"!"

Feeling the terrifying aura emitted by Yang Jie's body, Liu Hao was shocked and hurriedly flew backwards.

"The second style of Long Xiao Sword Technique--" Yang Jie said about Long Xiao Sword Technique, but his right hand shook and a swung the Seven Star Palm of the Crazy Fire.

A phantom of a fire dragon soared into the sky and swept towards Liu Hao.

"You're playing tricks on me?"

When Liu Hao saw that it was the fire dragon, not the Mosasaur of Thunder and Lightning, he was stunned, but he soon came to his senses.

Yang Jie used this move before, and it was quite powerful, but compared with "Dragon Sound Sword Technique", it was a 100,800-mile difference. Moreover, the Dragon Sound Sword Technique is a sword technique, but this guy made a palm shadow. Isn't this fooling person?

Knowing that this was not Long Xiao’s sword technique, Liu Hao no longer dodged, angrily reprimanded, waving his fists to smash the fire dragon sweeping over.

In Liu Hao's opinion, except for the combination skills and the Long Xiao Sword Technique, Yang Jie's attacks are not worthy of evidence.

The fist wind and the fire dragon were slammed together, bringing up the firelight that soared into the sky.

The fist that Liu Hao punched out was like a magic sword, breaking through the fire dragon. However, before he could be happy, he suddenly felt like something was stabbing his fist.

"ah!"

Feeling the severe pain from his fist, Liu Hao couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, and quickly retracted his hand. When he fixed his eyes, he saw that there were actually several silver needles inserted in his hand, and he couldn't help but pull it off.

"I advise you not to act rashly! Pull it off rashly, be careful that your arm is ruined!" Yang Jie grinned.

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Liu Hao looked at Yang Jie with contempt.

"Haha, believe it or not!" Yang Jie shrugged, with an expression that I would not stop you from committing suicide.

Seeing Yang Jie's confident smile, Liu Hao's face was solemn, but he had to believe it.

Although they do not have acupoints in the Tieyi Gate, they still have some knowledge of acupoints. Some advanced acupoint methods can indeed destroy people's limbs, and practitioners are no exception.

Liu Hao doesn't want to use his own hands as this experimental product...

"Are you plotting against me?" Liu Hao said gritting his teeth.

He never expected that the fire dragon that Yang Jie beat was just a trick, but his real killer move was the silver needle covered by the flames.

"Congratulations, you answered correctly!" Yang Jie nodded seriously.

"I kill you!"

Liu Hao looked at the playful smile at the corner of Yang Jie's mouth, and a ball of unknown fire arose, and he waved another fist to hit Yang Jie.

Yang Jie gently tapped the ground with his toes and flew backwards. At the same time, several silver needles were thrown out.

"!"

Seeing this, Liu Hao's eyes narrowed and he activated his mind to control the silver needle that was shot.

Wrapped by the power of thought, several silver needles actually rotated in the air, turned around and shot towards Yang Jie...

"!"

Looking at the silver needle that turned the spear and shot at him, Yang Jie shook his right hand again, and he used his Shenxing acupoint hand to shoot out several silver needles again.

The silver needles collided in the air and landed one after another.

At the same time, Yang Jie suddenly rose up, holding the Mosaichio Bone Sword, and rushed towards Liu Hao.

"Boy, do you really think I'm afraid you won't be able to do it? Kill me for the earth-breaking palm-" Liu Hao couldn't help but roar and slapped out his palm when he saw Yang Jie rushing towards him again.

The palm shadow that Liu Hao smashed out quickly magnified in the air, covering the sky and the sun, and covering Yang Jie.

"!"

When Yang Jie saw this scene, a hint of horror flashed in his eyes, but he did not dodge. He held the hilt of the Mosaichi Bone Sword with both hands and stabbed towards the giant palm.

"Hiss--"

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road. Yang Jie's bone sword and Liu Hao's palm shadow hit each other. The Mosaichi Bone Sword is as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and it separates the palm shadow from both sides.

The terrifying energy ripples burst out in the area where the two were fighting, and the spiritual vortex rushed around strongly.

The ground under Liu Hao's feet was cracking inch, and his body also rubbed against the ground and then retreated for several meters.

Yang Jie's tiger's mouth was also shattered, and blood was flowing, but he still held the Mosaicha Bone Sword tightly, breaking through the huge palm shadow bit by bit, and continuing to move forward, with a sharp face, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

"I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

Liu Hao roared angrily, and the shadow of his palm suddenly swelled, and a large amount of spiritual power was instilled into his palm, so he barely stopped his retreating figure.

