The sentence that had no beginning and no end originally fell here.
This old man is actually a ninth-level warrior, and the two of them have no power to intervene in such a fight!
"This...how is this possible?"
When did such a strong person appear around the oasis?
The two of them had long been mentally prepared for Hao Yidao's combat power, but they never expected that he could really defeat the strongest person in the innate realm!
Tianmen is only one step away from the realm of true martial arts. Therefore, all warriors who escape to the ninth level of heaven are known as "Kings of Martial Arts". Under true martial arts, they lead the world's innate martial arts.
But in the few moments of fighting with Hao Yidao, the white-haired King of Martial Arts failed to take any advantage!
During the battle, the old man's hand loomed in the fog, waving it uncertainly and making it difficult to discern the trajectory. From time to time, he carved a flickering talisman in front of him.
After the seal is formed, it begins to grow on its own, and then, like some kind of 'brand', it is printed on the space around the body.
Suddenly, Hao Yidao felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, his movements became slow and sluggish, and his opponent seemed to have been replaced by the sky itself instead of the old man.
When the innate martial arts reaches the seventh heaven, one can understand the formations of heaven and earth, and use this mysterious power to perform the trapping and killing method. This is an ancient legacy. Although it has declined, its movements can still show great majesty!
"It's a little trick, do you think you can trap your Grandpa Hao like this?" Hao Yidao was fearless and scolded vigorously, "With one sword, you can kill people all over the world. Then take another strike from me!"
High in the sky, all the sword light converged in an instant, condensing to the tip of the sword.
That little bit of white light shines brightly, so dazzling that people can't even look directly at it!
Liu Shuzhu and the young monk hurriedly blocked their sight, but the aura of heroic and decisive killing still lingered in their hearts, and they already had the tendency of "moving forward indomitably as the blade points."
Between his fingers, he seemed to be holding a round of day, shining brighter than the scorching sun. An ordinary swing of the sword made the white-haired King Wu opposite him completely lose his color.
The white light spread out for ten miles and carried away with its tail. The sky and the earth were at peace.
Looking at the King of Martial Arts again, one of his arms hung down limply, with only white bones left. His face was dejected, but he finally found an opportunity to escape from the fight and stood in the distance. His whole body was shrouded in true energy and magical talismans.
Flesh and blood regenerates again at a visible speed.
Liu Shuzhu and the little monk Ruzhen then came to the air, stood next to Hao Yidao, and asked with concern: "How are you, are you not hurt?"
Unexpectedly, Hao Yidao licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and didn't care about his injuries. Instead, he proudly said to the two of them: "What does Hao Daxia's Yidao Immortal do? In other words, this is the unparalleled sword that he realized at that moment.
I mean, do you two have the urge to worship from the bottom of your heart?"
"I worship you, you big-headed devil!" How long has it been, yet he still values his face so much and feels good about himself.
The white-haired King Wu hid in the distance, confronting the three men, but showed no intention of leaving. His true energy steamed from his body, and gray mist regenerated, wrapping his body in it.
Hao Yidao turned his head to the other side and shouted to the empty sky: "You little bitch, you are so brave. How dare you target me? Are you going to show up on your own, or should I use a knife to invite you out?"
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"Kekeke..."
A burst of demonic laughter sounded, and the space suddenly distorted slightly, and a young man and woman appeared from behind.
The man has a majestic appearance and a majestic figure, with a jade belt wrapped around his waist, long hair tied to the top of his head, and his body covered with glow.
The woman has various charms and graceful curves. She is dressed in bright red gauze, with a large area of fair skin exposed. Her short boots are fluttering, and her skirt is spread to the roots of her legs. There are very few parts covered by clothes. At a glance, it makes people...
The blood is flowing!
The two people were Qi Huan and Yan Meier.
Yan Meier's voice was charming, and she smiled at Hao Yidao: "What a one-sword immortal, he can kill all over the world. When a little girl like this sees her, she feels very happy in her heart." She scratched her head, coquettishly, and slowly walked toward the three of them.
Sora came.
Such a beauty, every gesture and gesture is not superfluous, but it makes people unable to feel the slightest disgust.
"No wonder the world wants to call you Hao Wudi. It seems that you can kill the ninth level with the sixth level. It seems that it is not necessarily all empty talk." A refreshing body fragrance quietly filled the air.
When the inexperienced Liu Shuzhu saw this scene, he felt an extremely powerful evil fire rising in his dantian, rushing straight to the top of his head, and many obscene scenes of men and women having sex appeared out of thin air!
The rain is pouring down, rotten to the bone.
Even the little monk Ruzhen stared at it with eyes wide open and secretly swallowed his saliva.
At this time, the blood relic began to rotate on its own, and the warm current traveled around, quickly suppressing the desire, and the living erotic drama in the mind was immediately dispelled!
The little monk also shook his head, said "sin" softly, and then woke up.
Hao Yidao sent a message to the two of them: "This witch's sorcery is very powerful. You two should keep your hearts and don't be dominated by her desires." After saying this, he found that the expressions of both of them had returned to normal, and it was inevitable that there would be more
Somewhat applauded.
Yan Meier stopped in the air a hundred meters away from them.
The white-haired Martial King hurriedly stepped forward and protected her without saying a word.
Three people versus three people, each competing.
