"I'm very curious!" Looking at Songhezi about three meters away in front of him, Wang Hu's expression, which was originally painful because of the pain, slowly calmed down and stared at the guardian of Xiang's family and said, "Are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"Hmph, boy, you just broke through the innate world. Before you could consolidate it, you fought with me. Your internal strength was consumed a lot. In addition, my fatal sound attack just now, let alone you are just a warrior in the early stage of the innate world. Even a warrior in the middle stage of the innate world, even under my roar, the five internal organs will vibrate, and the meridians will be broken at least three times. I see how you can continue to use your skills to protect yourself!" Song Hezi's eyes flashed with pity and pity, "I know, I know

It is said that there may be true power in your middle dantian, but are you sure that you can use those true power to command the poor flying sword with weak spiritual energy to kill me with one blow? Hahaha, I predict that it is your last reliance. It is so difficult to absorb true power. It must be supported on the Tianfeng Peak. I have been recuperating for seventy years, and the middle dantian is still empty. I don’t believe that your true power will have so many innate warriors. Don’t say nonsense. Wu Chenzi refuses to come out to save your life, so you can die!"

While speaking, Song Hezi raised his hands high, and a two-meter-long invisible and qualitative Qi sword appeared in his hands. As long as he waved it down, Wang Hu's human head and his body could be separated.

At this critical moment, with a "clang~", the gray small sword flew into the air, like a poisonous snake. The tip of the sword aimed at Song Hezi's head. With a slight movement, it would emit a thunderous attack.

"Unfortunately, you guessed it right. My middle dantian does contain true power, and there are many more, at least more than you guessed. Old guy, try it when you touch me. Didn't you say that, and I also want to try whether my attack can kill you!" Wang Hu's calm face suddenly turned into a terrible and cruel look.[

Wang Hu has experienced countless bloody storms in the years of bullets and bullets, and has also had twenty years of life, but he felt that since he could remember, he had not wasted every day, and he lived a lot of life, so he was more steady and unpredictable than his peers. At the same time, he was used to life and death and was extremely cruel.

"This one doesn't even have a trace of spiritual energy. It's a small sword that is simply controlled by Zhenli. How powerful do you think it can be!" Song Hezi was much calmer than when he saw the gray small sword for the first time. Just now, when he saw this flying sword, he was scared at that time and thought he would die here today. However, after Wang Hu attacked, he was surprised to find that the opponent's method of controlling the flying sword attack was simply garbage in the garbage. He only controlled the small sword in the air with the true power, and simply used the sharpness of the small sword itself, and did not activate any secret methods. In this way, the power of the small sword was greatly reduced.

"Hahaha!" Wang Hu understood that the guardian of the Xiang family should be a Qi training man who knew a lot about the use and knowledge of flying swords. It was his first time to come into contact with the Qi training man and magic weapon field. If it weren't for the old Taoist of the Seven-Star Taoist priest around him, he could explain some legends of magic weapon to him, so that Wang Hu would be confused about how to use magic weapons and activate the gray small sword, which would be nothing more than pouring true power into the small sword. With one thought, he could command it to attack anywhere within a hundred meters. However, in terms of power, it would be more than enough to kill a acquired Great Perfection warrior, but for an old guy like the guardian of the Xiang family, I was afraid that I would still be a little too hungry for old guys like the guardian of the Xiang family.

"Don't use your laughter to hide your panic!" Song Hezi raised a smug smile on his lips. He was just testing Wang Hu. As long as he was unsure of how much true power there was in Wang Hu's body, judging from Wang Hu's reaction, even if he could launch this flying sword attack, he was no longer sure in his heart. This was a very good thing for Song Hezi. If the enemy's mood had cracks, he would have to take advantage of the victory and completely burn it out.

"Puff~" Wang Hu bit the snake's head without hesitation. Even the feeling of skin-cutting pain made his soul feel heart-wrenching pain. At the same time, he looked up at the sky and sprayed out the gray little sword hanging above his head. When he saw Wang Hu's mouth of blood mist seemed to be spiritual, the gray sword body of the little sword made a slight trembling sound. At the same time, the sword carried a strong suction force, sucking all the thick blood mist air onto the sword body!

"Zhengzheng~" the little sword seemed to make another cheerful cry. The three-inch sword body, including the hilt, emitted a red light, as if it was baked by a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees.

This time, Wang Hu did not pretend to shout any slogans like when he dealt with the Golden Line Snake last time. He just stared at Song Hezi who was stunned with a smile on his face, and then, with a "swoosh~", the little sword set off.

It is too late to describe its speed, and it cannot be described. It is very fast, and the distance between the two is only three meters. Secondly, Song Hezi leans forward and has a Qi sword more than two meters long on his hands. It can be said that he does not even make a sound of piercing his body.

When the red little sword appeared again, it was already a distance of one hundred meters away. In between, it took less than a second to see how fast the little sword was.

Xiao Ya and Zhang Wuliang saw a strange scene, but three hundred meters away, Song Hezi's body always maintained the posture of a giant sword trying to cut Huashan. Wang Hu was half lying on the ground, and a red flying sword appeared in the space a hundred meters away. Somehow, the red little sword fell on the snow with a bang and hit the rocks outside. There was a crisp sound, and the rock was directly embedded in the small sword. It can be seen that the sharpness and weight of the sword body reached a shocking level.

"Pu~" Song Hezi's body fell down in a daze, stirring up snow on the ground. Even if it fell, he still maintained the attacking posture, his eyes were full of disbelief. How could a small sword without any spiritual energy become so powerful after increasing its essence and blood? Unfortunately, none of this gave him a chance to understand.
Chapter completed!