Xu Hao's eyes became more and more intense, and he felt that the "Wufeng" in his hand was restless, as if he was eager to fight again.

At the same time, the mystery of the hundred-step flying sword is becoming more and more skillful and transparent in his fierce sword fighting with Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji frowned slightly, the young man opposite him became more and more fighting spirit, and his sword technique seemed to have experienced some strange transformation, and it became even more rapid and fierce.

The sword pierced out a few bright lights, like fireworks, gushing out and rushing towards Feng Wuji.

"What awesome boy, but let's just stop here!"

Feng Wuji snorted coldly, and he was almost stabbed by Xu Hao's sword just now, which made him secretly annoyed. The black blood sword in his hand trembled slightly, sweeping out a large piece of red light, and resisting Xu Hao's crazy assassination.

"Hahaha, please feel free!"

Realizing that Feng Wuji was about to use his swordsmanship, Xu Hao's momentum did not decline but rose, and the blood in his body flowed. He stepped on the arrow and the "Wufeng" raged out, like a real dragon culminating.

boom!

A sound that was as powerful as a bamboo shoot sounded, and the sword curtain supported by Feng Wuji was torn apart by Xu Hao's "Wufeng". The sharp force penetrated into it and made a fierce collision sound.

Feng Wuji finally changed his expression, and a powerful force rushed over, and his body flew backwards, causing his qi and blood to roll in a burst. However, with the help of his sudden retreat, the hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and the blood blew, full of sadness. At the same time, the other hand suddenly clasped into a claw, hung under his body, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"It's the last move of the Black Blood Sword Technique. Now the boy is going to suffer."

"But this seems to prove that the young man has a good at swordsmanship. The key is his age, which is particularly difficult!"

"Hehe, even though that's it, it's still difficult to keep the iron flag."

In the stunning and regretful eyes of everyone, the Black Blood Sword rippled out a craze of blood light, and the sharpness blocked the space around Xu Hao, like a group of snakes biting it, and rushed towards Xu Hao wildly.

More importantly, Feng Wuji's claw technique is very clever and coherent with his black blood sword technique. Xu Hao clearly saw that whenever there is a critical point, he would withdraw his claws, firmly hold the black blood sword, and change hands to move the sword. It was even more fierce and gave people endless sense of depression.

Seeing this, Xu Hao was calm and calm. The Nine Yang Fentian true energy in his body accelerated, causing his body to emit a strong sunshine heat, and directly used the Hundred Steps Flying Sword to the extreme.

Within a hundred steps, absolutely control it!

The first form, the second form, the third form...

Counter-trend!

Lianheng!

The air surges into the sky!

"Wu Feng" is like a dragon, with a sword walking with it, changing endlessly, constantly wielding and assassinating.

Even Xu Hao himself didn't know that he had quietly created a certain trend. As his footsteps moved, the sword edge blocked everything, as if he had turned the surrounding space into his own domain.

Boom boom boom boom!

The first black blood sword light was swept away by Xu Hao with one sword, followed by the second and third... Afterwards, Xu Hao was able to completely suppress Feng Wuji's offensive. As his footwork was stomping, he would counterattack fiercely, disrupting the opponent's rhythm and making his body feel a little unnatural.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It can resist the death-slaying assassination of the Black Blood Sword Technique!"

"It seems that we still underestimate this kid. His sword skills are probably no less than those of the Black Blood Swordsman, and he is even better!"

"Haha, it's really a young man since ancient times. Could this young man really have to step on the reputation of the Black Blood Swordsman?"

Everyone was talking and talking, because of the shock, they all lost their voices and increased their volume. Ning Tianze and Meng Zhen, who were trembling in the distance, had obvious fluctuations in their faces.

When they saw Xu Hao in the sword, they felt a little confused.

"It seems that in the years when I am away, a new genius has emerged in Hanzhou."

Meng Zhen took a deep breath and sighed in his heart.

Ning Tianze, who was opposite, also had his eyes flashing, and his heart was a little restless.

Perhaps it was because Xu Hao was the only peer who had suppressed him. Seeing Xu Hao's majestic momentum, he felt a little uneasy.

Although in the past, Xu Hao only temporarily suppressed him before the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm, the "body refining" field that purely tempered his body and squeezed his muscles and bones, Ning Tianze, who was proud of himself, was still unforgettable.

What's more, he still knew vaguely that Xu Hao had mastered both unique skills in the outer courtyard, and his understanding was a demonic existence.

To a certain extent, Ning Tianze felt that Xu Hao was even more dangerous than Meng Zhen.

Because Xu Hao's rise was too fast, beyond his imagination.

Retracting his thoughts, Ning Tianze stared at Meng Zhen with a cold look, and clenched his fists with both hands. A strong wind gushed out of his fist. As soon as he blew out, a strong golden light was about to burst out from his fist. When he finally moved, it turned into a gorgeous golden airflow.

And with the rolling of golden airflow, a slight dragon roar came out of thin air, shocking the void.

"The advanced martial arts of the Xuan level, the golden scales turn into dragon!"

