Chapter 829: A generation of fierce generals died.

The fierce battle between Zhao Mang and Yuwen Hao was affected by a wide range, and the practitioners in this area would consciously retreat, and at this time, they would not want to suffer unintentional disasters.

The performance of Yuwen Hao in fighting against Zhao Mang, who was holding a crazy knife with his bare hands attracted the attention of many people.

No matter where Yuwen Hao is, he can always grab the attention of too many practitioners, making some practitioners who originally had a grudge against Yuwen Hao very unhappy.

Ye Shaobai is one of them. At this time, there is still some time left. Let Yuwen Hao be crazy first. When it is nearing the end, it is when he takes action against Yuwen Hao.

Yuwen Hao, can't stay.

This is the death order given by the family. If Yuwen Hao did not appear this time, it would be fine, but he still appeared. How could Ye Shaobai forget the shame of Nanyun City?

It was not that the rest of the battle completely stopped, but they noticed the battle between the two intentionally or unintentionally. As for the battle, it was even more intense. There was no way, and time passed by little. What they had to do was to weaken the overall strength of other areas as soon as possible.

The crazy sword Zhao Mang is the pride of Feng Dong’s Dongyun Palace. At this moment, other practitioners cannot help Zhao Mang, so they can only cheer for Zhao Mang in their hearts.

"Song of a Mad Sword!"

After fighting fiercely for so long, Zhao Mang obviously did not expect that Yu Wen Hao, who was in close combat, would be so strong, and he would resolve his repeated offensives. Not only that, he also took the opportunity to put pressure on him.

Ordinary attacks cannot solve Yuwen Hao, so he naturally seeks other methods.

The mad sword trembled, let out a low moan, flickering little by little, and the shadow of the mad sword swept like waves, not only a sound wave attack, but also a substantial attack.

These low moans were only targeting Yu Wen Hao, so Yu Wen Hao felt even stronger, and the low moans were like magical sounds. However, his eardrums hurt and his spiritual sense was distracted.

His eyes became blurred, and he could only watch the shadows rolling in.

"Damn it! Change!"

Yuwen Hao suddenly turned into fluorescence and dissipated in the space, with no trace to be found.

Zhao Mang didn't believe the words of those practitioners before, but now he felt it himself. His face turned cold for a moment, and he always paid attention to the surroundings vigilantly, for fear of Yuwen Hao's sneak attack.

That's right, Yuwen Hao was moving towards him and dared to use sound waves to attack him. How could he sit and wait for death? It would be impolite to come and not go back. So Yuwen Hao appeared beside Zhao Mang, put his hands beside his mouth, and pointed at Zhao Mang's ears.

roar!

A sound like a dragon roar suddenly exploded in Zhao Mang's ear, directly penetrating Zhao Mang's left ear, penetrating his head, and entering his right ear.

This sudden roar made Zhao Mang lose his mind. After the roar, Zhao Mang, who was caught off guard, had bright red blood flowed out of his ears. Not only that, his entire head was still roaring.

However, Zhao Mang is not an ordinary practitioner. In this case, regardless of the pain in his body, he held a crazy knife in his hand and slashed at the source of the sound.

But with one knife, it was a slash. Yuwen Hao's figure had already appeared in the sky in front of him. He shook his head and looked down at Zhao Mang below.

"Funny?"

How could Yuwen Hao spare him if he dared to use sonic attacks on himself? That's the price.

Zhao Mang touched both cheeks. It was the bright red blood flowing down. He became ferocious. This was the first time he used a sound wave to attack, and was targeted by the other party in this way.

Fun?

Yuwen Hao actually regarded this as a play? Then isn’t he a toy in his eyes?

Zhao Mang directly threw out the crazy knife in his hand and hit Yuwen Hao's chest. Then, his whole body also floated out.

"Battle of the sword!"

Suddenly, the crazy sword was divided into two, two was divided into four, and four was divided into eight, and they were divided into like this. In less than a minute, Yuwen Hao was surrounded by the crazy sword.

Unconsciously, the mad sword blocked all directions, and Yuwen Hao wanted to escape, but it was impossible.

"Tsk, I really think that there is nothing I can do about it?"

“Cremelting!”

Yuwen Hao pursed his mouth and turned into a sea of ​​fire. Not only did he choose to escape, but he carried the rolling flames and spread around him. A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Mang's mouth, and his palm slapped forward. Countless crazy knives stabbed towards the blocked central area from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, all the crazy swords poured into the sea of ​​fire.

"If you destroy me with a mad sword, then I will destroy your mad sword first."

Yuwen Hao's voice echoed in Zhao Mang's ears. Zhao Mang shouted, but unfortunately, it was too late. From the moment the mad sword poured into the sea of ​​fire, he was destined to go but not return.

The hot temperature continued to spread around, and the dense crazy swords completely melted into the sea of ​​fire at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All this is not over yet.

In the sea of ​​fire, fireballs hit Zhao Mang, and Zhao Mang could only move his body to avoid it. However, at the same time, the sea of ​​fire descended towards him at a speed like a stream of light.

Zhao Mang was caught off guard. When the sea of ​​fire was about to wrap himself up, his defense was opened. Not only that, a pair of dark golden armor appeared directly on him.

"Fire is better than consumption money, you can't stop me."

In the sea of ​​fire, Yu Wen Hao let out a wild laugh, Zhao Mang's defense was eroded little by little. Now, only a layer of dark golden armor is left to protect it. The range of the sea of ​​fire is very large, and blocking his breath. No matter how hard he struggles, he still cannot escape from the range of the sea of ​​fire.

He could only watch his dark gold armor gradually melting, as if he was in a stove, enduring the power of endless flames.

Even with the power of the sea of ​​fire, Yuwen Hao injected some ice flame power into it. The ice flame power fell on the armor and penetrated it directly. At this point, Zhao Mang's armor was destroyed, his clothes were destroyed, and his body was under the burning.

But how could his body block Yuwen Hao's flames?

"Yuwen Hao, don't you go too far?"

At this time, Yue Xianling came here. He was the one who moved Zhao Mang to deal with Yuwen Hao. If Feng Dong knew about it, she would probably be blamed.

When he saw Yue Xianling again, Yu Wen Hao stared at her, but he was unhappy no matter how he looked. He seemed to have never provoked this woman on his own initiative, but she dared to deal with Xue Yunduo and had to report Xue Yunduo's affairs. This kind of woman made Yu Wen Hao extremely angry.

If it weren't for the fact that Tianxian Lake Yue Xianyu had rescued him, Yuwen Hao would have killed him without hesitation with her question.

Zhao Mang was burning with the power of flames and kept making heart-wrenching screams. At this moment, he hoped that he should not believe Yue Xianling and deal with Yuwen Hao.

Yuwen Hao's strength is so terrifying. Two years ago, he was just a kid who entered the Immortal Official. Unexpectedly, he could face his own offensive today. Not only that, now, his life and death are only in his mind.

Begging for mercy?

Obviously not. If you beg for mercy, I'm afraid Feng Dong would not let him go.

But besides begging for mercy, what can move him?

Zhao Mang felt his consciousness gradually dissipate, and the pain in his body made him completely numb. He didn't want to die, but who could predict his life and death from entering this space?

"For your sister's sake, I won't care about you, but next time, don't blame me for being ruthless, it's a big deal!"

Yuwen Hao responded to Yue Xianling's words, and his fists clenched tightly. As the last word fell, Zhao Mang turned into dust.
Chapter completed!