After the loud noise, Ling Hao and Lu Min flew two to three hundred meters away at the same time.
After Ling Hao's cultivation reached the seventh-level realm, his combat power was enough to compete with the strong men at the ninth-level realm under the premise of activating the Overlord Sword Art.
Originally, Lu Min could attack through mental power, but unfortunately, he met Ling Hao, a thousand-year-old prodigy whose mental power was not inferior to him.
Therefore, Lu Min will be unable to do anything to Ling Hao for a while!
"You are so courageous, you actually dare to take the bloodline of the Xuanyuan tribe!" Lu Min calmed down for a moment and then looked at Ling Hao and said.
"And you dare to display it in such a grand manner, I really admire you!"
Obviously, he also knows the dragon-shaped mark.
And he also believed that Ling Hao must have obtained Xuanyuan's bloodline through some secret method.
"Who told you that my bloodline came from someone else's body?" Ling Hao replied lightly.
"Haha, what a joke!" Lu Min replied coldly.
"If you are a member of the Xuanyuan clan, how could you be serving in the capital? The Xuanyuan clan and the capital don't wear the same pants!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Hao and his tone dropped.
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. If you can still survive if you give me another slap, I will let you live today!"
call!
After he finished speaking, he started again. This time, his aura was much stronger than before.
Judging from this posture, he is probably trying to display his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.
"Take my slap!"
The next moment, he shouted loudly, and a huge palm appeared in the void.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom's palm shot down towards Ling Hao like a small mountain.
For a moment, the surrounding air surged wildly like a tornado, and the entire void was turned upside down.
"Brother Ling Hao, be careful!"
"Brother, be careful!"
Several people thousands of meters away shouted at the same time. Even though they were thousands of meters away, they could feel the terror of this palm.
call out!
Just as Ling Hao was holding the Crazy Sword in his hand, he was about to activate the Tyrannical Sword Technique again.
An ancient sword formed by the condensation of true energy shot towards the phantom's hand as fast as a white horse passing through the gap.
laugh!
As if entering an uninhabited place, the ancient sword of Zhenqi easily passed through the palm of the phantom, disappeared directly from Lu Min's heart, and passed through.
The next moment, the scene fell into a dead silence, and the pressure in the void disappeared.
"Half...half step to the Holy..."
After a while, Lu Min struggled to say a few words, her pupils expanded rapidly, and then she fell straight down, and a large amount of blood flowed out from under her body.
hiss!
There was a burst of exclamation from all around, and everyone looked at Lu Min, who was lying motionless on the ground, dumbfounded.
One move! Just one move!
A strong man at the ninth level of the Supreme Realm was instantly killed with one move!
It’s really scary!
"Supreme Elder!" A group of people from the Fengyun Sacred Sect shouted in pain and ran over one by one.
At the same time, Lu Yue, Xuan Chenxi and others also ran to Ling Hao's side.
The people of the Feng Family and the Chuangshi Dao Sect stared solemnly at the figure flying in from outside the wall.
It may be a bit exaggerated to describe it as "flying", but the visitor is indeed flying in the air!
