The sword light flashed past, and the phantom figures disappeared at the same time.
"The person who arranged this formation is so amazing, he can actually distinguish between sword and sword skills!" Qin Yuxin couldn't help but sigh.
"It's indeed very good!" Ling Hao nodded.
Just as the two were talking, another figure appeared again. Unsurprisingly, this time it was a man holding a sword, and he was also in the late stage of entering the void.
"I'll give it a try first!" After Ling Hao finished speaking, the mad sword pulled out a ray of light and slashed at the opponent.
It’s still the Wrath of Heaven!
The result was as he expected. Although the figure was blown away by the sword light for a thousand meters, it did not disappear.
"Husband, it seems that only the Magic Sword Jue is good!" Qin Yuxin said.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded.
He just wanted to test whether this formation was really so magical. It could not only distinguish between sword skills and sword skills, but also identify the specific sword skills.
The results are self-evident!
He didn't have much time to think about it before the portrait rushed over to him.
laugh!
The sword light of the Magic Sword Jue flashed at a very fast speed, and the figure disappeared immediately.
"This formation is so mysterious, I really don't know who arranged it!" Qin Yuxin couldn't help but sigh.
"According to this logic, if you don't practice the Fantasy Sword Art and the Virtual Sword Art, you won't be able to survive at all..."
However, before he finished speaking, he stopped and looked straight ahead with eyes full of surprise.
Ling Hao was no exception, his eyes were staring forward, a slightly surprised expression flashed across his face.
I saw an old man in green clothes suddenly appeared in the void a thousand meters away from the two of them. His eyes were closed tightly, and he was floating in the air with his legs crossed, without any aura fluctuations on his body.
"Is this the last sect leader of the Sword Sect?" Qin Yuxin asked.
"If nothing else happens, that should be it!" Ling Hao nodded slightly: "Go over and have a look."
After a while, the two of them arrived at a distance of two to three hundred meters in front of the old man.
"Senior, excuse me!" Qin Yuxin looked at the other party and cupped her hands.
"I've been waiting for you for thousands of years!" As soon as Qin Yuxin finished speaking, a man's voice echoed throughout the space.
However, it was obviously not the sound coming from the old man in front of me, and he didn't even move his mouth.
Ling Hao released his mental power and looked around, but there was nothing except the endless sword intent.
"Are you two disciples of our Sword Sect?" the man's voice sounded again.
"Senior, we are not from the Sword Sect, but..." Qin Yuxin responded.
"Huh?!" The man's tone dropped: "You are not a disciple of my Sword Sect, so why do you know the Phantom Sword Art and the Void Sword Art? You secretly learned the secret skills of my Sword Sect?"
"Senior, don't get me wrong, we..." Qin Yuxin responded again.
"Honey, be careful!"
Before Qin Yuxin could finish her words, Ling Hao's pupils shrank, and after a hundred meters of body flashing forward, the mad knife in his hand pulled out a ray of light and slashed straight ahead.
Bang!
A muffled sound spread, and Ling Hao flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.
He flew two to three thousand meters before he managed to stabilize himself. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Even though his ability to resist blows was abnormal, he still suffered serious injuries after one round.
"Husband!" Qin Yuxin exclaimed and hurried towards Ling Hao Yukong.
When he came to his side, his face was full of worry: "Husband, how are you, are you okay?"
"Don't worry, honey, it's okay!" Ling Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked forward to the void and spoke loudly.
