The next moment, there was another fierce collision sound in the void, the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, and air waves flying across the sky. The void was stirred up and down.
"Who are you?"
After the two exchanged moves again, Sun Mu looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"Is this question important?" Ling Hao calmly replied after adjusting his breath secretly.
"If you give up now, I can put the blame aside and introduce you to the academy." Sun Mu took a deep breath and continued.
"Haha, are you scared?" Ling Hao smiled: "Afraid that if you lose to me, you won't be able to keep your title as one of the Four Great Masters of Yuhong?"
"You are thinking too much!" Sun Mu narrowed his eyes.
"Although your strength is indeed pretty good, do you really think that you will be my opponent if I try my best?"
"I just think you are quite talented. If you stay with me from now on, I will ensure that you have a bright future..."
"Don't waste time, use your trump card!" Ling Hao interrupted him: "Let me see the true strength of the four heroes of Yu Hong!"
"Do you really want to toast and be punished by drinking wine?" Sun Mu frowned.
"If you don't want to fight anymore, then admit defeat!" Ling Hao replied.
"I don't know how high the sky is!" Sun Mu said in a deep voice: "Since you are so ignorant of praise, then I will help you!"
call!
After he finished speaking, an extremely cold aura burst out from his body, and the pressure within a radius of several thousand meters increased again by several points.
At the same time, Sun Mu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his whole aura changed, as if he was a different person.
As his wrist continued to flip, with him as the center, countless black sword lights shot up into the sky within a radius of several hundred meters, creating a surging wind.
After a while, those black sword lights gathered together and formed a phantom sword shape that was a hundred meters long.
The phantom giant sword was completely black, and thunder was wrapped around it, making a crackling sound.
"Suffer death!"
Following Sun Mu's deep voice, the huge black sword cut through the void and stabbed towards Ling Hao, the formation overwhelming.
As long as the opponent activated it, Ling Hao was naturally not idle. As his momentum rose to the extreme, he also activated one of his trump cards.
Withering Palm!
After a while, a huge phantom palm floated in the air, blocking the clouds and the sun, and the chilling air in the void became stronger again.
“It’s not certain who will die!”
After Ling Hao replied in a deep voice, the phantom's palm smacked down the huge black sword like a hill, and a strong wind blew.
"ignorance!"
When Sun Mu saw that Ling Hao dared to take his move, a look of scorn appeared on his face.
He was confident that his trump card was enough to kill a third-level extraordinary opponent. Even if Ling Hao defied the odds, he would not be able to catch it.
However, the moment the two attacks collided, his expression stiffened.
Boom!
A shocking loud noise spread throughout the void, and the people in half the city felt deafened.
At the same time, Sun Mu's huge jet-black weapon exploded like paper and disappeared instantly.
Although the momentum of the Withering Palm activated by Ling Hao was reduced by more than half, its power remained intact and it struck Sun Mu with all its strength.
At this time, Sun Mu obviously couldn't escape, so he could only watch as the palm of his hand slapped him down.
If he was hit by this palm, he would definitely escape death, and a strong breath of death would rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"stop!"
At this moment, an old man's voice spread across the void.
