In the horrified gaze of the fat man with a beard, Xu Hao used his sword with his spirit and thoughts, and pulled out a sword light several feet long, surrounded by the dazzling sword light.

This sword can be said to have condensed the strongest sword Xu Hao has learned so far, and he is a real strong man in the spirit gathering realm. He will be seriously injured even if he is hit.

But this set of sword styles consumed too much. Just drawing a sword would almost squeeze out 20% of all the mental thoughts in his eyebrows. If he could not kill the enemy or get rid of the other party's harassment as soon as possible, he would probably not be able to maintain it and would immediately become listless.

"The world is dangerous, but I won't wait for me to grow up. If I don't have enough strength, I may die in the wilderness."

Xu Hao's eyes were bright and strange emotions were shining.

He wanted to kill the powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm, but he didn't know when he would wait.

Seeing that Xu Hao had the ability to control swords, the fat man in a hurry couldn't figure it out. The other party's cultivation was obviously only the perfection of Qi Condensation Realm, so how could he have the ability to control swords?

It should be noted that even the most basic sword control with qi can only be achieved by a martial artist in the spirit gathering realm.

The ability to control weapons such as swordsmanship is not simply to let weapons hang in the air, but to control their trajectory and move as they like. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and children's juggling, and they cannot form real combat power.

And the young swordsman in front of him obviously achieved his true sword control ability.

Forcibly suppressing the doubts and curiosity in his heart, the fat man with a beard did not dare to be careless. He took a breath of his true energy and a series of crackling sounds of bones came from his body. His body had soared more than two feet, and his whole body seemed to emit dazzling white light, as if it was about to burst out.

His hands swung like playing the guqin. Every time he moved, he would make a crisp roar. Although the fat man with a beard was fat and rough, he was as gentle as a palace embroidered woman at this moment, wiping the empty space. Unconsciously, the white light was pulled by it and pulled into curved white silk threads.

These threads seem soft, but are actually extremely sharp, and seem to be able to cut off even steel.

If Xu Hao was entangled by him, even if he practiced physical skills, he would probably have his skin and bones broken.

Xu Hao was facing a great enemy, and his eyebrows were solemn.

"Is this his true strength?"

Xu Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

All this is a long story, but it only happens in the middle of a flash of lightning.

In an instant.

"kill!"

Xu Hao's eyes flashed sharply, and his palm slashed down. His momentum suddenly changed, as if he had turned into a god of killing coming out of hell, and he should kill people all over the world.

With this loud shout, more spiritual thoughts surged out from the middle of his eyebrows, lingering on the flying sword.

At the same time, he used the Haoran Zhengqi Art to the extreme, and the qi and blood in his body seemed to burn, making his figure reach an incredible level.

Although he had made the worst plan, Xu Hao had not lived to be impatient. Unless he reached the last moment, he would not fight against the other party.

While rushing at high speed, the air coming towards us was no different from a knife. It was okay for Xu Hao to cut his skin and practice his body to protect his body, but Cui Xiaohu was not a warrior. While running, Xu Hao was merging, and he used his mental thoughts to cover Cui Xiaohu's body to block the airflow that was shaved like a knife.

at the same time.

The flying sword behind collided with the white silk thread released by the other party.

The Qingyue Sword moved with Xu Hao's heart under the entanglement of spiritual thoughts, and the trajectory was incredible. The sun rose in the east and rained in the west, and the saying was that there was no sunshine but there was sunshine.

Not only that, the sword light condensed to the extreme, extremely thin, and extremely sharp.

Dingding Ding...

With a dense sound.

The thousands of white silk threads kept squirming, as if they were going to surround the Qingyue Sword and imprison it.

How could Xu Hao let the other party succeed? He immediately counterattacked.

"Sword Qi Condensing Mountain!"

This is the latest sword stance that Xu Hao has learned. Combined with his sword stance, it is very powerful. A vast aura spreads from the void. Countless sword qi condenses and turns into a small mountain, which is suddenly shocked.

Suddenly the silk threads were bounced open and could not continue to imprison the Qingyue Sword. The fat man with a twisted beard took a step back and pressed his flesh and palms hard. The white silk threads that were enough to penetrate the steel were actually embraced by him. They surrounded him and kept turning, and the white silk threads suddenly turned into a ball.

