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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Immortal

"Are you an immortal?"

Looking at the flying sword under his feet, Li Hao's eyes moved slightly, he put away his evil eyes, and asked.

"Why, you want to enter the Immortal Sect..."

Before he could wait, Li Hao was already in front of him.

boom!

His body was full of energy and blood like a dragon, and he blasted away with all his strength.

The man with narrow eyes lit up three inches of green light around his body, forming a circular light curtain in front of him. However, this circular light curtain was invisible to ordinary people, like a transparent and invisible defense.

Even so, under Li Hao's full blow, it was as fragile as tissue paper.

boom!

The man standing on the flying sword was blasted into the ground, making a crater.

Li Hao rubbed his eyes, quickly touched the invisible airflow flowing on the surface of a flying sword, and then rubbed his eyes again.

As a result, his gray eyes suddenly turned blue.

"Mortal...mortal...how dare..."

Lying in a hollow on the ground, the man with narrow eyes was stunned. He didn't understand that when he saw an immortal flying out of thin air for the first time, wasn't it because he was frightened, and at the worst, he wanted to contact the immortal.

Why doesn't this mortal play his cards according to common sense? Moreover, how can this mortal be so strong? Is he a demon in human skin?

While puzzled, the man with narrow eyes summoned his energy, lay on the ground and kneaded a magic formula with one hand, while the flying sword hovering in the air flew back.

He quickly stood up, and a light cyan light film surrounded his entire body.

Li Hao did not rush to take action, but instead observed the cyan energy radiating around the man with one eye.

That energy seems to be a level higher than the power of my own blood.

At least the power of his Qi and blood could not kill the seemingly immortal Duanmu Heng.

Of course, it is also possible that the other party's strength can restrain the black energy emanating from Duanmu Heng.

Through previous observations, Li Hao also knew the main reason why Duanmu Heng was able to continuously repair his body.

That is the black energy emitted after the death of a person or monster. This black energy greatly stimulates the strong resilience at the cellular level.

It even protects the soul in the dark from perishing due to damage to the body.

There is no doubt about the existence of the soul, after all, this is how he came to be.

All this is speculation.

But depending on the situation, it should be quite different.

"Water-Breaking Sword Technique!"

The man with narrow eyes was furious when he saw that Li Hao was not moving, but looked like he was just sitting there watching a monkey.

He has always been aloof, and mortal warriors can only look up to him like a dog.

This little mortal warrior actually dared to tease him like this.

Without any explanation, he strangled it with both hands and used the vitality in his body on the flying sword.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The flying sword hovering in front of him emitted green light, and streaks of light that looked like dozens of sword shadows shot directly towards Li Hao.

Li Hao didn't dare to rely on others. Facing unknown forces, he mainly observed and recorded.

Therefore, instead of resisting with a suit of blood armor, he threw an iron beetle from his sleeve and poured his energy and blood into it.

Miso! Miso! Miso! Miso!

More than a dozen sword shadows hit the diamond-shaped shield formed by the air and blood spread by the iron beetle in sequence.

The bloody diamond-shaped shield instantly became weak.

But it has not been directly broken.

"What!"

"What!"

They both started in shock at the same time.

The man with narrow eyes was shocked that his sword technique failed to break through the shield formed by his energy and blood.

Li Hao was shocked. He had to channel nearly one-tenth of his energy and blood to block the sword shadow.

You must know that cultivating an iron beetle is very similar to the blood-quenching silkworm in general, but it is slightly different. It will purify and compress the input blood again, and use the special structure of its own limbs to release it, and its defensive power is stronger than the blood armor on it.

It's not just several times stronger.

Therefore, he named it Iron Beetle, which is mainly used for defense.

The recommended degree of the Iron Beetle's release of Qi and Blood Shield is equal to the amount of Qi and Blood it delivers.

The more it is transported, the stronger, tougher and stronger the Qi and Blood Shield will be.

But just one blow had completely consumed one-tenth of his energy and blood. He didn't even consume so much to kill Duanmu Heng. It was just a little troublesome at most.

