Then Yang Xiaobao waved his arm and slashed out with a knife. The light of the knife suddenly surged, like a silver dragon soaring into the sky, roaring towards Chen Haoyu.
After the sword light hit Chen Haoyu's palm print, it exploded directly and turned into invisible.
As the sword light broke, Yang Xiaobao's figure disappeared from Chen Haoyu's sight like a ghost, and then he appeared behind Chen Haoyu.
Yang Xiaobao suddenly appeared, scaring Chen Haoyu's hair so much that he stood up. He quickly turned around and slapped his palms out suddenly.
With two crisp sounds coming out, Chen Haoyu felt dizzy and his cheeks were also burning. He staggered back several steps before stopping.
Chen Haoyu covered his face and looked horrified.
He had done his best just now without any reservation, but was still injured by Yang Xiaobao.
Although Yang Xiaobao's cultivation is two levels lower than him, he knew that he was no match for Yang Xiaobao at all, and Yang Xiaobao's combat power was too strong.
"Damn, why is this guy so strong?" Chen Haoyu cursed inwardly, and couldn't help but doubt his life.
At this moment, a cold and sarcastic voice sounded in front of Chen Haoyu.
"I said Chen Haoyu, at your level, is it worthy of being called a core disciple of Ningyue Sect?" Yang Xiaobao's face was full of sarcasm, and his tone was full of disdain.
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Yang Xiaobao's mockery completely angered Chen Haoyu.
Chen Haoyu roared angrily, his right hand suddenly reached into his arms, and took out a talisman. He held the talisman in his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body gushed out wildly and injected into the talisman.
In an instant, the talisman emitted dazzling blue light. The terrifying energy contained in the blue light caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply, making people feel like they were in an Arctic glacier.
"Moon Condensing Sword Technique, Kill!"
When the Yue Ning sword technique was completed, Chen Haoyu pointed at Yang Xiaobao with a finger, and a sharp sword light shot towards Yang Xiaobao with an unparalleled aura.
"A little trick of carving insects!" Yang Xiaobao still looked calm when he saw the sword light flying towards him.
When the moon-condensing sword light was only about half a meter away from Yang Xiaobao, a yellow giant python emerged from the long sword in Yang Xiaobao's hand and faced the moon-condensing sword light.
The two forces converged in mid-air, and in an instant, a violent sound burst out, and terrifying aftermath swept across the surroundings. Anyone who was swept by the aftermath was overturned to the ground.
Yang Xiaobao and Chen Haoyu were also shocked and retreated several steps by this terrifying aftermath.
When the two stopped, they were both shocked. The impact of the yellow giant python just now on the two was definitely eight thousand kilograms.
Yang Xiaobao only took five or six steps back, which shows how strong Yang Xiaobao's defense is.
At this time, Yang Xiaobao looked at Chen Haoyu, curled his lips and said, "Chen Haoyu, you only have this little ability?"
Chen Haoyu looked ferocious and shouted coldly, "Since you don't want to eat the punishment for the toast, don't blame me for being rude."
Chen Haoyu snorted angrily, and with a move in his right hand, the ice dagger floating beside him quickly shrank and merged into his body.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Haoyu's body began to swell, and in the blink of an eye it became several times bigger, like a green gorilla.
His body was covered with thick ice, and his body was filled with a cold chill.
"Damn!"
"What kind of kung fu is this?"
Looking at Chen Haoyu who had grown bigger, all the warriors around him were stunned. They had never seen such a martial art in their lifetime.
"Frost Armor!"
Yang Xiaobao looked surprised and then sneered, "It turns out it is the magical power of the Demon Clan."
"Hmm? Do you know our demon clan?" Chen Haoyu asked with a frown.
Yang Xiaobao glanced at Chen Haoyu disdainfully and said, "Your Demon Clan is the public enemy of the Jiuzhou Continent, who doesn't know?"
"Who are you?" After hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Chen Haoyu's expression suddenly changed.
"What do you think?" Yang Xiaobao smiled deeply.
"Who are you? Why do you have the magical powers of our Heavenly Demon Clan?" Chen Haoyu asked afterwards.
"Hmph, do you want to mess with me?" Yang Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "You should save money. Tell you, I am a disciple of the Nine Heavens Thunder God, who is specialized in eliminating evil spirits and eliminating violence and good fortune. If you meet me today, you will be unlucky.
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"What? Are you a disciple under the Thunder God?" Chen Haoyu's face turned pale and his forehead was sweating coldly.
Thunder God, that is a god-like existence, and they can’t afford to offend them.
"It seems that you are very scared, your demon clan is nothing great," Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Chen Haoyu swallowed, pondered for a while and said, "Boy, you are cruel today, let's take a look another day."
"You don't need to go and see." Yang Xiaobao grinned, and suddenly came to Chen Haoyu in the blink of an eye. He raised his fist and punched him suddenly.
Chen Haoyu was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by Yang Xiaobao, and his whole body flew back dozens of meters away.
After Chen Haoyu fell heavily to the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood and his face was pale. He struggled to get up from the ground, stared at Yang Xiaobao viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, do you dare to sneak attack me."