Tens of thousands of tiny poisonous needles were like a continuous rain of arrows, sweeping towards Luo Hao with strong killing intent. Luo Hao knew that he had no other choice but to resist with all his strength. Such densely packed poisonous needles and arrows
No monk of the same level can avoid the rain.
No matter how hard he used Divine Consciousness Escape, he could not escape because the dense poisonous needles had surrounded him. This was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was the poisonous needles on these tens of thousands of poisonous needles.
The poison fell to the ground, corroding the ground like sulfuric acid, and even the air was corroded with a tingling sound.
Although Wu Xiaoyi's body was shriveled up, like a skinny old man, at this moment he looked at Luo Hao proudly,
"This is my strongest blow. I want to see how you can withstand it. Just give up. You can just disappear in my Ten Thousand Poison Acupuncture Techniques. Blah blah blah blah blah...
"
Having said this, Wu Xiaoyi let out a burst of smug laughter. It seemed that in his eyes, Luo Hao was doomed.
Luo Hao's mood was very calm. Although the Ten Thousand Poison Formation was powerful and he couldn't avoid it, it didn't mean that he couldn't block it. Faced with this group attack skill, the best counterattack was naturally the group attack skill.
Therefore, Luo Hao was not surprised. He held Lan Kun and struck out several times with his knives.
After these swords were struck, countless light blue sword lights were like brilliant fireworks, quickly condensing into a powerful wave of swords, which was like a huge tsunami.
Moreover, the wave of swords this time is completely different from the previous waves of swords. The power of this wave of swords far exceeds the previous waves of swords. This means that this time, Luo Hao has used his own power in the wave of swords.
of all efforts.
In the past, Luo Hao only slashed with one sword, and countless light blue sword lights condensed into waves of swords. But now, Luo Hao slashed with several swords, and the light blue sword lights that exploded from these swords had majestic power.
Momentum, as well as powerful sword intention and killing power, Luo Hao's face became a little pale after these swords were struck.
Sweat flowed from Luo Hao's forehead. It can be said that this is also his strongest blow, because his true energy and spiritual consciousness have been exhausted. Everything is in this blow. He does not believe that with his own strength, he can
The power of the knife and the richness of the true spirit will be defeated by Wu Xiaoyi's Ten Thousand Poison Acupuncture Technique.
Whether it was Wu Xiaoyi's Ten Thousand Poison Acupuncture Technique or Luo Hao's Wave Sand Sword, all the monks present were shocked. Wu Xiaoyi would not mention that poison needle, even some of the tripod-building monks were afraid of it when they saw it.
If they are not careful, they may even be killed by Wu Xiaoyi.
Luo Hao had already amazed everyone by killing Ji Luozhang with one sword, but they didn't expect that Luo Hao actually used his full strength when facing Wu Xiaoyi. These two people are indeed worthy of being called geniuses.
What made them even more unbelievable was that Wu Xiaoyi actually had a mythical beast like the Snail Turtle, and some people were even thinking about how to snatch this heaven-defying mythical beast like the Snail Turtle.
Tang Sanzhang's face from Leihai Palace became more and more gloomy. When he saw the postures of everyone, he knew that Wu Xiaoyi's snail turtle would hardly be swallowed up by Leihai Palace. Even his ally, Guo Wudao from Wuji Palace, also had a look on his face.
Staring at Wu Xiaoyi greedily, he obviously also took a fancy to the snail turtle on Wu Xiaoyi's body.
Maybe the only people present who don't know the origin of Snail Turtle are Luo Hao and Wu Xiaoyi. Wu Xiaoyi only knows that Xiao Qi's defense is very powerful, but he doesn't know that Xiao Qi is a divine beast. If he knew that Xiao Qi is a divine beast, he probably won't do it so easily.
Just take it out.
Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Luo Hao's Wave of Sand Saber finally collided with tens of thousands of poisonous needles from the Ten Thousand Poison Acupuncture Techniques, making a shocking loud noise. Compared with Luo Hao's Wave of Saber, it seemed that Wu Xiaoyi was
The Ten Thousand Poison Acupuncture Technique was weaker, because Wu Xiaoyi found that his poisonous acupuncture was constantly decreasing.
Obviously, Luo Hao's sand knife had swallowed up Wu Xiaoyi's poisonous needle. Wu Xiaoyi's face became even more ugly, and his withered body made him look like a walking mummy.
Tens of seconds later, Luo Hao's Langsha Saber had disappeared into thin air, and similarly, Wu Xiaoyi's tens of thousands of poisonous needles had also disappeared without a trace. This time, Wu Xiaoyi's strongest blow clashed with Luo Hao's Langsha Saber.
A lose-lose situation.
Luo Hao quickly swallowed several pills to restore some of his true energy and spiritual consciousness, and then slashed at Wu Xiaoyi again. In order to prevent Wu Xiaoyi from continuing to use Xiao Qi to block, Luo Hao slashed out the Lan Kun while using
He took out the top-grade long sword that Wan Youlong gave him, and swung the sword towards Wu Xiaoyi.
As expected by Luo Hao, Wu Xiaoyi released Xiao Qi at the same time as Luo Hao struck out with his sword. It happened that Luo Hao's sword hit Wu Xiaoyi's Xiao Qi, but Luo Hao's top-quality elemental long sword was not there.
Wu Xiaoyi fell secretly from behind.
Feeling the death threat coming from behind, Wu Xiaoyi looked at Luo Hao with an unwilling expression.
"How is this possible? I, Wu Xiaoyi, will actually lose..."
He could no longer express his unique laughter. At the same time as he finished saying this sentence, Luo Hao's top-quality elemental long sword fell down, and with a pop, blood mist flew, and Wu Xiaoyi
The withered body was split in half by Luo Hao's top-quality elemental sword.
The two halves of Wu Xiaoyi's body were torn apart by countless remaining light blue sword lights as soon as they lay on the ground. Soon, the remains of Wu Xiaoyi's body dissipated in the main hall.
As soon as Wu Xiaoyi died, Tang Sanzhang from Leihai Palace took action in an instant. The purpose of his attack was naturally not to let the snail turtle fall into Luo Hao's hands. Even ten Wu Xiaoyi could not compare to such a divine beast as the snail turtle.
If Wu Xiaoyi didn't die this time, Tang Sanzhang would even kill Wu Xiaoyi himself.
It seemed that he had expected that someone would snatch Wu Xiaoyi's spirit beast. Luo Hao also knew that he would not be able to snatch Tang Sanzhang from Lei Hai Palace, so in desperation, Luo Hao shouted,
"Brother Wan, I will give this spiritual beast to you on my own initiative."
"Hahaha...Okay, then I'll accept it."
Wan Youlong laughed, and in an instant, a big palm of true energy grabbed Wu Xiaoyi's Xiao Qi. The speed was even faster than Tang Sanzhang. Even if Tang Sanzhang took action for a few seconds, he still couldn't match it.
Wanyoulong.
In just a few seconds, Wan Youlong caught the snail turtle in his hand. Then Wan Youlong carefully took out a jade box and put the snail turtle inside.
Luo Hao also knew that as long as Wu Xiaoyi's spiritual beast reached Wan Youlong's hands, even Tang Sanzhang would not dare to ask for it. Even if he could not get it, he could not let it stay in the hands of his enemies.
Sure enough, when Tang Sanzhang saw Wan Youlong collecting the snail turtle, he stopped, his expression immediately changed, he immediately clasped his fists and said,
"Senior Wan, this spiritual beast belongs to my disciple Wu Xiaoyi, please return it, senior."
Even if Tang Sanzhang knew clearly that Wan Youlong knew that this spiritual beast was a divine beast, he would not dare to say that it was a divine beast. There are some things that everyone just knows in their hearts, and there is no need to show it to the public.
