Lu Yue is now at the eighth level of the Most Holy Cultivation, and with the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his combat power can be increased by one level.
Therefore, it is an easy task to deal with the opponents of the Ninth Grade Saint.
laugh!
There was not much suspense. After the sword light passed, the giant beast that transformed from true energy was instantly shattered into pieces. The sword light did not weaken, and then disappeared from the old man's heart.
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The old man looked down, with an endless expression of disbelief on his face.
Then, he fell freely and hit the ground heavily. His whole body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
call!
Lu Yue glanced at the opponent's body, then dodged and rushed towards the other people's battle circle.
"Third Elder!" Seeing this scene, an old man who was fighting Qin Yuxin cried out sadly.
"You go down and keep company with him!" Qin Yuxin replied.
"You deserve to die!" the old man roared angrily, raised his hand and blasted a row of mysterious marks towards Qin Yuxin.
"It's you who deserve to die!" Qin Yuxin said in a deep voice. With a flick of her wrist, an extremely sharp sword struck like lightning.
The old man's cultivation level is at the same level as Qin Yuxin's, and he is naturally unable to reach the seventh level of the Holy Realm.
laugh!
The sword's power was like entering an uninhabited area, easily tearing apart the opponent's offensive and then disappearing from his heart, passing through him.
Boom!
The old man's figure paused for a moment, then fell to the ground, and then collapsed on the ground without breathing.
boom!
At the same time, a loud noise was heard in the void several kilometers away, and Ling Hao and Bai He each retreated a distance of two to three hundred meters and stopped.
It can be seen from the auras of the two of them that in the past few rounds, the two of them were evenly matched.
"I didn't expect you to be able to challenge beyond the next level. I'm just a kid.
Look at you, no wonder you dare to yell at me." Bai He calmed down slightly and looked at Ling Hao and said.
"However, if you only have this little strength, then you may not be able to survive today!"
"Really?" Ling Hao smiled faintly and continued, "Give you a chance!"
"How about if you surrender and take us to your Xingyue Sect to replace us, you can spare your life?"
"Haha, are you kidding me?" Bai He glanced at Ling Hao indifferently and then changed the subject, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, you want to die, as you wish!"
After the words fell, his eyes twisted, and a big sword with spiritual power appeared in the air, and thunder wrapped around him.
call!
The next moment, I saw the sword pulling out several rays of cold light in the void, whipping up a gust of wind, and then like a bolt of lightning, it fell from the mid-air towards Ling Hao.
A look of scorn appeared on the old man's face at the same time. He never took Ling Hao seriously.
This knife was his trump card. In his opinion, after one blow, Ling Hao could go to see the Lord of Hell.
However, his expression didn't last long before he stiffened, and a flash of panic flashed across his eyes.
After a blood-red arc-shaped blade easily tore through his attack, Jinzhi dodged past his arm. Immediately, he saw one of his arms detached from his body and fell to the ground, blood spurting out like a pillar.
"How is it possible?!"
After the white crane landed, he murmured with horror on his face.
He actually had his arm cut off by a kid who was half a step into the God Emperor? This is incredible!
What shocked him even more was that he could clearly feel
Come on, Ling Hao showed mercy to him with that knife blow just now.
Otherwise, he might have lost his breath now!
"How's it going? Do you have anything else to say?" Ling Hao said calmly after landing not far in front of the other party.
While speaking, he turned his head and looked at the battle circle of Lu Yue and others not far away.
Almost all of the opponent's dozen or so mid- to late-stage Holy Saint warriors had been beheaded.
In addition, nearly one-third of the more than a thousand followers have fallen, and the remaining people may not be able to hold on for a few minutes.
"Let them go, I will be your hostage!" Bai He took a deep breath and said after stopping the bleeding.
He knew very well that the reason why Ling Hao didn't kill him was obviously because he wanted to keep him as a hostage.
"You can save your life, but you can't keep your cultivation!" After finishing speaking, Ling Hao spoke loudly in the direction of the hotel.
"People of the Xingyue Sect, please listen carefully. Those who abandon their cultivation will live, otherwise, they will die!"
"Be a human being and keep a thin line so that we can meet each other in the future. Don't do anything wrong, otherwise" Bai He's face turned pale for a moment.
"Sorry, you are not qualified to threaten me!" Ling Hao interrupted the other party in a deep voice.
Bang!
At the same time as the words sounded, Ling Hao raised his hand and swept out the wind with his palm, and then he saw the white crane flying upside down like a kite with its string broken.
He flew a distance of five to six hundred meters and then fell to the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then rolled his eyes and passed out.
Afterwards, Ling Hao carried Bai He and walked to the hotel.
The remaining people on the other side, seeing Bai He in such a state, naturally had no idea.
Many people threw away the weapons in their hands and fled in all directions. However, before they could take a few steps, they were blasted out of the blood mist.
Seeing this scene, no one else has any luck anymore
Psychologically, they abandoned their cultivation one by one and ran away.
"Brother, when are we going to Xingyue Sect? Are we going now?" After everyone returned to the first floor of the hotel, Bai Hu looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"There's no rush! Let's have a rest all night and set off early tomorrow morning!" Ling Hao responded.
"Okay!" Lu Yue and everyone nodded in response.
That night, no one from the city lord's palace came to disturb them again.
In a city like Shuncheng, the strongest skill in the city lord's palace is probably the middle-to-late-stage cultivation of the Supreme Saint. After the previous battle, naturally he would not dare to send anyone to die again.
Early the next morning, after everyone had breakfast, they took Bai Minzi and Bai He to fly towards the Xingyue Sect.
Bai Minzi didn't know what happened last night until he woke up this morning. After seeing Bai He, the two briefly exchanged a few words and each remained silent.
Bai He learned about Ling Hao's true combat power from his nephew, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that Bai Minzi would really fall into Ling Hao's hands.
Bai Minzi didn't know that Ling Hao had already reached the half-step Divine Emperor realm, and thought he was still at the ninth level of the Holy Saint.
Xingyue Sect was a hundred kilometers away from Shuncheng. About a quarter of an hour later, everyone landed at the foot of a mountain.
Thousands of meters away from everyone, there was a huge manor, where the Xingyue Sect was located.
"Tsk, tsk, this sect's compound is really not small!" Zhuihun said with emotion.
"Who are you? This is the Xingyue Sect, no one can get close to it."
After everyone walked a hundred meters away from the gate of the manor, a man walked out of the guard box and shouted loudly.
Before he finished speaking, he recognized Bai He and Bai Minzi.