Yan Meier glanced at Liu Shuzhu's face a few more times, and what she met was a pair of clear eyes with a bit of lustful lust in them. The surprise on her pretty face was not concealed.
That day, after the little monk used such brute force that the huge boulder reached the sky, she roughly guessed the identity of the little monk, and it made sense that she couldn't charm him.
This young man is clearly of the first level of cultivation, but why can he wake up before the little monk?
"Little girl, you'd better give me a reason. Otherwise, even if you have an old dog from the Nine Heavens by your side, Uncle Hao's sword will not recognize the beauty and will kill you without fail!" It seems that Hao Yidao and Hao Yidao are fighting each other.
She already knew him.
"Bragging." Yan Meier teased him, "Jiuchongtian is known as the Xiantian King of Martial Arts, but when it comes to you, he is said to be a piece of paper. Don't forget that King Wu has a secret method to supplement him. When necessary, his combat power can be increased by ten
Times, it depends on what means you use to deal with it."
At the same time, the young monk was transmitting messages to Liu Shuzhu beside him.
"I know who this witch is. She is the current descendant of Thief Yan, Yan Mei'er."
After Liu Shuzhu saw the word "Qi" embroidered on Qi Huan's collar, he roughly knew that a few people were members of the thieves, but he still couldn't figure out why they came, and he didn't know yet what the two perfect imperial weapons on his body were.
Already exposed!
"Is this witch powerful?"
"Before the age of sixteen, she had entered the fourth heaven. After entering the mystic realm, her Dantian was accompanied by extraordinary visions. This woman has a bad reputation. It is said that she likes to kill beautiful men in the world, and then plucks their hearts and eats them."
Liu Shuzhu's expression was stern, and he unconsciously looked at the two green hands. Yan Meier felt this and smiled sweetly at him, with a cold murderous intention flashing deep in her beautiful eyes.
Liu Shuzhu squinted his eyes.
The young monk sent another message: "However, she can't beat me."
While the two were chatting through voice transmission, Yan Meier and Hao Yidao's conversation continued without pause. They each exchanged a few words, but the deeper meaning was unknown to them.
Yan Meier said: "Have you ever been to the underground of the God Mine?"
Hao Yidao: "Been there."
Yan Meier said again: "Then have you met that person?"
Hao Yidao shook his head: "I saw it outside the mine, but it was hard to take action. Everyone in the mine was in danger. I was lucky to come out alive, but I couldn't take care of it."
Yan Meier didn't believe him.
Hao Yidao frowned and said: "You know how bad my temper is. I don't like to be followed. Why are you chasing me so far just to ask for a result?"
Yan Meier stamped her feet coquettishly, but what she said was: "Of course not, maybe she is thinking about how to kill you?"
Hao Yidao laughed: "If you came here to kill me, why didn't you take action when I was unconscious on the way?"
Before he woke up, he had never come out of the underground secret room. Since Yan Meier had found his trace, he must have been targeted a long time ago. He knew this truth as soon as he thought about it.
"I feel sorry for you."
Yan Meier's face turned cold and her face was filled with regret. Only then did she realize that she had miscalculated. Due to her suspicion, the best opportunity to kill Hao Yidao was missed by her.
Liu Shuzhu's heart thumped.
Halfway?
In that case, the feeling that he was being spied on was not an illusion, but that he was actually being watched secretly!
Have the two imperial weapons of perfection on your body been exposed?
After taking a closer look at the way the young man next to Yan Meier looked at him, she vaguely understood the source of the heat in his eyes.
At this time, two streaks of light suddenly flashed across the sky, and an innate warrior flew through the nearby airspace.
Several people stood high in the sky, especially Yan Meier, who was dressed in bright red and could be seen from a long distance. Or maybe in the previous fight, the power of Hao Yidao's "White Rainbow Passing Through the Sky" was too ostentatious. In short, two streams of light came out.
Turn around and fly straight towards this airspace.
Judging by their speed, they are two more fourth-level heavenly warriors.
Qi Huan stood beside Yan Meier silently, with an unkind expression. He looked at Liu Shuzhu like a hungry wolf staring at a fat sheep, ready to pounce at any moment. The conversation between Yan Meier and Hao Yidao also made him confused.
Two streams of light flew towards this place and whispered to Yan Meier: "They are from the Qin family."
Hao Yidao said coldly: "It's really getting more and more lively."
Yan Meier gave him a big wink and said coquettishly to Qi Huan: "Brother Qi Huan, can you go pick out their hearts and give them to Meier?"
This sentence was unexpected, but Qi Huan frowned and looked at Hao Yidao, worried about her safety. He wanted to say something else, but Yan Meier's face instantly turned cold, showing an extremely unhappy expression.
Qi Huan immediately shut up and said wisely: "Mei'er, wait a moment." He turned around and rushed towards the two Qin family warriors.
Liu Shuzhu and the young monk were shocked one after another. They thought that although the Qin family members were not summoned by her, they were all in the same gang of thieves. Since ancient times, they had inherited the same lineage and could be helpers at least. They did not expect that she would instruct Qi Huan to go there.
Kill two people.
Hao Yidao was not surprised by this.
At the same time, Liu Shuzhu couldn't help but think that the two people from the Qin family who came from the sky were already quite old, around fifty or sixty years old. This Qi Huan was just a third-level heavenly warrior, could he be their opponent?