Seeing this, Ye Hao frowned slightly, and always felt that something was wrong. This time, he no longer resisted with bare hands, but instead raised an island nation sword with his right foot and raised it forward.
"Clang—"
A fishy smell spread out at this moment, as if it was still a bit corrosive.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly for a moment, then frowned and said, "I understand that the pill you just swallowed not only makes your strength soar, but also makes your blood full of toxicity."
"This is why you will burst out the power of the God of War in a short time if you use this thing."
"This poison is equivalent to a stimulant for people like you who have used medicine to temper your body for a long time."
"But for those of us who haven't soaked the potion, this is a very poison."
"As long as I get a little bit of it, I will be half-wasted if I don't die, right?"
Su Donghao sneered and did not answer. Instead, the long sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and each move had a taste of death together.
Ye Hao was unwilling to be contaminated with this poisonous blood. He was either afraid or simply felt disgusted.
The island nation's long sword in his hand was slashing horizontally and vertically. The seemingly simple movement blocked Su Donghao's attack.
As the attack began to weaken, Su Donghao's strength began to become a little weaker, a little worse than before.
This also shows that the medicinal properties in his body seem to have been consumed almost the same.
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Hao said lightly: "Su Donghao, if you can do more than ten more moves, you won't be able to do it."
"I got the medicine and became a god of war for the time being, but I couldn't even hurt a single hair of my hair."
"You are really useless!"
Su Donghao's movements froze, and he was obviously almost vomiting blood by Ye Hao.
At this moment, he stared at Ye Hao coldly and said in a cold voice: "My surname is Ye, if you have the ability, don't hide!"
"I can only dodge, what kind of hero is he??"
"Okay, then I won't play with you."
Ye Hao smiled slightly.
He threw away the island nation sword in his hand, raised his right hand, and said lightly: "Believe it or not, I will slap you away with a slap?"
"I believe in you, a master!"
Su Donghao thought his provocation had succeeded, so he sneered and rushed forward.
In his opinion, Ye Hao, who threw away the island nation's long sword, was simply seeking death.
But he is fast, Ye Hao is faster than him.
All martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast is not broken!
When Su Donghao was halfway through the slash, Ye Hao had already flashed to him, and then slapped him with a backhand.
"Ba"
A crisp slap sounded, Su Donghao's face hurt, his eyes turned black, and he flew out, and then he hit the wooden wall with a "pop".
At the same time, his body began to tremble violently, and his whole body was trembling as if it was being electrocuted, and black blood flowed out of his mouth.
But a young man who was only in his twenties looked like he was in his thirties, and his temples were turned white.
It was obvious that the medicinal properties of the pill had dissipated at that moment.
And that battle just now overdrawed Su Donghao's potential.
At this moment, Su Donghao did not shout or struggle, but stood up tremblingly with his support to the wall.
He was not dead, but he was defeated!
Defeated miserably!
In front of Ye Hao's slap, all the gods of war, drugs, and dynasty hegemony were gone...