In the sky, Ji Hao pointed his sword at the Taoist and the Nine Heart-Devouring Sons.

He no longer used the Pangu Bell to protect his body, but grabbed the Pangu Bell in his left hand and used it as a weapon for close combat. The Pangu Bell seemed to feel the fighting spirit in Ji Hao's heart. Although it did not strike, it made a low roar.

Every time the Pangu Bell rings, ripples rippled around Ji Hao, and the void storms. Everyone felt as if there were invisible currents rushing through their bodies, and from their souls to their bodies, they burst into numbness. The magic power around them was like boiling rice porridge, and it was no longer difficult to control it.

Shi Xin and others looked at Pangu Bell solemnly. They had just used a few simple moves with Ji Hao. They only knew that Pangu Bell's defense was extremely amazing, but they didn't expect that Pangu Bell would have such miraculous effects when used in battle.

They secretly thought that the boiling magic power in their bodies had at least 40% of their combat power!

"Child Ji Hao, what's the ability to rely on a strange treasure..." The white-bearded Taoist who had just shouted and provoked Ji Hao suddenly pointed at Ji Hao and scolded loudly: "Don't weaken your master's reputation, do you have the courage to compete with me to practice Taoism?"

The white-bearded Taoist's eyes flashed, and the Taoist people around him also showed strange smiles.

How many years has Ji Hao risen? He is not yet over a hundred years old! And these Taoists, all of them are old monsters who have survived from the prehistoric times. Their magical powers are unfathomable. If Ji Hao really gives up the Pangu Bell and compete with them with Taoist magical powers, it will definitely be a big stone slab to smash an egg. If the white-bearded Taoist wants to win, it will be easy to win!

With the wishful thinking of the Taoist people, Ji Hao laughed out loud: "Ah! You are also qualified to compete with this Emperor to practice magic power? How dare you fly with a group of pheasants? I am talking to you today, and I have already reduced my identity. How dare you ask for it?"

A fire cloud flashed under his feet, and a clear light flashed between Ji Hao's eyebrows. The golden bridge of heaven and earth led him to the white-bearded Taoist instantly. Pangu Sword slashed over with a rude sword. The white-bearded Taoist did not expect that Ji Hao would fight as soon as he said he could not react at all. He just stared at Ji Hao's sword edge and let out a desperate scream.

The magical powers of these Taoists are the best choices, but when it comes to the ability to fight in close combat, they are really a thousand miles away from Ji Hao. Still, Shi Xin reacted quickly. The moment Ji Hao moved his body, Shi Xin had already waved the meteor hammer, and the huge hammer head brought eighteen cold lights to block the Pangu Bell in Ji Hao's hand.

The sword edge was about half an inch away from the white-bearded Taoist's clothes, and the meteor hammer in the heart-devouring hand had already fallen heavily on the Pangu sword.

A crisp sound of "Dangdang" was heard, Ji Hao's wrists jumped, and Pangu's sword swayed like water, and it was lightly moving through the cold light brought by meteor hammers. Suddenly, Ji Hao shouted softly, and a three-foot-long sword light spurted out from the tip of Pangu's sword. With a "crack" sound, the huge hammer head was cut into two pieces.

A large piece of mysterious runes spewed out of the shattered hammer head, and the black scale-filled face suddenly turned red. He groaned, opened his mouth and vomited blood, and retreated several steps back in a mess.

"My Moon-Chasing Wind Hammer!" Shi Xin roared with pain like a wrinkle. This meteor hammer is a very good innate treasure. It was the Zulong who personally searched in the depths of Hongmeng Chaos. Shi Xin dying had just been born, and this meteor hammer has been with him, and has never been separated for many years.

This meteor hammer once killed countless creatures and shattered countless spiritual treasures. It helped Devour the heart to kill in the prehistoric times, but today it was split open by Pangu Sword with such a relaxed sword!

"Good sword!" Shi Can suddenly yelled from the side: "It is so good that he can cut off the big brother's Moon-Chasing Wind Hammer, this sword is so good, I want it!"

With a loud roar, Shi Can pulled out a long sword full of lightning from the scabbard behind his back, and swung up sword shadows and slashed it down to Ji Hao. Shi Xin cried bitterly and vomited blood and Shi Can swung his sword to attack almost at the same time. Before Ji Hao could kill the white-bearded Taoist, Shi Can's sword light had already reached his head.

Ji Hao glanced at it and knew that Shican's sword art was not profound, but he had super power and agility, so his sword was extremely fast and heavy, and the sword light was like a waterfall, smashing it down with the extremely fierce and domineering sword power.

Such a sword can only be described as "rude" in front of Ji Hao, who inherited the Yuyu swordsmanship. Relying on top power and speed, Shi Can can use such a crude swordsmanship to crush ordinary people, but Ji Hao did not even need to use the Kaitian attack to find countless flaws in his sword force!

"Want my sword? Are you worthy of him?" Ji Hao didn't even take action. He just put the Pangu sword in a strange incense stick to the sky. Everyone watched Shi Can swing his sword down. His arm hit the tip of the Pangu sword like an evil person, and was stabbed into the "puff" and was pierced.

"My hand!" Shi Can screamed in pain. He let go of his sword and pulled out his arm from the Pangu sword. Before he could cover the wound, his right arm shattered. The terrifying sword intent of Pangu sword was like countless blades, shattering his entire right arm.

Shi Can was seriously injured, his right arm disappeared with shoulders, and a wisp of cold sword intent attached to his wound, constantly eroding his internal organs. Shi Can was so painful that his body was sweating all over, and he stepped back quickly. His eyes were filled with horror. Ji Hao's magical sword just now had completely shattered his confidence!

In this life, he probably never dared to draw his sword in front of Ji Hao again.

"Swords cannot be played with just a brute force!" Ji Hao scolded Shi Can coldly, and at the same time mocked Shi Xin: "The same is true for you, the meteor hammer cannot be played with just a brute force! You nine-headed rash guys, except for their great power, you dog-nothing!"

While speaking, Ji Hao had already slashed dozens of swords in succession, including the White-bearded Taoist, and dozens of Taoists had no time to dodge and activated any magical secret techniques, and fell under the light of Ji Hao's sword. Their defensive spirit treasures that they carried were protected by themselves, but were all cut into pieces under the invincible edge of the Pangu sword.

With the axe that Pangu created the world, how could these Taoists guess the horror of Pangu’s sword?

There were more than thirty Taoists who saw the opportunity quickly. When they saw their fellow disciples dying one after another, they ran back in a mess, and looked at Ji Hao as if they were ghosts.

The nine sons such as Shi Xin roared in anger. They all stepped forward one after another and wanted to be divided into a different position with Ji Hao.

At this moment, a fierce and domineering beastly aura suddenly appeared, and a cold and fierce voice as loud as a knife resounded through the sky.

"Don't you be dead? You can't stop his sword... Children retreat and let Wei Mother come!"
Chapter completed!