At the same time that the second-level enlightenment was beheaded.
Although the other first-level enlightened man avoided the frontal attack, he was still knocked away five to six hundred meters. He opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his combat power was directly reduced by 30 to 40%.
And before he could fully recover, a mad knife with substantial spiritual power had already struck in front of him.
The injured old man's pupils shrank again, and he did not choose to fight forcefully, but dodged away.
Bang!
Before he could stabilize his body, the air wave from Tian Xuan's finger had already hit him, and then flew hundreds of meters away. His breath was very chaotic.
With the help of Chiyang Sanren, Ling Hao's mental power has been greatly improved. Now, after using "Split the Sky" once, his combat power no longer drops as before.
Although it has not yet reached the level of being able to use 'Split the Sky' twice in a row, after activating it once, the combat power is only reduced by 10% to 20% at most, and it recovers very quickly.
"Boy, go to hell!"
The old man took a breath, turned his hands, and a fierce wave of air roared towards Ling Hao.
"Idiot!" Ling Hao's voice sounded at the same time.
The next moment, a phantom divine dragon let out a long roar, and rolled up a mountain-like wave of air and surged out.
boom!
A loud noise spread across the sky, and the offensives of both sides exploded at the same time. The old man on the other side flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and a blood ribbon sprayed into the air.
"Death!" Ling Hao followed closely and raised his hand to pull out an arc-shaped sword light.
laugh!
Without any suspense, the sword flashed past, and a blood arrow shot out from the old man's body and then fell to the ground in a free fall. The man lost his breath in mid-air.
Bang!
At the same time, there was a loud noise not far away, and Lu Yue was knocked away five to six hundred meters by the opponent, his aura was very disordered.
"You can go die!" The opponent dodged and chased after him, raising his hand to form a phantom sword and slashing at Lu Yue.
"Idiot!" Lu Yue glanced at him indifferently.
boom!
Before Lu Yue finished speaking, a substantial wave of air surged from the side, and he immediately saw the old man flying hundreds of meters away.
What made him despair was that before he could stabilize himself, the second offensive had already followed.
After a muffled sound, the old man floated out like a leaf, and he lost his breath in mid-air.
"Lu Yue, how are you?" Ling Hao came to Lu Yue.
"It's okay!" Lu Yue shook his head in response.
"Then continue!" After roughly checking Lu Yue's situation, Ling Hao ducked and rushed in the direction of Leng Po.
Lu Yue held the magic knife and rushed in the direction of Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi.
The old man who was fighting against Leng Po, who was a sixth-grade Taoist, had already taken the lead. Leng Po had several injuries on her body, and her combat power was severely reduced.
And with Ling Hao's intervention, the sixth-grade Taoist couldn't hold on for two rounds before he fell from the air and lost all breath.
After finishing dealing with the old man, Ling Hao quickly rushed into the battle circle of Chi Xiaoxuan and others with a mad knife in hand.
After adjusting her breathing slightly, Leng Po followed closely behind.
Although it has only been more than ten minutes since the war began, Chi Xiaoxuan and others have been seriously injured, and the judge, Zhuihun and others have reached the end of their strength.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Qinglong was knocked four to five hundred meters away by a masked man. He opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
Just when the masked man was about to continue chasing after him, a blade of light flashed past him.
"..."
The man looked down at the blood lines on his body, and then fell to the ground.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
After getting rid of this person, Ling Hao held the mad knife in his hand and drew out countless extremely sharp blades to attack the opponent's camp.
The remaining people on the other side were all people with extraordinary or lower cultivation levels. No one could block his sword. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed.
