Chapter 1640 I just want to run away now, it’s too late!
call!
As the vortex emerged, all the sword strikes made by Ling Hao were sucked in.
Then, like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no movement.
"receive!"
The old man surnamed Zheng said in a deep voice again. The speed of the vortex was getting faster and faster, and the void was stirred up to the point of being turned upside down.
Ling Haodang, who was hundreds of meters away, felt a strong suction pulling him towards the center of the vortex.
"It's interesting!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then I'll show you your trump card!"
While speaking, he put the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife into his waist, and then vigorously activated Long Ao Jiutian.
The nine divine dragons set off a huge wave in the void, the wind howled, and the thunder flashed.
In the blink of an eye, the nine dragons merged into one, and the phantom dragon looked up to the sky and roared, then rushed towards the opponent's vortex at high speed.
Boom!
A loud noise as powerful as thunder spread across the void, the Shadow Dragon and the air vortex exploded at the same time, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
At the same time, two figures could be seen shooting out, it was Ling Hao and the old man named Zheng.
Ling Hao stabilized after flying backwards for a distance of two to three hundred meters, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath slightly disordered.
The old man surnamed Zheng flew a thousand meters before barely stopping in mid-air, with a large amount of blood pouring out of his mouth.
Looking at his posture, it was obvious that he had been severely injured and his breath was extremely weak.
"How can it be"
The old man surnamed Zheng muttered with horror on his face.
call out!
Before he finished speaking, Ling Hao's figure rushed over again, and an arc of sword light struck him.
The old man felt a strong aura of crisis sweeping towards him, and without any time to think about it, he hurriedly hid aside.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and managed to escape.
However, just as he came to calm down, an almost material wave of energy had already surged.
I wanted to escape again, but it was too late.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and he was seen floating out like a kite with its string broken.
He had already been severely injured, but under the bombardment of Tianxuan Finger, he had no chance of surviving.
Just like the old man surnamed Qu before, he fell to the ground, his head tilted and he lost his breath.
At this point, two strong men who were half a step into the extraordinary realm perished!
After dealing with the two of them, Ling Hao adjusted his breathing slightly, then turned and rushed in the direction of Chi Xiaoxuan.
Chi Xiaoxuan's opponent was an eighth-grade holy emperor and two seventh-grade holy emperors.
So far in the battle, the seventh-level woman has been stabbed to death by her sword.
The remaining two men also had some injuries.
When Chi Xiaoxuan fought against three late-stage Saint Emperors alone, it was naturally not easy for her. There was a faint trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and her combat power was reduced by 20 to 30%.
"She is almost at the end of her strength. Don't hold back any more and fight quickly!" The tall man looked at his companion and said.
"Okay!" The other man nodded in response.
After finishing speaking, the two of them each used all their remaining skills to attack Chi Xiaoxuan.
However, in the face of the two people's offensive, Chi Xiaoxuan ignored them at all, glanced at them casually, then ducked and rushed in the direction of Zhu Xiaoru.
At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Xiao Lingzi, I'll leave them to you, I'll go help Xiaoru!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao's voice sounded at the same time.
call out!
As soon as the voice fell, two arc-shaped blades struck out like lightning.
"Um?!"
The two men immediately felt a terrifying and boundless aura of crisis envelope them.
He stood up with a look of horror on his face.
Then, without any hesitation, he quickly fled to the side.
However, if he wanted to run away at this time, it was obviously too late.
With Ling Hao's current combat power, a single strike of his sword was enough to kill the opponent of the seventh-grade Holy Emperor, not to mention that both of them were injured.
As a result, there were no surprises!
After the sword light passed, the figures of the two men stagnated for a moment, then split into two and fell to the ground, blood spurting out wildly.
Neither of them knew at the moment of their death at the hands of whom they died.
After dealing with the two men, Ling Hao took a quick look at the battle situation between the two sides.
There were a total of six extraordinary people on the other side. Except for Yin Sheng, the others all had early-stage extraordinary abilities.
Xin Jun, the great elder of the Lingxu Taoist Sect, along with several members of the Elder Pavilion and the two brothers Yuan Han, were fighting fiercely with the other party.
Judging from the current situation, it is an evenly matched situation.
However, based on Ling Hao's observation, Xin Jun and his party have vaguely gained the upper hand, and it is estimated that it will not take long to dominate the battle.
Apart from these six people, the strongest opponents among the others are Lu Yue and Zhu Xiaoru.
There are five people in total, two seventh-grade Saint Emperors and three sixth-grade Saint Emperors.
Both sides have been fighting until now, and each of them has serious injuries. Relatively speaking, Lu Yue and Zhu Xiaoru are more serious.
With the fighting power of both of them, it is not easy for them to persist until now.
Of course, with the addition of Chi Xiaoxuan, the battle situation reversed without any suspense.
Before one of the men, a seventh-grade Saint Emperor, could realize what was going on, he was chopped into two pieces by Chi Xiaoxuan's sword Xiao Qiankun, and then fell from the air.
After killing this man, Chi Xiaoxuan rushed towards the other seventh-grade Holy Emperor again.
Now that Lu Yue and Zhu Xiaoru no longer have the pressure of their opponents from the seventh-grade Saint Emperor, the three sixth-grade Saint Emperors are naturally no longer their opponents.
After a few rounds, the three of them were lying on the ground. Although one of them was still breathing, looking at his posture, he didn't have long to live.
In addition, Qinglong, Canglang and others were fighting fiercely with the remaining people of the opponent.
Ling Hao took a general look at everyone's situation and found that the two sides were equally matched, so he was not in a hurry to lend a helping hand and decided to give everyone some training.
Then, he dodged and rushed towards the battle circle of Xin Jun and others.
Bang!
At this moment, a shocking loud noise came from Xin Cheng's battle circle in the distance, which was deafening.
At the same time, I saw a figure shooting backwards like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. It flew a thousand meters away and then barely stood in the air. It was Yin Sheng.
At this time, he had long lost his previous aura, blood was constantly spilling from his mouth, his breath was extremely weak, and his combat power was only about 60%.
Although he is very strong, it is still difficult to fight against Xin Jun, the old man Xuying and Bai Ling.
"We will meet again!"
Yin Sheng then looked at Xin Cheng and said something in a deep voice before disappearing in a flash.
"I want to run now, it's too late!" Xin Cheng's voice sounded at the same time.
While speaking, he twisted his eyes, then raised his hand and waved, and a barrier covering an area of 20 to 30 kilometers was immediately formed.
Goo!
At the same time, Bai Ling screamed and shot forward like a bolt of lightning, with a speed far faster than that of warriors of the same level of combat power.
Boom!
The next moment, there was a muffled sound more than ten kilometers away, and Yin Sheng bumped into the barrier, causing the barrier to tremble.
"Break it for me!"
Yin Sheng frowned, formed a violent mark and blasted towards the barrier.