"Junior brother, you are too aggressive." The Mu Taoist Qibao Tree Branch fainted at Ji Hao, signaling Ji Hao not to do anything again. He turned around and sighed, shook his head at the Hua Taoist with a bitter face.

The colorful light flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Flower, and a erratic laughter came out: "Rarebirth? Taoist Mu, do you think it was the Taoist Flower who intended me..."

Before Dayi could finish his words, there were auspicious auras rising around the Huadao Ren, and lotus flowers bloomed out of thin air from the auspicious aura. The colorful light in Mudao Ren's eyes quietly retreated, and his eyes became clear, agile, deep and unpredictable.

"Senior brother, it is not a rash move. Using these demons to evolve into various forms in the world, construct three thousand worlds of all sizes, temper the Yuan spirit in the boundless demonic appearance, and comprehend the great way of "Yan" is just a means of practicing Taoism." The Taoist Hua smiled slightly, looked at his arm that was suspended in front of him and was cut off by Ji Hao's sword, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh.

"My friend Ji Hao really surprised me. I didn't expect that your swordsmanship had reached such anger."

A little clear light flew out at the fingertips, hovering around the broken arm for a while, and the broken arm was connected by itself. A ray of fragrance spread from the wound. Huadao Ren's broken arm had recovered as before, and there was no trace of it.

Ji Hao held the Pangu sword in his hand and nodded calmly to the Taoist Hua: "Everything is the kindness of the master. Compared with the master, my swordsmanship is shallow."

The Flower Taoist smiled "hey", and he looked at Ji Hao deeply, and then his eyes gathered on the dark and glossy Pangu sword in his hand. Ji Hao immediately felt an abnormality of power, and the unconcealed spiritual fluctuations surged out of the Flower Taoist's eyes, and they began to investigate around the Pangu sword.

The Pangu sword remained motionless. Huadaoist's spiritual sense surrounded the Pangu sword for a long time, but he could not see through the depth of the sword.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed shallow and unparalleled compared to fellow Taoist Yu Yu. Your swordsman is unbearable, but he can cut off my arms with one sword. It can only be that your sword is too good, too good, too good." Hua Taoist stared at Pangu Sword with eyes fixed on his eyes and sighed quietly: "Even if it is not the self who controls my actions just now, but the great freedom of possession and chaos, he can only exert about 30% of my cultivation..."

Two shiny lights lit up in her eyes, and the flower Taoist stared at Pangu Jian word by word and said, "Even if I am only 30% of my cultivation, you can break my arm with one sword, this sword..."

Ji Hao shook his head at Huadaoman with a smile: "This sword is not a good match for you, so don't talk about your catchphrase, are you embarrassed?"

Huadao Ren's face suddenly became ugly.

How can he not be embarrassed? As his identity, his arm was cut off by a younger generation. Since his flower Taoist priest and Pangu achieved enlightenment before he founded the world, how could he have suffered such a great loss?

Even though he and Taoist Yu Yu had fought many times openly and secretly, Taoist Yu Yu had only left a few sword marks on him, and no matter how he had broken his limbs, he was the dignified Taoist, the leader of the sect, and one of the most supreme people in the Pangu world, was actually cut off his arm by Taoist Yu Yu Yu's disciples.

If this matter is spread, the flower Taoist will not have to meet people.

Looking around, the flower Taoist's eyes wandered, and a murderous intent slowly spread out from his eyes.

Taoist Mu moved his feet and suddenly flashed behind Ji Hao, and tied Ji Hao in the middle with Taoist Hua, one after another.

Huadao Ren suddenly laughed out loud: "Senior brother, please go around the formation. Such a young man is not worthy of his own actions!"

Amid the laughter, Huadao Ren himself did not take action, but slapped his head with a palm. Then a jade chime sounded, and a white light like beautiful jade on the flowerdao Ren rushed out. A man with a height of six feet, three heads and eight arms, and his body was as white as jade. He was wearing a jewel-shaped garland made of countless night beads, and his eight arms each rushed out of the light with the incarnation of a strange weapon.

The incarnation released by the Taoist Flowerman looked at Ji Hao coldly, and swung down from the sky without saying a word. Eight arms waved their weapons, killing Ji Hao like heavy rain.

The weapons in the hands of this white jade-like incarnation are of different colors. Ji Hao felt the strong seven emotions and six desires. The eight weapons were actually made of extremely pure seven emotions and six desires as raw materials, and condensed by infinite thoughts. If an ordinary person is hit by this weapon, he will definitely be triggered to think of seven emotions and six desires in his body, and infinite inner demons will arise out of thin air. One bad thing is the fate of Yin Fire distracting the spirit and the soul scattering.

The Pangu Bell roared, and chaotic auras rolled down. The weapons in the white jade transformed into a raindrop hit the Pangu Bell. There was only a constant roar, and no weapon could touch Ji Hao's body.

The Huadaoist's face changed slightly, and he chuckled softly: "The children have some skills, this bell..."

Ji Hao interrupted Huadao Ren's words, and he shook his head slightly and smiled: "This bell has no way of fate with you."

Huadao Ren smiled, and he brought a gentle breeze with his left hand and slowly patted Ji Hao: "There is a method of fate, this is not something that you and the children can understand. The way of heaven is unpredictable, the secret is unpredictable, is this method of fate..."

Before the Huadao Ren could finish a word, his left hand was pressed on the Pangu Bell.

With a buzzing bell, the void beside Ji Hao exploded, and Pan Heng's body, which was cut off by Ji Hao, was blown into pieces and turned into countless broken pieces. Pan Gu Bell was shaking violently, and a huge force shook the void, trying to break Pan Gu Bell's defense with a thunderous force.

But Pangu Bell blocked the blow of Huadao Ren. Ji Hao endured the violent shock from Pangu Bell. The Pangu Sword brought up a dark sword light and quietly stabbed the palm of Huadao Ren.

Huadao Ren groaned, and his palm was penetrated by a blow from Pangu Sword. Naturally, he could not finish his words, but dragged his injured palm back and retreated quickly.

The Hua Taoist's face changed completely. His body trembled slightly and looked at Ji Hao. His anger could rush Tiandu out of a hole. He was injured again under Ji Hao's sword and was once again injured by Taoist Yu Yu's disciples!

The Huadao Ren's face also changed. The Huadao Ren did not hold back when the attack just now.

He could see clearly that the Huadao Ren used all his strength to wipe out Ji Hao without any restraint.

However, with the help of Pangu Bell, who could not even understand the origin of Taoist Mu, Ji Hao took the blow of Taoist Hua. Although Ji Hao seemed a little difficult, he withstood the blow of Taoist Hua.

The sword in his hand easily penetrated the palm of Huadao Ren.

Taoist Mu's face became extremely sad, and his face was about to drip with bitter bile. He looked at Ji Hao deeply and sighed: "Friend Yu Yu, good luck. His eldest disciple Taoist Bao, once took over my palm in the past, but he was only injured but did not die. Unexpectedly, a monster like you came from his disciple, although he was using the power of the treasure..."
Chapter completed!