After hearing this, Zhou Hao smiled and shouted loudly, "Old Dog, what are you? No wonder that the puppy is a soft egg, it turns out that you asked you to eat the egg."

You have no confidence, you are pointing in front of me, old dog, let you die, you stay for me, I will kill you first, I will kill you later.

Zhou Hao was completely infuriated, thinking that he would release all his anger today and establish his authority by the way.

Elder Miao was so lucky, hum! Hum!

If this weren't in the fierce mountain ring, the guy would have been searched long ago.

Mr. Miao was almost happy because he had never seen anyone so angry that he was so angry.

Mr. Miao took some effort to get on the ring and was far away from Zhou Haolong in his heart. Boy, you have thought about it. You will die if you really hit you.

This guy doesn't want to fight now.

Zhou Hao ignored him, held the magic sword, and the golden sword light shot straight into the sky, waved to Mr. Miao, come on, soft eggs.

Mr. Miao has lost his courage and cannot even perform half of the cultivation level of the fourth level of foundation building at this moment.

Come on! Zhou Hao didn't attack fiercely, as if he was looking for the rhythm of fighting. Young Master Miao released his shield, defended the talisman, took out the top-grade magic sword, and rushed straight to Zhou Hao to kill.

After all, he is a foundation-building cultivator and is well equipped. Even with the blessing of magic power, the lower-grade magic weapon cannot cut off the top-grade magic weapon. The opponent's defensive talisman is also very powerful. Zhou Hao's magic sword slashed over, which means that the body-protecting light curtain was a little dim.

Seeing that Zhou Hao could not break his defense, Mr. Miao suddenly became arrogant. Boy, I was scared to death. I thought you were so powerful. He didn't avoid Zhou Hao's attack as he said that, but he just attacked, and the top-grade magic weapon flashed with cold light.

Zhou Hao dodged like a swimming fish, but he was not so stupid as to use the shield supported by magic power to touch it.

It seems that it’s over, even this little monk can’t break the other person’s defense, how can he win?

There is nothing we can do about this! Since we are on the ring, we have to bear the consequences.

When Elder Miao saw his son showing great power, he also raised his lips and hummed! Boy, you will suffer later.

The two of them fought fiercely on the ring. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Miao gasped heavily.

He shouted, boy, don't hide.

Zhou Hao smiled and said, "You are stupid!" Don't you hide and wait for you to kill me?"

Even a foundation-building monk, who uses top-grade magic weapons at a high frequency like him, still has to chase Zhou Hao. How much mana consumes, and his physical strength and spirit are still exhausted.

Zhou Hao accelerated a little faster, and the sword light hit the shield like raindrops. The originally strong talisman shield was at this moment, and his eyes saw the limit. When Mr. Miao saw Zhou Hao attacking, he was happy and didn't notice it.

Elder Miao saw clearly in the audience. Seeing that Zhou Hao attacked his son again and did not hide, he shouted, be careful, hide quickly.

Young Master Miao was about to stab Zhou Hao’s neck with a sword. When he heard his father shouting to hide, he wondered, what should he hide? Are you asking the enemy to hide?

Puff! I suddenly felt a huge pain in my chest. I looked down and saw a sharp sword stuck in my chest. I raised my head and looked at my father below the stage, and a hint of bitterness appeared in my heart.

What did you want to say when you open your mouth? But the strength in your whole body is gone.

My father, I can't hide! Then there was no light in front of me.

Haha, how stupid is this? Do you think your magic power is boundless! Or do you think that the advanced talismans are invincible.

Yes! This is to be dying.

The monk watching echoed in Elder Miao's ears, but he couldn't hear what he said? Anger filled his chest at this moment.

My son died in front of him, opening his mouth, puffing! A mouthful of blood was spurted out,

Ah! Elder Miao, who was crazy, rushed to the ring and hugged his son.

He is nearly two hundred years old, and he is just a son, a white-haired man who gives away a black-haired man, and he is completely disappointed for a moment.

After a long time, Elder Miao, who had become much older, took out a piece of white silk from the storage bag, wrapped his son's body up finely, held it on the side of the ring, son! You are here to watch, and my father will avenge you now.

Looking at Zhou Hao standing on the ring, his expression was cold and without any fluctuations. He said in a cold voice, boy, how are you going to die?

Zhou Hao quickly recovered his mana consumption when he came on stage. Although the two battles only consumed some physical strength for him, the mana consumption was nothing at all.

He didn't run away because the other party had been locking himself.

Haha, why do your family love bragging! Everyone wants me to die, but in the end they die themselves.

Elder Miao doesn't say much anymore, and his only idea now is to kill the other party.

A magic sword passed through the ring, with a sharp murderous intent, die!

Zhou Hao's hair stood up all over his body, and the low-grade magic sword in his hand stabbed out, but the man shot to the left.

Bang, two swords, with magic power and murderous intent, collided in the air. How could a low-grade magic weapon withstand the attack of the high-grade magic weapon immediately turn into pieces and splash everywhere?

Zhou Hao knew that the time was coming to fight. Giving up the magic weapon that he was not good at was a helpless move, and it was also a stagnation and paralysis of the other party. As for the effect, it didn’t matter whether it was good or bad.