As he stepped forward, the blood and blood in Ning Tianze's body rose, and he almost heard a rustling sound, which was terrifying.

"The Xuan-level advanced martial arts?"

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhen's face changed drastically and he shouted in a daze.

Even though Meng Zhen often traveled around the world and had a wide range of knowledge, the highest martial arts level he mastered was only at the intermediate level of the Xuan level, and he finally obtained it in a strange experience. However, he did not expect that Ning Tianze actually had a real Xuan level advanced martial arts.

The noise caused by Ning Tianze’s martial arts immediately attracted a shocking and jealous look.

"It's actually a high-level martial arts. It's good to have a martial arts master in Tongxuan Realm. I'm afraid that only the core disciples of the inner courtyard can get in touch with this kind of martial arts."

Someone was stunned for a moment and his expression was full of envy.

In theory, such martial arts are basically considered to be the martial arts of some sects and sects, and they cannot be easily disclosed, but Ning Tianze obviously broke this law.

Obviously, this Xuan-level high-level martial art was given to the dead wood martial artist.

Even so, while everyone was envious and jealous, they also knew clearly that Ning Tianze could obtain it because of his own ability. After all, it was not anyone, it was the legendary spiritual body.

Ning Tianze smiled confidently, his figure was like a big dragon, and his aura was extremely powerful, and he pressed towards the Mengzhencui opposite. On the way to the hostage, the fist wrapped in golden air flow roared and waved, and a golden flame was pulled out, which seemed to be wandering around vaguely, but its momentum became more and more powerful.

The punch had not yet truly shown its power, and everyone present felt a little untenable. They only felt a real dragon lying across the sky, with its momentum overwhelming people, making them feel a little tight of chest.

Even Xu Hao, who was dancing the sword crazy, felt a little depressed.

Fortunately, the Baibu Flying Sword raised his entire body of blood to a peak. In an instant, the depression was completely cut off by his sharp thoughts and continued to kill towards Feng Wuji.

"Boy, let's just stop here!"

Feng Wuji, who was in a fight, could not conquer Xu Hao for a long time, finally made up his mind to no longer retain it.

call out!

The black blood sword suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the sky. The true energy in his body was like a tide, surging and flowing, blessing him with the sword-moving figure, making him even more sharp.

Feng Wuji's claws were slammed on the black blood sword body, and slashed down fiercely, rubbing out a dazzling fire light, making it even more sad and beautiful. He immediately burst out sharp force and shot towards Xu Hao.

Clam! Clam!

Xu Hao fell into a state of selflessness, like a dragon going out to sea, carrying the momentum of moving forward, and taking one step and one sword without showing any weakness. As the "Wufeng" danced, it made waves of roaring sounds.

"A hundred steps to enlighten your heart!"

Feeling the opponent's trickyness and sharpness, Xu Hao was not proud of himself and used his strongest sword stance.

As the "Wufeng" danced, it directly rolled up a vortex of force. For a moment, the earth around Xu Hao was filled with flying sand and stones, and dust in the sky was raised.

Within a hundred steps, his sword power was everywhere.

Kakkakka...

The sharp energy ejected directly cut the ground into a mess, devastated and even lost its correctness. The energy ejaculation directly bounced into the air, cutting out small holes in the clothes of some warriors who were close to watch and fighting, and even accidentally injured them, which immediately made them retreat in shock.

"What a terrifying power. It's really amazing that this young man can use such a terrifying sword technique!"

After personally experiencing the remaining power of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, everyone finally felt the power of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, which was definitely not something that ordinary people could resist.

"Black Blood Dead!"

Feng Wuji roared violently, and the Black Blood Sword was like an angry dragon, carrying the fierce light wrapped in the choice of people to eat, and brought a series of blood-light sabers along the way, with a terrifying momentum.

Black Blood Swordsman, famous in the world.

Feng Wuji was proud inside. He didn't believe that he would be unable to do anything to a young swordsman who was much younger than him. This was something he could never accept.

roar!

Xu Hao's long hair danced wildly, as if he was crazy, and "Wufeng" roared, like a fierce beast. With the momentum of covering mountains and rivers, he rushed to suppress Feng Wuji and waved a sword in the air.

clang!

The violent and harsh sound of collision made many warriors present cover their ears and retreat again.

Under the continuation, the force crushed.

The Black Blood Sword was bent down by the violent force, but it quickly rebounded and returned to its original state without any damage. It was obvious that the sword weapon was of high quality.

Otherwise, ordinary swords.

With Xu Hao's strong alliance, it is really possible to break the spot.

However, the power of the sword body bounced back still shocked Feng Wuji back. On the way to the hostage, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Xu Hao's momentum is even more powerful, and he will make progress.

Find a gap.

A sword slashed away.

Bang!

The air squeezed rapidly in an instant, making an overwhelming sound of pressure explosion, vibrating like an air bomb.

Until now.

Xu Hao's confidence rose sharply, and he was sure to take down the black blood swordsman Feng Wuji!

(End of this chapter)
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