Everyone heard the sound of "Crash!" and saw that the entire Zhengang sword in Xiao He's hand disappeared.
To be precise, it did not disappear, but turned into a cluster of light yellow clouds and mist floating around Xiaohe.
At this time, a president of the Tianwu Association in the stage couldn't help but exclaim: "How come this is like the secret skill of the Tai Chi master! I once saw a Tai Chi master in the capital to perform it, and it was like this when he used it.
Being shrouded in clouds and mist.”
A disciple beside him said disrespectfully: "Master, I see this thing being light and fluttering, it seems that it can be broken up with a wave of hand. It is not as mysterious as you said!"
That day, the president of the Wuhui Association said with a serious expression: "The power of this cloud can be hard or soft. When it is hard, it can cut off the steel of a hundred times. When it is soft, it can turn into clouds and fog around the fingertips. It is definitely not that simple."
At this time, Huang Tianhua's feeling was much more real than everyone else. He naturally could see that the clouds and mist around Xiao He was a sword energy, even stronger than Xiao He's golden silk sword energy just now.
Up to several times.
Is this a sword move that a person who has not truly reached the Idiot Sword Realm can use? Even if he has never seen it in the East China Sword Sect, which has produced many masters of swordsmanship.
"Die me!" Huang Tianhua shouted angrily and decided to take the initiative.
The green dragon hovering above Xiao He's head moved in response to the sound, and the dragon claws, which were like blades, were tearing towards Xiao He.
Huang Tianhua believed that this claw could tear Xiao He's entire body apart like the golden silk sword energy that broke Xiao He just now.
However, the dragon claw of the green dragon had just touched the Yunwu sword energy. The dragon claw of the golden sword energy was instantly shattered and broken. Then the green dragon's several feet long body was all
Unfortunately, he was shattered by the light cloud and mist sword energy.
"What? This is impossible!" Huang Tianhua's face changed drastically, his face full of horror and disbelief, and even his hand holding the sword could not stop trembling.
Xiao He did not hesitate at all. He suddenly rushed forward, and with the power of shattering Huang Tianhua's sword intent, he carried the clouds all over his body and stabbed Huang Tianhua with one sword.
The figure is like lightning, and it is as fast as the wind!
Huang Tianhua failed to do one move. Although he was a little discouraged, his strength was not greatly damaged. He concentrated all his strength and slashed at Xiao He again, and another green dragon rushed out like thunder.
However, the Green Dragon Intention Sword exploded again the moment it touched Xiao He Yunwu sword energy.
"Puff!" Huang Tianhua's heart tugged and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood.
His face was pale, and his muscles twitched constantly. He could not believe that his sword intent would be so vulnerable in front of Xiao He's sword moves.
"What? Xiao He actually forced the young master back. I'm not mistaken! Didn't the young master just now press Xiao He and beat him?"
The situation reversed instantly, causing a group of Zhongzhou curators and disciples to look at each other. They rubbed their eyes wildly, thinking that they had hallucinations.
Huang Wuji raised his eyebrows and his eyes trembled slightly. At this moment, he was finally a little panicked. He could not be moved by the deaths of the three elders, but Huang Tianhua could not do it. This is his only flesh and blood, so there must be no mistakes!
At this time, he stared nervously at the stage, thinking in his mind how to help his son recover the situation.
The disciples of Jincheng ignited their confidence again. They clenched their fists, hoping that Xiao He could maintain this overwhelming advantage and kill Huang Tianhua in one go to an end the battle.
Xiao He did not disappoint them either. He did not give Huang Tianhua a chance to breathe. Countless cloud and mist sword energy were driven by Xiao He, and rushed towards Huang Tianhua like a storm.
Seeing this, the disheartened Huang Tianhua had to take a few steps back. Facing Xiao He's move, he could not raise his mind to fight.
At this moment, he just wanted to jump out of the battle stage. Winning and losing are no longer important, and whether he can kill Xiao He is no longer important. Now the most important thing is to save his life.
