Ling Hao, who was temporarily passive, had no other choice but to use offense as defense.
The next moment, Ling Hao continued to turn his wrist, and the Blood Shadow Mad Saber pulled out several blades to meet him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The attacks of both sides collided with each other, with the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, and the terrifying and boundless air waves shook out at extremely fast speeds, overwhelming mountains and seas.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought for more than ten rounds, each retreating seven or eight steps behind them, leaving a row of deep footprints on the ground.
Ling Hao had a few more bloody wounds on his body, but fortunately they were all skin injuries.
However, Ma Cheng on the side was not so lucky. He had only half a life left, and his body was covered with shocking blood.
He lay paralyzed on the ground and opened his mouth. A large amount of blood poured out of his mouth. His whole body twitched a few times and then became silent.
"Half-step War Emperor?"
After stabilizing his body, Ling Hao raised his eyes to look at the figure a hundred meters away, and his pupils shrank again.
With a green robe and a black and white mask, it can be seen from her body shape that she must be a woman.
The first step in martial arts, above the Battle Emperor, in the Battle Emperor realm!
The newcomer is the first opponent he has encountered so far who is infinitely close to the Battle Emperor Realm. He is only one chance away from officially entering the Emperor Realm.
As expected of an organization that has been passed down for thousands of years, Mo Pavilion’s strength cannot be underestimated!
"The King of the West, Lingshuai, really did not disappoint. Even though his injuries have not healed yet, he was able to take on so many of my moves!"
When the other party spoke, his voice was as sweet as an oriole emerging from the valley.
"It's been a long time since anyone has been able to hurt me in a head-on confrontation. You're very good!" Ling Hao responded.
"Same for you!" The woman spoke again: "You are the first person in recent years who can hurt me even when I attack with all my strength!"
Although she had injured Ling Hao in the dozen or so rounds just now, she was also injured by the sword energy, and her heart was filled with energy and blood.
"The people in Mo Pavilion are really ruthless. You must have killed Ma Cheng on purpose, right?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Haha, you have crippled his cultivation, and he is just lingering on. How about giving him a happy life!" The woman continued to smile.
"I'm quite curious about your identity. Is there anyone of your age in the Mo Pavilion elders?" Ling Hao spoke again.
According to Yan Gen's explanation, the only people in Mo Pavilion who are more skilled than the four leaders are the members of the elder group.
"Haha, King Xi, you can guess how old I am. If you guess it right, I will tell you." The woman responded with a smile.
"Sixty or seventy?"
"Giggle..." The woman laughed sweetly: "I didn't expect King Xi to be such a humorous person!"
"I have another question. You don't belong to the establishment of this den, right? Then why are you here?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
"I can return this question to you," the woman responded.
"The Shadow Sect caused such a big commotion in Kunzhou and killed so many people in Mo Pavilion. We naturally knew that it was you who arrived, so we guessed that you would definitely come here."
"No wonder!" Ling Hao adjusted his breath secretly for a while: "Do you want me to give you a chance? Tell me about your Mo Pavilion's lair, and I will let you go?"
"Haha, King Xi is too conceited!" The woman smiled again.
"If King Xi's injury is completely healed, I may not necessarily be your opponent."
"But now you can only activate the strength of the Perfect War Emperor, and you are still half a level away from being a Half-Step War Emperor."
"You should know very well that at this level, the gap of half a level cannot be made up by a little innate advantage."
