"You are finally willing to show up!" The white-haired old man said in a deep tone, raised his hand and struck at the ghost-hand fisherman.
His purpose was to take the opponent's life, so he did not hold anything back when he struck. A hurricane rolled up in the void and swept towards the ghost-hand fisherman.
With his strength, if this move hits, the Ghost Hand Fisherman will probably say goodbye to this world.
The ghost-hand fisherman naturally knew that he couldn't take this move, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
call out!
At this moment, a blood-red sword light cut through the void, crashing into the white-haired old man's offensive like a bolt of lightning.
boom!
A loud noise spread across the sky, and the white-haired old man was immediately shaken back two to three hundred meters, and his blood surged in his heart.
"Who?!" The white-haired old man stabilized his figure and looked in the direction of Ling Hao and the others and said in a deep voice.
Boom! Boom!
At the same time, the pair of young people fell into the middle of the lake one after another.
Both of them were seriously injured and had no power at all, so they could only flop in the water subconsciously.
"Chi'er, Yoona!" After a brief daze, the fisherman with ghost hands rushed towards the lake.
"Kill him!" the white-haired old man said loudly.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Before he finished speaking, six or seven people behind him took action at the same time, and violent winds blasted towards the ghost-hand fisherman.
"If you want to kill him, ask us first if we agree!" The voices of Qinglong and others sounded at the same time.
"Xuan Pang, you are responsible for saving people!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice.
"Copy that!" Xuan Pang replied and rushed towards the lake.
"You dare to meddle in the Holy Blood Sect's business, you are so impatient!" the eighth-grade holy man from the other side said angrily, and then attacked everyone.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" Murong Xu replied and then raised his hand to greet him.
The next moment, the two sides were fighting fiercely.
"You are really looking for death!"
The white-haired old man headed by the other party roared angrily, and then blasted out more than a dozen violent gusts of wind towards Ling Hao.
"Ignorance!" Ling Hao replied with two words in a deep voice. At the same time, he flipped his wrist and used the Blood Shadow Sword Technique to attack.
Bang!
The two men's attacks collided again, and the old man was still slightly inferior, being knocked away by a hundred meters by the sword light.
"If you want to die, I will help you!"
The old man was furious. He was a master of half-step God Emperor, but he was forced back by an eighth-grade holy opponent twice in a row. Thinking about it made him angry.
After he finished speaking, Jinzhi activated his trump card.
The next moment, a huge skeleton image transformed from true energy was seen floating in the air, and then it opened its mouth and crashed towards Ling Hao, creating a hurricane in the void.
Ling Hao didn't intend to continue to fight with him. He flipped his wrist and formed the Tyrant Sword Art to face him.
boom!
The sword screen that destroyed the world slashed hard on the skull, and the opponent's offensive dissipated in an instant.
The force of the sword did not diminish, and then it slashed straight at the opponent, and the powerful sword fell on the lake.
There was a loud noise in the lake, as if a depth charge had been detonated, and at the same time a huge curtain of water rose up, creating a shocking formation.
The people on the shore looked at this scene and were no longer in the mood to watch the excitement, and retreated back as hard as they could.
"How...how is it possible?!"
The white-haired old man looked in the direction of Ling Hao and said something with difficulty, then split his body in two and fell towards the lake.
"Deputy Sect Master!" Seeing this, the other six or seven people on the other side cried out in pain at the same time, their expressions distorted.