Then, he threw it out suddenly.

It actually shot towards Xu Hao like a cannonball.

Xu Hao's heart was slightly cold. With a move of his other hand, the red blood knife suddenly swelled out of the bright blood light and flew out. He had to share more spiritual thoughts, condensed and wrapped in the red blood knife. The sharp sword edge leaked from the sword body, like a big dragon, and suddenly roared out from the bottom of the abyss, shocking the void and making a rumbling explosion.

At this moment, the Red Blood Sword shook violently and burst out with brilliant power.

Straws of small sword energy bounced out from the edge of the Red Blood Sword, reaching the extreme sharpness, dense and overwhelming, as if the sword shadows covered the sky and the sun.

"The sword light turns into rain and lets you live your life!"

The sword light melted into the void, splashed over the void, and continued to differentiate and flicker, turning into a dense piece of sword light raindrops and shot away. The speed was so fast that it was the extreme, and the air was like water waves. The sword light rippled by, sparkling, like a dream.

Xu Hao shouted loudly.

Suddenly.

Wow...

In the sky above my head, the already dim light was even more fragmented, casting mottled shadows.

The Red Blood Sword, endless sword energy lingered around the body, lying on one side.

And those sword light raindrops accumulate small streams into rivers and seas, rolling away, crushing the void, and swallowing the big white silk ball on the opposite side completely.

"Spiritual weapon?"

As soon as Xu Haofang used the red blood knife, the fat man with a bearded face showed ecstasy and excitement.

Spiritual weapons, even for real spiritual gathering power, are unparalleled.

Although the fat man with a whisper had a spiritual weapon on his hand, he had also risked his life to bring it out of the secret realm after all his hardships. Now seeing Xu Hao, a mere Qi Condensation Realm warrior, also possesses a spiritual weapon. While his heart was extremely unbalanced, there was an unconcealed greed and heat in his eyes.

Must get it!

and.

It’s best to hide it from Lu Huaijin’s immortal!

After making up his mind, the fat man with a beard suddenly grabbed his palm, and within a mile around him, there was a violent shock. Xu Hao kept running away, but at that moment, he still felt a little stuffy in his chest.

He naturally knew that the other party coveted his spiritual weapon.

However, he had no choice.

After all, the opponent's strength is really terrifying.

"Want to grab it?"

A trace of coldness flashed through Xu Hao's eyes and he said in a slight voice: "That must be fate!"

The Red Blood Knife carried the sword energy like a storm, washed over the white silk ball, and instantly smoothed it to the size of two fingers, but even so, it still shot at Xu Hao ruthlessly.

The full-strength attack of the powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm is not a joke.

If you hit it, even if you don’t get a hole, you may be broken and broken.

"Fight!"

Xu Hao gritted his teeth hard.

Then he moved the few remaining mental thoughts, controlled the broken sword, and flew out again.

The broken sword comes without a trace.

In an instant, it hit the white silk ball.

boom!

The place where the sky hit, an endless craze of force swept out, directly pressing the earth into a mess.

far away.

Xu Hao's body was shocked and was directly knocked away by the violent shock wave.

As for Cui Xiaohu on his back, he was even more shocked and unconscious.

He stuffed a pill into his mouth. Before Xu Hao could check further, he looked at the battlefield opposite.

This time, for him, was a life-and-death battle.

In a moment, his life and death can be determined.

Don't be careless!

"Control three weapons at the same time?"

For a moment.

Even though he was a well-informed fat man, he was stunned for a moment.

He has seen a sword cultivator genius who has practiced martial arts for so many years, but he has never seen him as despicable as the boy opposite him!

But only Xu Hao knew that he seemed to have controlled three weapons at the same time, but in fact, only one of them could have combat effectiveness. Facing a strong enemy in the Spirit Gathering Realm, focusing his spiritual thoughts on a sword is not enough, and dispersing them, and the power is greatly reduced.

If you look carefully, the moment Xu Hao controlled the broken sword, the Green Moon Sword and Red Blood Sword in the void all slowed down, not as sharp as before.

Such subtleties can only be hidden for a while.

Xu Hao did not give himself and the other party a breath, his eyes were sharp, and his palms and three weapons were shot at the fat man with a sharp stroke.

For a moment.
To be continued...