At this moment, Ling Hao Yukong came to several people, raised his finger and pointed at the eighth-grade Qingyi and spoke.
After his short breath adjustment just now, his true energy has recovered to 80% to 90%.
I just looked at Zhuge Cang's situation and found that he was still invincible for the time being, so I didn't rush to support him.
"Master Ling, he is very powerful, but you are injured..." Jiang Lin looked at Ling Hao and said.
"It's okay, I know what I'm doing!" Ling Hao interrupted him and pointed at the eighth-grade Qingyi: "Go and stop him!"
"Mr. Ling, then be careful!" Jiang Lin and the others didn't insist anymore.
In fact, they knew very well that even if a few people joined forces, they still could not be opponents, and staying here would not be of much help. It would be more valuable to join forces to capture the eighth-level enlightened person first.
"Do I allow you to leave?"
Ninth Grade Qingyi glanced at Ling Hao and then raised his hand and threw it at Jiang Lin and the others.
"Idiot!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice, and the blood shadow mad sword condensed into 'Wrath of Heaven' and slashed out.
Bang!
The offensive of Ninth Grade Qingyi exploded instantly, and at the same time, he was shaken away by two to three hundred meters by the air wave, and a trace of blood vaguely spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Although Ling Hao has not yet fully returned to his peak state, with the help of his bloodline power, he has reached the third level of Enlightenment. If he activates the 'Wrath of Heaven', he is enough to compete with opponents in the later stage of Enlightenment.
Moreover, the opponent obviously underestimated the enemy and was knocked back hundreds of meters by the sword, which was perfectly normal.
"Boy, you can't even take care of yourself. You're still thinking..." After Jiupin Qingyi stabilized his figure, he looked at Ling Hao and spoke sternly.
call out!
However, before he finished speaking, Ling Hao's second sword light had already struck at him at an extremely fast speed.
It was too late for Ninth Grade Qingyi to dodge, so she quickly formed a barrier wall to block it.
Bang!
The barrier wall had no possibility of resistance and exploded in an instant. The sword's power did not diminish and it dodged past the old man's waist.
"Hmm..." Ninth-grade Qingyi grunted and flew hundreds of meters away. Blood spurted from his waist, and his combat power dropped to the middle stage of enlightenment.
After stabilizing his body, he lowered his head to look at the edge of the knife and said sternly: "Boy, I will make your life worse today..."
However, the words stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.
A phantom mad knife that had become a spiritual force passed through his throat!
His eyes were wide open, with a look of reluctance on his face. He refused to close his eyes and fell to the ground without any breath.
boom!
Just when Ling Hao killed this ninth-grade Qingyi, there was a deafening loud noise in the distance, and a mushroom cloud of air rose into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a figure was seen flying backwards a thousand meters away, it was Zhuge Cang!
Because he had just broken through the realm and entered Heavenly Dao, his cultivation had not yet been fully consolidated, and his combat power was still far behind that of an ordinary first-level Heavenly Dao.
At the beginning, he could still compete with the King of the Western Regions, but as time passed, his defeat became apparent.
The two have fought until now, and although the King of the Western Regions also has some injuries, Zhuge Cang's injuries are undoubtedly much more serious.
Especially in this round just now, with one move, Zhuge Cang's combat power dropped to less than 50%, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and his breath was sluggish.
"You think you can compete with me if you break through to the Heavenly Dao realm? You are so naive, just die!"
The King of the Western Regions said in a deep voice and then raised his hand to form a huge phantom sword and slashed towards Zhuge Cang.
call out!
Just when the phantom sword was halfway through the flash, a sharp sword light tore through the void and slashed towards it, making the phantom sword instantly invisible.
A powerful wave of air surged out, and the King of the Western Regions swept two to three hundred meters away.
"Cang Lao, take these two healing pills first, and then take a rest, I'll take care of it!"
Ling Hao Yukong came to the front and with a snap of his fingers, two pills were delivered to Zhuge Cang.
"Master Ling, don't be careless. Your injury has not fully recovered yet. Let's go together..." Zhuge Cang took the elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.
"It's okay, we can fight!" Ling Hao interrupted him.
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the King of the Western Regions.
