Hearing his deep voice, he raised his hand to form a phantom sword and slashed at Murong Ziyun.
Murong Ziyun was attacked by the opponent just now. She was seriously injured and her combat power had dropped to less than 60%. It was impossible for her to take this attack again.
"Aunt Yun, be careful!" Chi Xiaoxuan, who was not far away, shouted loudly.
She wanted to go up to the rescue, but she was also suppressed by a sixth-grade holy emperor, and her intentions were insufficient.
call out!
At this moment, a blood-red arc-shaped sword light shot out quickly.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom sword of the sixth-grade Saint Emperor was blocked, and the strong air wave knocked Murong Ziyun away again for a distance of two to three hundred meters.
"Mom, how are you?" Ling Hao used Phantom Trace to quickly come to his mother, with a worried look on his face.
"Hao'er, don't worry, mom is fine!" Murong Ziyun raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and responded.
"Mom, please adjust your breathing first!" Ling Hao roughly checked his mother's body and felt relieved.
"Boy, I didn't realize it. Your skills are pretty good, but you blocked my attack so easily..." At this time, the old man of the sixth-grade Saint Emperor looked at Ling Hao and said.
However, before he finished speaking, Ling Hao flipped his wrist and an arc-shaped sword shot out again.
"Boy, you are really looking for death. I will let you know right away what is the meaning of heaven and earth!" The old man obviously did not take Ling Hao's knife seriously.
If he were to know that Ling Hao had killed an eighth-grade Holy Emperor just a minute ago, I don't know what he would think.
While speaking, the old man also activated the move just now, and faced it with a phantom sword.
However, the next moment, his expression stiffened.
Ling Hao's arc-shaped blade tore through his attack as if he was in no man's land, and then the force flashed past his neck.
puff!
A head soared into the sky, blood spurting out like a pillar.
With Ling Hao's current combat power, it would be easy to kill a sixth-grade Saint Emperor.
call!
After killing the old man with one knife, Ling Hao dodged and rushed towards Chi Xiaoxuan.
The old man on the other side saw Ling Hao kill a sixth-grade Saint Emperor with his own eyes, so he naturally didn't have any courage to confront Ling Hao.
Seeing Ling Hao rushing towards him, he quickly ran away behind him without any hesitation.
However, his teleportation speed was obviously not as fast as Ling Hao's, and he was caught up by Ling Hao before he ran a thousand meters away.
Then, there is no more.
After a flash of sword light, the old man's body split into two and fell from the air, his flesh and blood blurred.
"Sister Xuan, are you okay?" Ling Hao looked at Chi Xiaoxuan and asked loudly.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me, go help Mr. Wu!" Chi Xiaoxuan responded.
"Okay!" Ling Hao nodded and rushed towards Mr. Wu's direction.
Bang!
Just when Ling Hao killed the sixth-grade holy emperor, the eighth-grade holy emperor a thousand meters away was thrown away by a burst of purple flames blasted by Zi Ling.
A large amount of blood poured out of the mouth of the eighth-grade holy emperor, his sternum was at least half broken, and his expression was distorted.
Previously, when Zi Ling came out of Ling Hao's body, he was very excited because he knew very well that this must be the 'source of spiritual veins'.
This is one of the two main goals for their group to come to Tianlong City. If they can capture the 'source of spiritual veins', he will be a great hero.
However, just after he and Zi Ling fought for a round, he knew that he was overthinking.
There is no way he can win this. Whether he can save his life is still unknown!
