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Chapter 3307

Chapter 3307

Just when Qin Yuxin and the two of them had just stepped out of the way, a wave of air from the Xuan Tian Finger pointed out by Ling Hao collided with the attack of the old man in black robe, and the two of them retreated three to four hundred meters each.

"Boy, you have been able to fight with the two of us for so long, even if you die now..." The other man in gray robe said loudly.

call!

Before he finished speaking, Ling Hao pointed his finger again, and a wave of energy surged over him.

"Get away!" The man in gray robe frowned, raised his hand and hit him with a violent wave of air.

Bang!

A loud noise was heard, air waves surged, and the man in gray robe slid backwards for a hundred meters.

"Take this palm and save your life!" Ling Hao's voice sounded just as the man stabilized his body.

Immediately afterwards, the man felt that the sky had darkened, and he saw a huge phantom palm coming towards him like a hill, covering the clouds and the sun, which was shocking.

"Tao Yu, get out of the way, you can't catch me!"

The old man in black robe shouted loudly, and at the same time he raised his hand and swept out two violent waves of air to meet him.

"Damn it!" The man in gray robe naturally knew that he couldn't take it, and his pupils shrank sharply.

However, although he had the intention to dodge, it was obviously beyond his power and it was too late.

In desperation, he twisted his eyes and shot a spear with spiritual power towards the palm of the phantom.

boom!

The attacks of both sides collided, and the gray-robed man's spear and the black-robed old man's offensive exploded instantly, and the phantom's palm struck hard at the gray-robed man.

The next moment, I saw a huge palm print left on the hard mountain ground.

The man in gray robe collapsed inside, with a large amount of blood pouring out of his mouth. His whole body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Now Ling Hao, under the premise of fully stimulating the power of his bloodline, has reached the level of second-level extraordinary. With the Withering Palm, it is not too difficult to kill a fifth-level extraordinary.

"Bastard, you actually killed him, I must have you..." Looking at his companions on the ground, the old man in black robe roared.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, a wave of air surged over him. The old man was caught off guard and was knocked back a hundred meters by the wave of air.

And just when he was about to curse again, Ling Hao's figure had already appeared two or three hundred meters away from him.

Then his eyes tightened, and a row of phantom mad knives that had turned into spiritual power shot towards the opponent like rain, with overwhelming force.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

The old man in black robe obviously didn't pay attention to this move. He also slightly twisted his eyes and faced him with dozens of big swords.

Based on his prediction, although Ling Hao's combat power was incredible, he could jump several levels to kill his opponent.

But mental power is not something that can be easily surpassed. When competing with each other for mental power, Ling Hao would definitely not be his opponent.

If Ling Hao dared to use his mental power to attack at this time, it would be like hitting an egg against a stone.

However, the moment the two attacks collided, his expression stiffened.

He knew that he had underestimated Ling Hao far.

I saw that the dozens of big swords he activated had no chance of competing against Ling Hao's phantom mad swords, and they all exploded.

However, the force of those blood-shadow mad knives did not diminish, and two of them passed through the black-robed old man's body, causing blood to spurt out.

This result was caused, on the one hand, because Ling Hao's mental power was indeed very strong, and on the other hand, it was obviously because the old man underestimated the enemy.

"How is it possible? How can your mental power be so strong?!"

After the old man flew hundreds of meters away, he stabilized his body and spoke with difficulty, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

A person's spiritual power is four or five levels higher than his cultivation level!

If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, who would believe it?


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