"You really surprised me!" At this time, Ruan Lian came from the air.
"If I read it correctly, that should be the source of spiritual veins just now, right?"
Phew! Phew! Phew!
This time, Ling Hao didn't talk nonsense to him anymore. He continued to flip his wrist and drew out countless rays of sword light to attack him.
At the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his strong mental power poured out.
The next moment, Ruan Lian felt that the surroundings were filled with invisible sword intent.
Knife domain!
In the past month, Ling Hao has made a qualitative improvement in the sword realm!
Now, the sword domain that he has condensed with all his strength will be more or less affected as long as the opponent's cultivation level is not a higher level than his.
Even if it is a level higher than him, like Ruan Lian now, there will still be some interference.
"You can actually form a sword domain of this level?" Ruan Lian frowned slightly, this was obviously beyond his expectation.
"Take my sword!" Ling Hao's voice reached his ears.
call out!
A magic sword can destroy everything, and the lightning of the thunder sword can destroy the world!
"Why not!"
Ruan Lian frowned and replied, the spear in his hand shook out an offensive and he went towards the sword.
puff!
The two sides' attacks collided, and Ling Hao and Ruan Lian spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time and flew hundreds of meters away.
Ruan Lian's combat power declined again under the influence of Daoyu, and he could only barely match Ling Hao.
And before he could completely stabilize, a wave of hot air hit him.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, Ruan Lian shot out backwards, opened his mouth again and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
The one who took action was naturally Bai Ling!
Its previous opponent was already lying on the ground, with a large dent in his chest, all of his sternum broken, and he was no longer breathing.
"Now you know what I rely on?" Ling Hao adjusted his breathing slightly and came forward.
"Not bad!" Ruan Lian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued, "But, you want"
Goo!
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ling struck again.
This time, five or six fire-colored dragons were sprayed out in succession, like six lightning bolts.
Ruan Lian was injured and did not fight with Bai Ling. He quickly dodged with his lightning body.
However, he seemed to have forgotten that there was Ling Hao beside him!
laugh!
Just as he was dodging the sixth fire dragon, a magic sword containing the power of thunder flashed behind him.
Even though he had sensed the strong aura of death, he was already powerless.
puff!
After the sword light passed, a head rose into the sky, blood sprayed out like a pillar, and there was an endless look of unwillingness on its face.
The third-grade Saint Ancestor actually died in the hands of a sixth-grade Poxu opponent. No one else would be willing to accept it.
"Bai Ling, are you okay?" Ling Hao then looked at Bai Ling and asked.
Goo! Goo!
Bai Ling chirped twice and shook his head.
"Go and rest inside the Nine Dragon Cauldron!" Ling Hao took a general look at Bai Ling and found that there was indeed no injury.
Goo!
Bai Ling nodded in response.
After a while, Ling Hao collected the Najies from Ruan Lian and others and evacuated the Tianxuan space.
"Master Ling, are you okay?" Confucian scholar Yukong came up.
Looking at the corpses of Ruan Lian and the others that fell from mid-air, the corners of the Confucian scholar's mouth twitched.
A strong man in the third level Saint Ancestor Realm really died in Ling Hao's hands.
Apart from sighing, he didn't know what to say about this.
"Thank you for your relationship, senior, I'm fine!" Ling Hao responded.
"Master Ling is worthy of being a Ten Thousand Years Heaven
Arrogant, admired!" the Confucian scholar responded.
"Senior, that's ridiculous!" Ling Hao smiled, "I just used the Tianxuan Formation Disk, otherwise I would be the one who died."
"Master Ling is so humble!" the Confucian scholar continued to reply and then changed the subject.
"Mr. Ling, I'm afraid the next person coming to Shura City will be their city lord. In my estimation, he must be a late-stage cultivation of the Holy Ancestor."
"Master Ling, with your current strength, it will be difficult to compete with you even with the help of the Tianxuan Formation Disk!"
"I know!" Ling Hao nodded, his face slightly solemn.
He naturally knows this, but he has no choice but to take it one step at a time.
"Master Ling, let's go back first!" The Confucian scholar continued, "It will take at least a month for the Lord of Shura City to come to Huihe City from Jixu. We still have time!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao nodded in response.
Then, the two of them flew away in the air.
Half an hour later, the two returned to the Sword Sect Martial Arts Pavilion.
"Ah Hao, are you okay?" Qin Yuxin and others walked over quickly.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao smiled.
"Brother, where is the deputy city lord of Shura City? Is he dead?" the judge asked.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded.
"Really dead?" Bai Hu and others were stunned at the same time.
"You're really dead!" the Confucian scholar replied on Ling Hao's behalf.
"Brother, you are so awesome!" Zhuihun flattered him.
"Brother, have you accepted their acceptance certificate?" Xuan Pang asked.
everyone ""
Fatty Xuan, besides accepting the ring, there are other things in your eyes!
"Here you go!" Ling Hao took out three Najies and handed them to Xuan Pang with a faint smile, "There are a lot of good things in them!"
"Really?!" Xuan Pang's eyes widened and he accepted it.
"Did you really kill the third-grade Saint Ancestor?"
At this moment, Jian Ling's voice sounded, and then she saw her strolling over.
"Senior!" Ling Hao bowed slightly, and Lu Yue and others also greeted her at the same time.
"How did you do it?" Jian Ling continued to look at Ling Hao.
"Senior, I have the Tianxuan Formation Disk on me!" Ling Hao responded with a faint smile.
"God really cares about you!" Jian Ling was slightly stunned.
To most people, owning one of the top ten holy objects would be a blessing, but Ling Hao actually got two of them!
"It's just a fluke!" Ling Hao smiled again.
"Even if you have the Tianxuan Formation Disk, it should be easy to deal with the third-grade Saint Ancestor, right?" Jian Ling continued.
"If the estimate is correct, even in the Tianxuan space, he can mobilize the ancestor's mid-to-late stage combat power. Can you be his opponent?"
"Master Ling has practiced the Magic Sword Jue and has reached its peak level!" the Confucian scholar replied on Ling Hao's behalf.
"How can he know the Phantom Sword Jue?" Jian Ling was stunned for a moment.
"Young Master Ling is the current sect leader of the fourth-level Star Domain Sword Sect!" the Confucian scholar added again.
This was exactly what Ling Hao told him on the way back.
"Huh?" Jian Ling was stunned again. "Is it true?"
"To be honest, that's right!" Ling Hao bowed slightly.
"You're really surprising!" Jian Ling replied.
"Junior sister, people from Shura City,,," the Confucian scholar continued.
"Don't call me junior sister, I don't have a senior brother like you!" Jian Ling glared at him.
"" The corner of the Confucian scholar's mouth twitched slightly before continuing.
"The Lord of Shura City is estimated to arrive in Huihe City in one month. With Master Ling's current cultivation level, it will be difficult to compete even with the help of the Tianxuan Formation."
"That's something you should consider!" After finishing speaking, Jian Ling looked at Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi.
"You two should both be Xuan Ling Holy Body, right?"