Before his figure could land, two lightning bolts slashed up, one at Elder Miao and the other directly hit the magic sword, the foundation-building cultivator, even at the eighth level in the late stage.

He didn't dare to let the spell hit, but the body protection spell also covered the whole body with flashes of thoughts. Lightning hit the shield and sparks flew everywhere, but the magic sword was not so lucky. The magic sword that had not been recovered was directly shattered.

Elder Miao took a long time to refine magic weapons, and had a little spiritual connection with the magic sword. He immediately felt that he could not control the magic sword flying, so he wanted to take it back, but Zhou Hao had no intention of stopping with one strike.

Papa, two more lightning strikes followed, and dozens of spells of Red Gold Blade and Han Bingling hit the body protection spirit cover in a moment like a storm. Elder Miao consumed magic power to support the spirit cover quickly dimmed. There was no way, so he had to maintain the connection between the magic weapon and divide most of the spirit to strengthen the power of the body protection technique.

The many monks watching the audience were stunned and were ready to watch Elder Miao abuse Zhou Hao, but they knew that the change was so fast.

Elder Miao's shock from being surprised to not being cut, to being shocked now can be said to be extremely miserable because he found that Zhou Hao's magic power was too terrifying.

As long as he dares to relax a little now, the heavy rain-like magic will definitely smash himself into pieces as soon as possible.

Old ghost, I see how long you can last?

Fighting and fighting will lead to failure after a long period of time. Elder Miao could have expected such a Qi Refining Cultivator to be so violent in his magic power, but he was not in a hurry. In his opinion, Zhou Hao's magic will definitely not last long. How much magic power can a small Qi Refining Disciple have to support such sharp magic display.

In the restaurant in the distance, a woman in plain dress rushed to the stage as early as Elder Miao's arrival, and now she was full of worry on her face.

Zhou Hao saw Elder Miao staying at the door but not fighting back. He understood his idea and wanted to use up all my magic power when he spoke. OK, then I will act with you, so that you can cry without tears.

Spells, attacking like storms, and a quarter of an hour passed without any signs of weakening. Elder Miao frowned. Why is it so lasting? Because he also knew how difficult it is to maintain defense. Moreover, Zhou Hao's spells vary widely, and four or five kinds of spells are like flowers, which makes people unpredictable.

Another half a quarter of an hour passed, and Zhou Hao's magic finally slowed down a little, Elder Miao was happy and said loudly: Haha! Boy, why are you slow? Are you not powerful? Keep working hard to see if you can break through my defense. Boy, you are here!

He is ferocious and vicious, and he is about to kill the other party to relieve the hatred in his heart. How can he be unhappy?

Zhou Hao slowly reduced the number of spells and scolded him: Old boy, you are very capable. Why can't I fight back if I can't fight back? Or do you know how to spells? Do you want me to let you pick up the sword?

Boy, you just keep your mouth firm, see how long you can hold on?

After another quarter of an hour, Zhou Hao suddenly stopped the spell, jumped to the distance, put his hands on his waist, and gasped heavily.

Elder Miao suddenly paused and then laughed, "Why, kid is not doing this!" He took back the magic sword that was struck by thunder and had no reaction, and hurriedly put it back with a heartache.

Zhou Hao was panting while observing the opponent. After nearly half an hour of defense, even the foundation-building monk, facing Zhou Hao's magic attack that was no less than the power of foundation-building, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and his face turned slightly pale.

Haha, Zhou Hao yelled, old ghost, since you still want to be beaten, then I will help you.

After receiving the move, a small thunder ball hit. Elder Miao didn't care. He shook his hand and was also a shield. The thunder ball shattered, and Elder Miao, who was about to laugh at, opened his mouth wide.

Following the thunder ball, Zhou Hao used the strongest spell, and a meteor fire rain broke out. Then, a golden storm more than ten meters long slashed up, and then, a huge storm vortex formed on the stage.

After casting the three spells, Zhou Hao did not stop and quickly took out two medium-grade spirit stones and held them in his palms. While moving to the ring, he recovered his mana.

He did not relax. He might not kill more than 10% of the other party, while he might be seriously injured.

Elder Miao's carelessness and negligence led to the current misery. Huo Yu easily broke his shield and hit him on his body. Although he was surprised, he used his spell to put out the fire, but Huo Yu would still burn his skin and flesh.

The sword blade that followed was flying across the body with flesh and blood, and some bones were exposed. If it weren't for the cultivation, I would probably have to penetrate several holes on my body.

The storm that followed stirred the remaining sword blades, almost swaying Elder Miao,

When everything was calm, everyone in the audience exclaimed. There was a burly and capable Elder Miao on the ring, only a bloody figure stood in the scene, with blood and flesh everywhere under his feet.

Vomit, many people covered their mouths and almost vomited.

Elder Miao trembled with his claws, his hands were almost gone, and his bloody blood fell to the ground.

You, okay, cruel

Junior, die! He stepped on the ring with his feet and rushed towards Zhou Hao. His magic power quickly became violent.

There is a monk with good eyesight in the audience, fuck! Run! Self-destruction...

The crowd exploded

People near Zhou Hao's direction were full of curses.

Zhou Hao didn't expect Elder Miao to explode, and he was the first to be hit. He ran away for fear of death faster, so he fought hard.
Chapter completed!