of my people and I'll give you a pleasure!" Ling Hao said calmly.
"You...what do you want to ask..." The old man hesitated a little and then spoke with difficulty.
"Which sect are you from?" Ling Hao asked.
"Holy... Holy Sky Sword Pavilion..." The old man had nothing to hide anymore.
"You are lying to ghosts!" Zhuihun scolded: "The old guys in Shengtian Sword Pavilion are all swordsmen, where are your swords?"
"Yes...it's true..." The old man swallowed: "We were worried that King Xi would guess our identity, so we deliberately didn't bring our swords..."
"The people sent to Dongzhou are also from your Shengtian Sword Pavilion?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
"Yes...yes..." the old man nodded in response.
"Who is leading the team, and what is their specific cultivation level?" Ling Hao frowned.
"Yes... he is the fourth elder of our sect. He is a late-stage first-order supreme master..." the old man said.
"Trouble!" the judge on the side yelled angrily: "You actually sent a Supreme Realm expert to Dongzhou?"
