"Now, break one hand, or die!"

Huang Hao didn't even look at the dead commander. His eyes looked at the ugly old man, his tone was still cold.

"What!"

At this moment, the ugly old man finally moved his face, and the originally contemptuous eyes finally disappeared, and replaced by that strong look of fear.

From Huang Hao's move just now, he could see that this person was definitely not simple. If he had faced the guard commander, although he could easily kill him, he would definitely not be as light as Huang Hao.

In other words, the young man in front of him must have hidden his strength, otherwise he would never be so powerful.

"Boy, who are you?" The ugly old man looked at Huang Hao with a deep look of fear in his eyes.

Huang Hao did not answer him, but said lightly: "Shut down your own move, or die!"

"Arrogant, do you think you can yell in front of me if you kill a trash in the Nascent Soul stage?" The ugly old man's face was extremely bad, and his anger blew in his eyes.

Do you really think he is afraid of such a young person at such an age? You should know that strength depends not only on cultivation, but also on a person's background. This foundation, including all aspects, is most obvious in the power of cultivation and the exquisiteness of the moves. It is like a disciple of a sect and a casual cultivator. Even if the strength of the sect disciple is not as good as that of a casual cultivator, if it really fights, perhaps the disciples of the sect can still easily defeat the casual cultivator.

This is the level of the foundation. The techniques and moves learned by the disciples of the sect are definitely not comparable to those of casual cultivators after generations of inheritance. Just like the ugly old man in front of him, the same is true. The reason why he, a cultivator from Fengyang County, dares to be arrogant in front of other cultivators is because of this foundation. In Fengyang County, the cultivation resources they have are not comparable to those of cultivators in these small places.

With a sudden shout, a black soft whip appeared on the hand of the ugly old man. The soft whip was black all over, and a faint purple light flashed on it, adding a bit of weirdness to the soft whip out of thin air.

Seeing the ugly old man taking out this soft whip, the first young man with a hair tied up in the hall suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect that Jiao Ming took out his famous weapon as soon as he made a move. It seems that the man in front of him really made Jiao Ming feel pressured."

"That's not necessarily true. Jiao Ming is like this. He usually likes to kill chickens and use a ox knife." A middle-aged man next to the young man with a haircut said coldly: "But this kid is quite surprising. The ability to kill a half-step god-making practitioner so easily should have reached the early stage of incarnation. I just don't know why this person has suppressed the fluctuations in the late stage of the Golden Pill."

The young man with hair raised his eyebrows slightly: "You also think this person has suppressed his cultivation, so we can see that he only has the late stage of the Golden Pill?"

"It should be like this." The middle-aged man nodded affirmatively, and then said, "If this person is really in the late stage of the Golden Pill, then I don't believe that he can kill the powerful man who transforms the half-step god so easily."

The young man with his hair narrowed his eyes: "What if this person is really in the late stage of the Golden Pill?"

"Then this person's talent is more than Wei Wuya, and it may even surpass Wei Wuya. After all, although Wei Wuya was able to kill half-step gods in the late stage of the Jindan, it would take some effort. It is absolutely not as easy as such a person." Middle-aged man shook his head and said with a smile.

A sneer appeared on the face of the young man with hair: "Yes, who is Wei Wuya? The condenser of the first-grade golden elixir has now entered the Nascent Soul stage. Although the level of the Nascent Soul has not been announced, with his monster qualifications, I think it should be a first-grade Nascent Soul. Such a monster has appeared like Wei Wuya for tens of thousands of years. How could a young man stronger than him appear?"

He smiled and replied to the expression on the young man with his hair tied hair: "Look, when you use your true strength, the young man's disguise will disappear."

While speaking, the eyes of the two men fell on Huang Hao and the ugly old man again.

"Boy, I have countless dead souls under this poisonous dragon soft whip. Now you knelt down and beg for mercy, and then obediently give the girl to me to enjoy. I may be able to show you a glimpse. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind using this poisonous dragon soft whip to send you back to the west." The ugly old man looked at Huang Hao with a sneer, his eyes full of coldness.

Huang Hao stared at the latter, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He licked his dry lips and said lightly: "It seems that you have given up on my choice. Since that's the case, then you can die."

After the words came, a black light flashed in Huang Hao's hand, and a long black stick appeared on his hand, which was the Hunyuan Ruyi stick.

With the black stick in his hand, a powerful aura suddenly rose from Huang Hao's body, as if he was dominating the world and looking down at the ugly old man. The feeling of being looked down from above made the ugly old man feel very unhappy.

