When Zhang Hao saw the other party's clothing, he knew that the other party must be a cultivator from my Longmen. Although Zhang Hao did not catch a cold for the cultivator from the seventh sect of cultivation, he would not offend this person for no reason.

However, this person seemed to not know him, which made Zhang Hao feel a little strange. Either the other party deliberately held his own identity and pretended not to know him, or the other party had been practicing in seclusion. This time, the Golden Crow invaded the Great World of the Gods and was awakened by the elders in the sect to experience success.

But Zhang Hao didn't like this person's attitude very much. He looked at the person and sneered: "This matter has nothing to do with me, and I have no obligation to tell you!"

After saying that, Zhang Hao flew towards another place without waiting for the person to speak.

The person who came was named Zhang and was named Fifteen, and he was the sage son of the Wolongmen.

Before Zhang Shiwu went into seclusion, the old man Tianhuang in the Northern Wilderness had not yet obtained the jurisdiction order of the seventh sect of the cultivator. How could he know that there was a person like Zhang Hao? This time, the reason why Zhang Shiwu came out of seclusion was not because he was summoned by the sect, but because he was sent to the death and came out of seclusion by himself.

He had never gone to the sect to check the news, so he didn't know Zhang Hao. However, he took a record of everything from the sect before leaving. In this record of everything, Zhang Hao introduced it, but Zhang Shiwu had not had time to read the introduction of Zhang Hao.

In this record of all things, the homepage introduces the invasion of the Golden Crow and the realm of the sages of the seven sects of cultivation.

Zhang Shiwu just took a look and found that the realms of these saints were only in the early stages of Soul-Group, so he snorted coldly and stopped reading this record of all things.

Because Zhang Shiwu was in seclusion for more than 16 years, his realm had already broken through the mid-stage realm of the Soul-Group, and he vaguely touched the late-stage realm of the Soul-Group. So in Zhang Shiwu's view, he didn't take these holy sons from the Seven Sects of the Cultivator seriously at all. The opponent he is paying attention to is the agent leader of the Seven Sects of the Cultivator and those old antiques who have not been born?

This time he happened to pass by here and found something strange underground, so he came over to see the excitement. Unexpectedly, he would encounter such a guy who dared to be so rude to him.

Zhang Shiwu has never been a good-tempered person, and he is even more so with his opponent. After hearing Zhang Hao's words, Zhang Shiwu smiled instead of anger and said, "What kind of sect are you? Judging from your clothes, are you not a disciple of the Seventh Sect of Cultivation?"

The clothes on Zhang Hao were all ordinary brocade clothes, but they were the best Su Jin. They were woven from Tiansilk silk. They were soft and close to the body, and were very beautiful, but they had no defensive power. Fortunately, Sun Ling had several talismans for Zhang Hao's clothing characteristics, so the dust could not fall on the clothes.

When Zhang Hao heard Zhang Shiwu's words, he said lightly: "Red Dust Sword Sect, Zhang Hao!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao was not afraid of him at all, Zhang Shiwu was slightly stunned and said, "Have you ever heard of Wolongmen?"

Zhang Hao was a little funny. Some of the holy sons of the seven sects of cultivation really took him seriously. However, Miaofan and all things are two different kinds of people. These two are also the two holy sons of the seven sects of cultivation that Zhang Hao does not reject in his heart.

When Zhang Shiwu saw Zhang Hao, he suddenly stopped talking. He thought Zhang Hao was thinking of something. He was waiting for Zhang Hao to kowtow to him and admit his mistake. However, Zhang Hao sneered: "So what if you are a cultivator of Wolongmen? This seems to have nothing to do with me!"

Zhang Shiwu had already heard a little impatience from the other party's tone, and the anger in his heart suddenly surged up. The seven sects of cultivation were born with a sense of superiority in the world of the Gods, especially when facing cultivators from unknown low-level sects like Zhang Hao.

So after hearing Zhang Hao's words, Zhang Hao's heart suddenly became angry. Zhang Hao's behavior fell into Zhang Shiwu's eyes like a feeding dog, suddenly one day he wanted to stand up and be the master, which made him extremely unhappy.

Zhang Hao felt the air around him and instantly became cold. However, the other party's realm was comparable to his own. Zhang Hao was not afraid of this cultivator, not to mention that Zhang Hao quietly hid his realm a little. His current realm fell into Zhang Shiwu's eyes. He was just a cultivator who had just entered the realm of Soul Combination.

Zhang Shiwu's expression did not change much, and he said calmly: "You cut off your arm, I will let you leave today, otherwise you will leave all your life and magic weapons!"

Zhang Hao kept holding back the anger in his heart, just to worry that the other party was a disciple of the seven sects of cultivation. Now he had openly offended the King of Gods. Under the current situation, there shouldn't be too many enemies, so Zhang Hao did not want to fight with this cultivator, but the other party seemed to be trying to kill him, which had already touched Zhang Hao's bottom line.

Zhang Hao slowly turned around and said calmly: "If I agree!"

A cold tone suddenly dropped the ice of Buddha for thousands of years, causing the air around him to suddenly become extremely cold. This cold air was even worse than the chill that emanated from Zhang Shiwu's body just now.

Zhang Shiwu felt the cold air emitted from Zhang Hao's body, and his face changed slightly, but soon, Zhang Shiwu became extremely calm.

Although this person's cold air is much stronger than the cold air in his body, he does not have the full strength to activate the cold air in his body. He does not believe that a cultivator who has just entered the realm of Soul Transfer will die his opponent.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shiwu had a stern murderous intent in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Hao and said, "I see that you are young and it is really not easy to be able to cultivate to the realm of Soul-Group. My name is Zhang Shiwu, who is the Holy Son of Wolongmen. If I defeat you, you can come to Wolongmen to seek revenge!"

After that!

The flying sword behind Zhang Shiwu suddenly cut through the sky and shot towards Zhang Haofei.

The flying sword turned into six handles in the air, divided into different directions, breaking through Zhang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness above his head.

When Zhang Hao saw that the other party was absolutely deadly as soon as he came up, he felt even more angry. The Lilong flying sword on his forehead turned into a white cold light, and directly met the six flying swords transformed from the other party.

clang!

I saw the six sword lights in the void instantly turned into a ray of red Mars, spreading rapidly, like a dazzling fire dragon in the air.

Zhang Shiwu and Zhang Hao faced each other head-on with the flying sword. He did not take advantage of the flying sword at all. Instead, Zhang Hao's sword almost broke his sword intent.

If the sword intent is broken by the opponent's sword, then his own magic sword will be destroyed.

In the future, my pursuit of the sword path will become a dead end.

Zhang Shiwu was thinking, and saw a sword light slashing down in the void, breaking the sky with one sword, breaking the universe with one sword, shaking the world with one sword, and locking the soul with one sword.
Chapter completed!