After Wan Youlong put away the snail turtle, he looked at Tang Sanzhang coldly and said,
"Have you ever seen that after a competition in the world of cultivation, the things that fall after the death are returned to the sect? How come I heard that everything belongs to the winner? Wu Xiaoyi's spirit beast has been out for such a long time. If I, Wan Youlong, want to snatch it
, I have brought it over a long time ago, why wait until now? Just now, Brother Luo said that he would give this spiritual beast to me, Lao Wan, and everyone heard it. Could it be that, Master Tang, your ears are not good?"
Everyone in the cultivation world knows Wan Youlong's temper. He never suffers a loss, but he also never robs the things of his descendants. No matter how good the things are, if they are not given to him, he will not rob them.
This is also the reason why he can win the respect of almost the entire cultivation world, but once something is given to him, don't even think about asking him to return it.
Just now, Luo Hao gave Wu Xiaoyi's spirit beast to him. Almost everyone in the hall heard it. How could he, Tang Sanzhang, not hear it?
Although Tang Sanzhang was filled with anger and impatience, there was nothing he could do about it. He turned his face and stared at Luo Hao coldly. At this time, even the water from the Yangtze River could not express his hatred for Luo Hao.
Not only did Luo Hao kill Jiang Aoyun, the baby gathering genius from Lei Hai Palace, but he also killed the body shaping genius from Lei Hai Palace one after another, and he killed them in front of his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.
Guo Wudao from Wuji Palace was about to take action when he saw that Wan Youlong had snatched away the snail turtle. He had to stop and his hatred for Luo Hao only increased. Although Luo Hao killed Wu Xiaoyi, he believed
His disciples Bi Shuhua and Mi Yicheng could also kill Luo Hao.
Of course, the main reason is that Guo Wu Dao saw that Luo Hao's true energy and spiritual consciousness were consumed a lot, and even recovery could not be restored in a short time. When Luo Hao fully recovered, Bi Shuhua and Mi Yicheng both
Already killed him.
Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and then spoke coldly,
"If anyone else wants to take action, just come over and I, Luo Hao, will catch them all."
At this time, a beautiful woman at the door of the hall flew over impatiently with a flying sword. After hearing Luo Hao's voice, she paused and almost stopped without thinking of rushing in. However, she hesitated for a while,
She rushed into the hall without hesitation.
Upon seeing this, a disciple from the Five Continents and Four Seas Palace who was guarding the entrance of the main hall immediately wanted to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by another monk from the Five Continents and Four Seas Palace.
"Wait a minute, the person coming is Wang Xiaolu from Yunmeng Palace. The palace owner specifically told her just now that if Wang Xiaolu from Yunmeng Palace comes, don't stop her and let her in."
Luo Hao also stopped talking and looked at the door of the hall with a surprised look. The moment he saw Wang Xiaolu, Luo Hao suddenly felt something in his heart,
"The jianjia is green, and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. If you follow it back, the road is long and blocked; if you follow it back, you will be in the middle of the water."
He thought of Han Xueru, the woman he missed, and the moment Wang Xiaolu rushed into the hall, his heart was shattered. At this moment, he wanted to cry. What was the purpose of practicing so hard?
If he can't even protect the one he loves, what's the point of practicing hard?
The appearance of Wang Xiaolu made him forget his resentment towards Wuji Palace and Leihai Palace, forget that he was still in Wuzhou Sihai Palace, and forget that he said he liked Wang Xiaolu. The only thing he could think of was his longing for Han Xueru and his love for her.
Han Xueru's regret.
If you never fall in love with fragrance in your life, if you only fall in love with fragrance, you will lose fragrance.
I am in panic and lovesickness all day long, looking back with bitter hatred, coiled like a cobweb.
God didn't dare to be the old man of the moon, so he cut off the red thread and broke up the reunion.
I never know whether fate is over or not. Remembering the first time we met is like Zhuang's dream.
This poem is a true portrayal of his heart. He has never liked anyone in his life. He fell in love with someone but lost that person. This is his regret and the feeling in his heart.