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Chapter 823

Chapter 823

call!

Immediately afterwards, Ling Hao frowned slightly, took a few big steps, and simultaneously pulled out a ray of sword light to kill with the Blood Shadow Mad Saber.

boom!

The two attacks collided together, causing a wave of air that flattened the surrounding areas and caused the two buildings to collapse.

Kick! Kick! Kick!

At the same time, Ling Hao quickly retreated about ten steps, and the cement floor under his feet cracked.

After stabilizing his body, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his aura slightly disordered.

"Brother!" Lu Yue and others shouted at the same time.

"I'm fine, don't come over!" Ling Hao responded in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on a figure walking over a hundred meters away.

Also dressed in black robes and wearing a skull mask, he is obviously from the Dark Territory Temple headquarters.

"You really deserve to die! Kill thousands of people in my first branch!" The visitor glanced at the situation in the courtyard, looked at Ling Hao and said coldly.

"Old Zamao, as an emperor-level warrior, you are so unscrupulous in taking action. Do you think you are impatient with your life?" Bai Hu roared angrily.

"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly: "Today, even if the guardian of the rules is here, I will kill you all!"

"Are you that confident?" Ling Hao adjusted his breathing slightly and calmed down the surging energy in his heart.

"Are you Ling Shuai, the Western King of Daxia?" The old man stared at Ling Hao with his eyes like blades: "I will definitely make your life worse than death today!"

"You should be one of the deputy hall masters of the Dark Territory Temple, right? Are you sure you have the strength to kill me?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes.

"Huh! How ignorant!" the old man said angrily.

"Do you think you can kill five of them, and your strength is comparable to that of the pseudo-Emperor Realm, so that you can fight against the real Emperor Realm experts?"

"If you really have this idea, it only shows that you are too ignorant. You don't even know the difference between the Imperial Realm and the Pseudo-Emperor Realm!"

"The gap between the two is like a chasm!"

"Really?" Ling Hao responded coldly: "Then try it!"

"Brother!" Lu Yue and others shouted again, with a look of solemnity on their faces.

This is a serious war emperor. Is the eldest brother really sure?

"Exit a thousand meters away!" Ling Hao responded.

"Brother, don't fight him head-on. Delay him for a few minutes. He has already unleashed the power of the Emperor Realm before. The guardian of the rules will definitely come!" Bai Hu shouted loudly.

"Back off!" Ling Hao spoke again.

The person he wants to kill doesn’t want to be killed by someone else!

"receive!"

Lu Yue and others knew their eldest brother and were ready to do their best.

"You are really arrogant to the extreme! So, let me show you what the true strength of the War Emperor Realm is!" Naturally, the old man did not want to waste time.

He is determined to kill Ling Hao today. If he delays it any longer, the Rule Guardian will most likely arrive.

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura exploded and surged instantly.

Lu Yue and the others, who had already retreated a thousand meters away, could still feel a strong pressure. This was the strength of the powerful War Emperor, which was much stronger than that of Mo Lian some time ago.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Immediately afterwards, he waved his fists, drawing countless afterimages in the void, and then a huge ax condensed above his head, winding with thunder and exuding bursts of death aura.

This is naturally his imperial power!

"die!"

With a deep voice, he pushed out his fists fiercely, and the giant ax cut through the void and slashed down towards Ling Hao, causing thunder to explode all over his body.

At the same time as the other party moved, Ling Hao also moved, and the aura swept over him.

The next moment, the entire body of the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword turned blood red, as if it had just been fished out of a blood pool.

Immediately afterwards, the air around him surged instantly, his wrist continued to flip, and the mad sword pulled out several blood-red sword lights that were tens of meters long.

After a while, several sword lights merged together, forming a phantom mad sword in the void in front of him, which was several times larger than the real one in his hand.


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