"Shameless, boy, go to death!" With a low voice, the poisonous dragon's soft whip suddenly shook, and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Huang Hao's body. The terrifying whip shadow almost cut the space open.

"Senior Jiao Ming has taken action, that ungrateful boy will definitely be finished."

"Yes, this poisonous dragon soft whip is amazing. It was created by Senior Jiao Ming using a poisonous dragon's tendon and soaked in hundreds of venoms for a hundred years. It is extremely poisonous. As long as it is drawn, even the strong man in the God Transformation Stage will be in trouble."

"This kid is ungrateful and dares to compete with Senior Jiao Ming for a woman. He is really seeking death!"

There were many discussions in the hall, and the people from Jiao Ming were all saying. These people looked at Jiao Ming in admiration, as if Jiao Ming was the idol in their hearts.

Feeling the fishy storm caused by the ugly old man's soft whip passing by, Huang Hao couldn't help frowning. As a doctor and an alchemist, how could he not notice the strong toxicity contained in the soft whip? But at this moment, he was not panicked at all. He just raised his eyebrows, shook his arm, and stabbed the Hunyuan Ruyi stick in his hand straight out.

"Through the clouds!"

When Huang Hao made a move, he used such a killer move. The black stick silently stabbed the ugly old man's body, just like a child playing house, without any fluctuations in his breath.

"I'm really looking for death!" Seeing the black stick like this, let alone the person watching the battle, even the ugly old man himself sneered in his heart.

This thorn is really ridiculous. Not to mention him, even any cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage would not have any fear of it, and could even easily avoid it. How could such a weak attack cause harm to a powerful man in the God Transformation Stage like him?

What's more, his soft whip is extremely soft, and it is a long weapon to restrain people with sticks and spears.

In my mind, the poisonous dragon soft whip had already hit Huang Hao's Hunyuan Ruyi Stick. The soft whip was like a spirit snake and instantly wrapped around the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick. It wrapped it around for more than a dozen circles, almost difficult to release.

"Take it off!" With a loud shout, the ugly old man's arm tightened with his soft whip and a huge force burst out, and he was about to pull off the Hunyuan Ruyi stick in Huang Hao's hand.

However, something that surprised him suddenly happened! As his huge force was used, the black stick had not moved at all, still maintaining its previous posture, piercing towards his body slowly.

"Damn it!" After a cold shout, the ugly old man immediately wanted to control the soft whip and let go of the Hunyuan Ruyi stick and raised his hand to defend. However, something even more surprised happened. The poisonous dragon soft whip used to be like an arm and finger was disobedient at this moment. No matter how hard he tried, he would not move at all.

At this time, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick was approaching and was about to stab the ugly old man's body.

"Damn it, although I don't know what methods you used to prevent me from retrieving the Poison Dragon Soft Whip, do you think you can defeat me by just this?" The ugly old man snorted coldly: "Your attack is too weak."

While speaking, his other hand clenched his fist suddenly, and layers of black light appeared on his fist, emitting a fishy smell.

"Hundred Poison Fist, Jiao Ming used hundreds of poisons to practice boxing techniques!" The young man with hair tied his hair said lightly, and his eyes looking at Huang Hao became extremely strange. He used to see such eyes, but it was obvious that he had already regarded Huang Hao as a dead person.

Just as the young man with his hair tied up his hair, the Baipo Fist and the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick finally met.

"laugh--"

With a light sound, countless confident smiles in the hall disappeared, and replaced by a strong sense of disbelief.

After the fist and the black stick were fighting, the aggressive fist was like tofu, and it was directly broken on the end of the black stick. Then the ugly old man's arm seemed to be wrapped in a meat grinder. As the black stick advanced all the way, it was completely shattered.

"Impossible. This stick obviously has no momentum, but why does it have such a huge destructive power!"

In an instant, everyone took a breath of air conditioning, so shocked that they could not breathe.

"Damn it, you are so sinister!" I remembered with a shrill roar, and the ugly old man's body retreated frantically. His whole arm had completely turned into minced meat under the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick and disappeared. If he hadn't made a quick decision and fleeing, he would probably not be able to save half of his body at this moment, and would have bombarded under the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick and become fragments.

"Since you have chosen the dead end, do you still want to escape now?" Huang Hao raised his eyes slightly, stared at the ugly old man flying back, and said mockingly, "Chuanyun, kill me!"
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