"boom--"

With a blast, the palm wind and sword light scattered everywhere.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yang Jie's mouth, and his body staggered back a few steps, then he barely stopped his retreating figure. His right hand was numb, and even holding the Mosaichi Bone Sword began to tremble, as if he was hit by lightning.

Liu Hao was not having a good time. He slid back several meters. When he looked at his hand, he saw that his hand was cut by the bone sword, revealing the thick white bones, and blood surged out.

During this time, the two of them fought to the point where they were equal, and no one could get any benefits.

"..." Although Liu Hao did not suffer any loss, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be about to spew out flames.

In his opinion, he is a moon-level master. If he fights Yang Jie with a star-level perfection, it must be a complete crushing, not an equal match!

This is indeed the case under normal circumstances. Even if Yang Jie has the strength far beyond the star-level Great Perfection, it is unlikely to fight against Liu Hao. After all, the total amount of spiritual power is here, and the gap between the two is too big.

But this is just a software deficit, but in terms of hardware, Yang Jie has a magic weapon like the Mosaicha Bone Sword, plus the Immortal Golden Body.

The Iron-Clothing Sect practices the body, and the physical body of the same level is unparalleled;

But Yang Jie also has the body transformed by the three ancient overlords, including Mosasaur, Tyrannosaurus Rex, and Wind God Wingdra, which is not inferior to the other party, and is even better than that.

"Boy, I must kill you!" Liu Hao said viciously.

"If you have any skills, just use it!" Yang Jie handed the Mosaicha Bone Sword to his left hand, and his right hand had consumed most of his strength from the attack just now, and could not use any strength.

"If you want to be arrogant, you can only take advantage of the present. I will definitely smash you down next!"

Liu Hao shouted loudly, and then punched out again. The ground cracked when the fist wind was facing, like a speeding armored vehicle sweeping over, reaching the extreme speed.

"Dang--" Yang Jie waved the Mosaicha Bone Sword to block it.

With a loud bang, Yang Jie spitted out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his body rubbed against the ground and flew out dozens of meters. Then he barely stopped and looked at Liu Hao again, his eyes full of shock.

Unexpectedly, the other party was seriously injured and could launch such a strong attack. This punch was probably worth millions of pounds!

All this was not over yet. He forced Yang Jie to retreat with one punch. Liu Hao did not stop the attack, but instead pursued the victory. His early cultivation level was fully revealed by him. He waved his left hand frantically and punched out with one punch. Each punch had millions of pounds of force, and the earth was shaken and the momentum was terrifying.

Although Yang Jie did not have the terrifying power as Liu Hao, he did not dodge. The Mosaichi Bone Sword danced wildly, bringing up the sword energy in the sky, colliding with the other party again and again.

A large drop of sweat flowed from the top of the two people's heads, but the two did not retreat at all. Instead, they became more and more intense and neither of them obeyed each other.

Yang Jie's right arm was shocked and numb in the battle just now, and he could not exert any strength; and Liu Hao's right fist was also pricked by Yang Jie's silver needle, so he could not exert force, so the two of them were completely a competition between the left hand and the left hand.

The two of them almost activate the attack to the extreme. Yang Jie would slash dozens of swords every second, each sword was powerful and powerful, as if it could slash the world.

Liu Hao waved his fists and bombarded him, and each fist seemed to be able to cut a mountain.

In just a few minutes, the two of them hit each other dozens of times.

Yang Jie kept spitting out blood, but his eyes were filled with golden light. Not only did he have any fear, but he was ignited with a huge sense of fighting in his heart.

Even Yang Jie did not even realize that under such severe tempering, the defense of the immortal golden body was being urged to be gradually activated, constantly repairing the injuries on his body...

"Splitting the Earth--"

Liu Hao shouted loudly, jumped high, and smashed Yang Jie with one leg. The wind of his legs actually swelled several times like the previous palm shadow.

The giant legs and the Mosaichi Bone Sword were slammed together. Yang Jie's voice spit out a mouthful of blood, and half of his body was directly smashed into the ground. Liu Hao was also shocked by this powerful recoil force for dozens of meters.

"Boom--" And at this moment, the battlefield on the other side suddenly changed, and with a loud bang, the ground began to shake violently.

Yang Jie and Liu Hao were both shocked and turned around and looked over there.
Chapter completed!