This shows how terrifying this cyan energy is.

"escape!"

After a failed sword move, the man with narrow eyes turned pale. He quickly grabbed the hilt of the flying sword, mobilized his remaining vitality, and carried himself away.

How could his speed be compared to that of Li Hao who still had a lot of energy and blood left? He used his energy and blood as a pedal to move from top to bottom.

A flying kick sent him and the flying sword directly into the house below.

"Demon...you are a demon too!"

The man with narrow eyes, whose entire body had been kicked to pieces, fell on the fragments of the seat in the house, vomiting blood from his mouth.

No mortal warrior has ever been so strong. This is definitely a demon that is above the sixth level of Qi refining. It can only be subdued by the master.

Demons devour each other and increase their strength. The demon that the master calculated by divination must be this one.

As for those killed by oneself, they should be the other party's prey.

After thinking about everything, the man with narrow eyes regretted it.

He should have thought of it a long time ago, how could a warrior be able to subdue the demon.

Even if it is the lowest level demon at the first level of Qi training, it is impossible to kill it without hundreds of blood boiling warriors surrounding it.

"Continue to release that cyan energy."

Li Hao slowly walked into the house, separated by two or three meters, placed the iron beetle in front of him, and raised a blood shield.

Prevent the opponent from counterattacking before death or having other back-up moves.

Seeing that the man with narrow eyes was indifferent, Li Hao stepped on the ground with one foot. The green brick was stressed and jumped to his chest due to the reaction force.

Whoosh!

The broken green bricks covered the blood and shot out, piercing the opponent's arm.

He didn't think he was a kind-hearted person, and he could clearly see the opponent's sneak attacks.

Li Hao just wanted to find out what kind of change the cyan energy had. If his own energy and blood were not much stronger than ordinary people, he would not be able to catch the opponent's move at all.

Even the initial protective light curtain that resembled blood armor couldn't be broken.

"Don't... don't kill me. My master is a worship master of the Dayang Dynasty. He has the eighth level of Qi refining and countless Taoist friends. As long as you let me go, I will find you 10,000 blood meals, no, 100,000.

OK."

The stinging pain in his arm caused the man with narrow eyes to panic, and he quickly fell to the ground, his head touching the ground and kowtowing, without any trace of the arrogance he had before.

Dignity and nothing else are important, only surviving in the hands of this monster is important.

One hundred thousand people are nothing, they are just mortals, they will die sooner or later, it is their honor to exchange their lives for their own.

"Hand over the secrets of cultivation." Li Hao frowned and said.

Since there are realm levels, it must be similar to martial arts, and there are secret books.

"Secrets of cultivation?" The man with narrow eyes was startled, and then hurriedly said: "We, the monks, have made a bloody oath to bind our spiritual consciousness, and we will not reveal the slightest secret to the method of cultivating immortals."

"Does that mean there's no way to hand it over?"

"indeed so....."

Before he finished speaking, his head fell to the ground.

The villain always talks too much, and Li Hao doesn't want to talk to him.

After standing there for about an hour, he was definitely different from Duanmu Heng in that he did not have super recovery power and his heart stopped beating.

He started to take off his clothes, and finally found only a small cloth bag.

There are a few scattered blue stones inside.

The material is extremely hard.

After making sure that nothing else was left behind, Li Hao directly transferred a large amount of qi and blood, burned it into black charcoal, crushed the black charcoal into black ash, wrapped the black ash with qi and blood, and threw it high into the sky.

Let it drift in the wind and in the moonlight to every corner of Sanhuan Town.

"Senior! Senior!"

Duanmu Xiu, who was holding a basket in his arms, walked into Sanhuan Town. Facing numerous blackened charcoal bodies, he kept shouting inside.

"Let's go. Duanmu Heng is dead. You and I are done here. Don't mention the things here to anyone, especially me."

Li Hao showed up, grabbed the basket, and after saying a few words, the bloody figure disappeared into the night.


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