The speed was extremely fast, shooting towards Yu Song like a purple lightning bolt!
"Huh?!" After sensing the aura of crisis, Yu Song's pupils shrank for a while.
At this time, it was too late for him to counterattack, so he quickly rushed to the side, trying to avoid the sword.
However, he soon realized that he had thought too much, and the purple sword had locked onto him, making him unable to hide.
At the last moment, he hurriedly raised his hand and swept out a strong wind towards Zi Ling.
laugh!
Even though he was protected by defensive Gang Qi, Zi Ling still opened a bloody hole in his heart, and blood spurted out.
It won't be enough to kill him with a single sword, but it will still have a certain impact on his combat power, at least by 20 to 30%.
And the most important thing is that before he could stabilize his figure, Ling Hao's sword light had already struck him.
Fantasy Sword Jue!
puff!
Without too many surprises, the sword flashed past his neck, and immediately he saw a head rising into the sky, with an endless look of unwillingness on his face!
He, a strong man in the Void-Breaking Realm, was actually beheaded by an opponent who had half-stepped into the Void!
And when he died, he didn't even see what the hell that purple sword was!
What a hell!
Then, Ling Hao grabbed Yu Song's headless corpse, and a Na ring flew into his hand.
hiss!
Seeing this scene, Mo Xiao almost bit his tongue.
Is this world too crazy?!
"The Tianxuan Formation is here, do you want to snatch it back?" Ling Hao checked the Najie, looked at Mo Xiao and said.
Mo Xiao: "..."
How can you rob this and get yourself killed?
"Remember, you didn't give me this array, I snatched it from him!" Ling Hao continued to speak coldly: "You didn't fulfill your promise, think about how to deal with the consequences yourself!"
After finishing speaking, he stopped talking nonsense to the other party and rushed towards the other people's battle circle.
"Damn it, you killed the Fourth Elder?!"
One of the half-step Poxu old men who was fighting against Mo Jin attacked Ling Hao with a ferocious look on his face.
"I haven't been active for a long time, so I just want to practice with you!" At the same time, Zi Lingjiao shouted and walked towards the opponent.
Although she had just activated the fusion of human and sword, with her current strength, it had almost no impact on her combat effectiveness.
"How dare a mere spiritual source to do this..." Half-step Poxu old man frowned slightly and raised his hand to hit Zi Ling.
He obviously underestimated Zi Ling's combat power. After a muffled sound, he immediately swept away from a distance of five to six hundred meters.
"Too weak, come again!" Zi Ling shouted again and chased after him.
"Zi Ling, don't play for too long, fight quickly!" Ling Hao looked in the direction of Zi Ling and shouted.
Based on his understanding of Zi Ling, she could kill Poixu with all her strength now, so he didn't go up to help.
"Boy, accept your fate!"
At this moment, the other opponent's half-step Po Xu sent Mo Jin flying with a palm, and then raised his hand to attack Ling Hao.
"Death!" Ling Hao replied in a deep voice, and at the same time a sword flashed out.
Fantasy Sword Jue!
Before the old man could fully react, the sword light dodged past his body.
"..."
He lowered his head and looked at the blood line around his heart. He couldn't say a single word, so he fell down without any idea of how he died!
After slashing the half-step Void with a knife, Ling Hao didn't pause, and then rushed towards an old man who was in the ninth level of Void.