At this time, Huang Wuji shouted anxiously: "Qi Dayong, summon the silver corpse!" Zhizi Mo Ruo's father, so he could naturally see that Huang Tianhua's mood was completely confused at this time. If he did not try to stop it, the situation might be irreversible.
Qi Dayong was stunned. At this time, he was a little hesitant. Huang Wuji once said that he would not let him use the silver corpse unless he had to. Although the current situation was extremely bad for his side, he really wanted to summon the silver corpse.
Still a little unbearable.
He had seen the ability of the silver corpse, which was completely inhumane killing machine. Once he started, the entire Tianwu would probably be completely trapped in a bloody storm.
Just during this short period of time when Qi Dayong was hesitating, Xiao He, who had used the God and Ghost Step to the extreme, had already slashed at Huang Tianhua with one sword.
Huang Tianhua's pupils suddenly shrank as small as the needle's eyes. He hurriedly raised the dragon hook sword in his hand to block it.
However, how could he block Xiao He's full-strength attack with a broken will?
I heard a "click!" and the dragon hook sword broke.
The sword edge goes down with the momentum, destroying it wither and rotting!
"laugh!"
Huang Tianhua suddenly burst into blood, and his body and head were different!
Xiao He not only cut off Huang Tianhua's sword, but also cut his body into two halves.
Huang Tianhua never thought that he would be defeated so badly until his death. If he could do it again, he would never return to Zhongzhou, nor would he have any idea of underestimating Xiao He.
But where does the regret medicine come from in the world?
Dead, Huang Tianhua was actually dead! Everyone was unbelievable. This was a sword cultivator who had entered the Idiotic Sword Realm in his twenties and would probably become a master of swordsmanship in the future!
The ability of Xiao He to kill Huang Tianhua only shows that Xiao He’s swordsmanship is better than Huang Tianhua. What a terrifying existence!
After Huang Tianhua's death, his sword intent was also swallowed up by the Zhengang sword in Xiao He's hand. The light on the Zhengang sword's body shone more and more, and it was obvious that he was eating happily.
Xiao He stood upright with his sword and shouted coldly: "Who will come next?"
For a moment, the wind roared and the sword energy was filled with air. No one dared to make a sound. Only the sound of "Gudong, Gudong!" came, which was the sound of everyone swallowing their saliva.
All the disciples of the Tianwu Association of Zhongzhou were so scared that their faces were ashamed and trembled. Even Huang Tianhua's only hope was killed by Xiao He. Who would dare to fight Xiao He now, and who could fight Xiao He?
However, Jincheng has become a sea of cheers, and everyone's faces are filled with cheerful pleasure. They are all proud of having a curator like Xiao He. Of course, some of them are a bit humble and start to mock Huang Wuji again.
"Huang Wuji, I'll tell you to call your son back! You don't listen, tsk, now, your Huang family is really extinct."
"Hahaha, Huang Wuji, this is the retribution you deserve if you do many evil things."
Huang Wuji's body trembled. He stared at Xiao He tightly, his eyes ripped apart. The hatred in his heart at this moment could not be washed away even if he poured out the water of the Yangtze River.
"Die, Xiao He, I want you to die!"
"Qi Dayong, what are you waiting for?" Huang Wuji swept at Qi Dayong furiously. In his opinion, there was a certain reason for his son's death because of Qi Dayong's hesitation.
Qi Dayong knew that he had to obey the arrangement at this time, so he took out a bell full of strange runes, shaking it, and quickly recited a spell from his mouth.
Everyone felt a gust of cold wind blowing at their faces. The sky, which was just sunny just now, was suddenly covered by dark clouds.
Soon, I saw ten figures sweeping towards the martial arts field outside a loft.
"What is that? Does Huang Wuji have a backup plan?"
Xiao Hejiang Zhenhai and others knew very well, and Huang Wuji finally took that step.