An elegant man with white skin stared at a black figure in front of him, his face gloomy, and said: "Boy, quickly hand over Emperor Xingyue's technique, otherwise this is the place where you will die!"
Ye Hao didn't take it seriously and said: "If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability!"
The golden light of the monk is flourishing, and a pair of iron fists makes the tiger and tiger strong.
The swordsman in white swung his sword, and a waterfall of silver light hung high in the sky.
The beggar on crutches pointed his cane, and a black tiger rushed straight away.
The three of them all remembered Ye Hao's kindness, so after the tomb collapsed, the three of them chose to stand by Ye Hao's side and fight with him against the elegant man in the Saint King Realm.
As for Duobao San, he did not work hard and looked at Ye Hao from time to time with his big eyes. To be precise, he wanted to get the Xingyue Emperor's skills from Ye Hao.
Ye Hao didn't pay attention to Duobao San's little move, and he and the other three attacked the elegant man together.
The elegant man looked up to the sky and roared: "Hahaha, I am in the Saint King realm, what can you do to me?"
With a wave of his hand, the golden monk was directly slapped away by a palm, and he hit the nearby mountain wall. His right foot shook, and the silver waterfall above his head burst into pieces. With his eyes focused, the black tiger charged towards him and eliminated it.
Intangible.
This is the strength of the Holy King!
It’s not something that several Spirit Emperor monks can compare to!
Ye Hao shouted low, and the power of the stars circulated around him, and the My Dao Sword reappeared in his hand, slowly gathering strength, and said: "The Sword Immortal is coming to this world, the second move, the Sword Immortal descends!"
Boom! A shadow of an old man suddenly appeared from behind Ye Hao, holding the sword in the same posture.
"Ding dong, congratulations to Su Shi for using the second form of the Sword Immortal's Coming to the World. As a reward, you will receive a fifth-level spiritual grass and a Hunyuan Grass."
"go!"
Ye Hao shouted softly, and the Wu Dao sword in his hand turned into a rainbow, carrying supreme power and heading straight towards the elegant man.
The elegant man's eyes were slightly cold, and his spiritual power was working with his hands. A huge bell took shape behind him. Just when the Wu Dao sword was about to stab him, he waved his hands, and the big bell rushed forward, blocking all Ye Hao's attacks.
Come down.
Then, the big bell blasted straight towards Ye Hao.
Bang!
Ye Hao was hit by the big bell and vomited blood repeatedly. At the same time, Ye Hao kept looking around. Although he is now the Lingtian Emperor, it does not mean that he has the strength to fight with the Holy King. This is just to
Delay time and wait for the arrival of Tuntian.
The elegant man's face was filled with joy. He looked at the black figure flying backwards. Just as he was about to rush forward and take it down, suddenly a shadow flashed in front of him, and then he saw a small strip beside Ye Hao's feet.
Native dog.
"Huh? Where did you come from, you little country dog? Get out of here!"
At this time, the four monks Jinguang also came behind Ye Hao. The four of them were more or less decorated. The Holy King was worthy of being a Holy King. They could not resist any of his attacks.
Ye Hao smiled at the four of them and said, "You go ahead, just leave this place to me."
The beggar on crutches covered his chest and said with a smile: "Are you sure?"
The elegant man's blow just now not only shattered his attack, but also severely injured him.
"Well, we are destined to meet again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the beggar on a cane patted Ye Hao's shoulder and turned into a stream of light and left. He still had a bright future and didn't want to lose his life here. As for Ye Hao's kindness in helping him out of trouble, if he had a chance,
If so, you can only repay it later.
The swordsman in white glanced at the little native dog at Ye Hao's feet, then came to Ye Hao and whispered: "If there is a chance in the future, see you in the ancient world."
"Okay." Ye Hao looked at the white clothes and murmured: "The ancient world? Although it is still a little far away from me now, it is not impossible."
"Ye Sangao, you are lucky this time, I will let you go." Duobaosan also said: "If you come to the ancient world in the future, I will definitely entertain you well."
"Haha, Mr. Bao, please don't break your promise when the time comes." Ye Hao smiled back.
In the end, only Ye Hao, Tuntian, the elegant man and the golden monk were left here.
"Aren't you leaving?" Ye Hao turned his head and looked at the sun mark on the chest of Jinguang Monk. He had seen this mark on Huang Qinger's body. This was the reason why he fought desperately to save Jinguang Monk in the medicine garden.
.
Because he wanted to know some clues about Huang Qinger from Monk Jinguang.
I just made indirect inquiries along the way, but Monk Jinguang didn't seem to know.
In this case, Ye Hao no longer had to force him to stay with him, so he thought about letting him leave.
Unexpectedly, Monk Jinguang shook his head, pointed at the elegant man not far away, and then pointed at Ye Hao.
Ye Hao didn't know why, but then Tuntian said: "He is worried that you will be killed by the holy king opposite, so he doesn't want to leave."
"Boy, have you finished arranging your funeral arrangements?" The elegant man suddenly said: "Those people don't matter, so I can let them go, but you are different, you can't leave."
"I didn't plan to leave at first." Ye Hao chuckled.
"It's best to hand over your skills, or you'll die!"
"Hmph." Ye Hao sneered and said, "Tuntian, this is the second thing you promised me, cripple him!"
"Okay." Hearing this, Tuntian laughed loudly and walked towards the elegant man.
The elegant man looked at the little native dog and laughed loudly: "You are just a little native dog and you want to cripple me. Are you kidding me? I am the Holy King..."
Before he finished speaking, the figure of the little native dog suddenly became very huge, with two horns on its forehead, and then a surge of Holy King cultivation was raging in its body.
"This is... the Holy King in the Spirit... Let me go, why does this seemingly inconspicuous little dog have such a high level of cultivation?"
Tun Tian grinned, and the elegant man felt a gust of wind blowing from his back, turned around and ran away.
At this moment, nothing else is more important than your own life.
Tuntian opened his mouth and sucked in, and the elegant man stepped back involuntarily. Just when he was about to fly into Tuntian's mouth, a huge palm directly slapped the elegant man into the soil.
After a burst of dust, the elegant man was about to stand up when he was slapped again.
After repeating this several times, the elegant man felt that his bones were about to fall apart, so he learned his lesson and never dared to act rashly again.
Then, Tuntian picked up the elegant man and placed him at Ye Hao's feet.
Completely abused, the elegant man is simply vulnerable in front of Tuntian.
Tuntian shrank in size, looked at the half-dead elegant man and said: "This guy was severely injured, so he couldn't fully exert the strength of the Lingxiao Holy King, otherwise he wouldn't be unable to go through a round."
Ye Hao chuckled lightly, found a space ring from the elegant man, and said with a smile: "This guy has been in the tomb for a hundred years. He must have a lot of good things, and now they are all easier for me." (To be continued.)