A faint light appeared on Fang Hao at some point, and his speed became extremely fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“So fast…”

The old man with long face, Elder Liu, Yan Pubai, the three of them shrank their eyes and looked a little shocked on their faces.

"What a quick escape technique? I don't give in to you compared to me, so I can't let him run away..."

The three of them were shocked, and the escape light rose, and they chased the cold light in the Wuji Mountain territory.

What happened to the dog, looking a little helpless.

Three foundation-building elders chased a young monk who had just been promoted to the inner sect.

Among them, Yan Poubai was also a peak master in the late stage of foundation building.

Elder Liu and the old man named Zhao were slightly inferior, but they also had strong strength at the mid-stage foundation building level.

Three such people took action to chase a small inner disciple at the same time. This is too fussy.

The dog cried at a loss: "It's not good, it's not good, it's a fight..."

Inuiyama, the disciples of Haoyang Peak walked out of their respective caves one after another.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes flashed one after another and looked at the dim light and three escape lights that were spinning in the sky one after another.

"Dong!"

Yan and ruined spiritual sense blocked the north and south directions, and the old man surnamed Zhao and the elder surnamed Liu were responsible for both east and west directions.

All four directions were shrouded in by terrifying spiritual consciousness.

However, this does not seem to have any strong binding force on the ghost light, and the ghost light is still rapid.

The three people's spiritual blockade obviously had no effect on the ghost light.

The shock on Yan Pubai's face became a little stronger again.

He chanted the mantra in a low voice and raised his hand to release hundreds of black sword threads.

Puff!!

The sword energy surged, and it was obvious that it was a powerful sword move, and it rushed towards the faint light ahead.

The sword force covers ten miles in a radius! The faint light is covered in it.

However, the ghost light is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I saw it slightly shake, and an invisible wave came from the depths of the void, and in the blink of an eye it blocked the black sword thread outside.

Elder Liu, three steps into a fist, two steps into a palm, his face was ferocious, and he shouted in a low voice: "Sliding Mountain Palm!"

The void within a radius of ten miles became twisted, and the mountain-shaped palm prints burst into the sky and blasted towards the faint light.

On the other hand, the light flashed with the flow and jumped thousands of times in an instant, just avoiding the palm energy.

The old man named Zhao took out a red wooden sword from his cuff with a greedy expression. He immediately opened his mouth and spitted out blood and dripped it on it. He opened his mouth and swallowed it, and swallowed the small sword.

A strange scene happened. After the old man swallowed the sword, he disappeared strangely.

The faint light that was shooting suddenly bounced away, and a red sword light appeared strangely.

As a result, the light was knocked back to its original position.

Yan Pobai's eyes were extremely rich, and Sen sneered: "A strange treasure protects his body?"

Elder Liu was stunned for a moment. Old Man Zhao's swordsmanship was not the strongest among the same-level cultivators, but not weaker. However, the swordsmanship struck the ghost light but only bounced it away, and did not poke the other party a hole. In this situation, only the protection of the strange treasure can explain it. After all, Fang's cultivation is still too low...

The one who was most touched was Old Man Zhao who swallowed the sword and turned into a sword. Although this old guy kept his hands and didn't want to kill Boy Fang in one go, he also used 60% of his sword power!

Although there is only 60% of the power, even ten cultivators in the sixth level of Qi training were beaten into pieces. Not to mention the cultivators in the sixth level of Qi training, even ten cultivators in the tenth level of Qi training may not be able to block the old man surnamed Zhao's sword power.

However, this kid resisted 60% of his sword power with his sixth level of Qi training.

This instant change.

The old man named Zhao learned that this kid not only possesses a good magic sword technique, but also may also be pregnant with a rare treasure...

A strange treasure? This kid definitely has an amazing strange treasure, a real strange treasure...

The old man surnamed Zhao was excited and transformed into a red sword light again. This time he used 90% of his strength. In addition, the sword threads released by Yan Pofa just surrounded him, and two sword forces attacked one.

Elder Liu was not idle either. He made three fists and two steps to condense his palms. The big hand seal once again covered the sky and sun. The powerful true energy at the foundation-building level resounded like rolling thunder, causing a greater impact on the storm.

The human-shaped eyelids in the ghost light thumped, and the little heart also jumped up.

Needless to say, this person is the anxious Fang Hao.

Seeing that the three elders and monks at the foundation-building level were about to hold themselves. At this moment, their eyes turned red and shouted loudly: "Take all your strength! Kill them."

The moment the sound sounded, the sky wolf in the dark released an extremely terrifying aura of destruction. Then the faint light suddenly surged, and three extremely slender arc-shaped blue light flashed.

"Swoosh"

"Swoosh"

"Swoosh"

After three sounds breaking through the air, the void above Haoyang Peak condensed and then suddenly released.

Pulling and releasing like a sword crossbow, three strange arc-shaped blue lights were shot out one after another. They broke through the powerful attacks of the three elders of the Zhao family. And an arc-shaped blue light slowly turned and it slashed on the red sword light.

Then I heard a "puff".

The swordsmanship of the old man surnamed Zhao was instantly shattered! I spewed out a few mouthfuls of blood and became weak.

This is not over.

At this time, the light had stopped soaring and no longer wanted to use the killing technique.

However, Fang Hao in the ghost light was not ready to stop because of this. His eyes rolled, and the ghost light led him to the void not far from the old man named Zhao.

Without saying a word, five claws form a hook.

Two gray sword lights flashed and ejected violently, slashing on the sky spirit cap of Old Man Zhao.

Then, with a shrill scream, the old man surnamed Zhao was chopped and his hair was flying around and his head started to bleed.

"Ah! Looking for death!!"

I think he is a dignified inner sect elder at the foundation-building level, with his identity, status and strength far above Fang Hao.

now!

This elder Zhao personally faced a mere inner disciple and tried his best to touch a finger. The facts were very different! This also aroused endless anger in his heart.

"Little bastard! You're looking for death."

Old Man Zhao gritted his teeth and backhanded, and two more powerful sword lights shot out crazily.

On the other hand, the faint light flashed through the sky and disappeared without a trace.

Fang Hao also disappeared into the upper area of ​​Haoyang Peak with the faint light. Before leaving, he stared at the old man surnamed Zhao and made a move to wipe his neck.

The action of wiping the neck was seen by Old Man Zhao, and he almost vomited blood and died of death with anger.

Provocation! Great provocation!

A provocation from an outer disciple of the sixth level of Qi training to an inner elder in the middle stage of foundation building.

For Fang Hao, this is a great courage and glory, but it is a great insult and contempt for the old man surnamed Zhao.
Chapter completed!