Ren Hao's punch was beyond his expectations. It took time to accumulate strength for this killer move, and it was impossible to use it in an instant. In other words, when Ren Hao fell into this battlefield, he had already begun to accumulate strength.

I just turned around to save Monk Yuanwu, just a disguise, and he came for happiness.

"Clang"

The doubts in my heart do not affect the happy fight back.

Among the ice, Shuo Xuexuan's Technique mobilized the power of true qi to the ice layer outside the body, causing the ice to shatter, like hundreds of ice cones, hit Ren Hao in front of him.

Each ice cone carries a cold air that makes people almost unable to breathe.

This dispersed offensive seems to be majestic, but it disperses its power and cannot hurt a master like Ren Hao at all.

The leader flashed his figure and retreated three feet, perfectly avoiding this wave of counterattack.

The seriously injured Gao Xing also jumped up from the bottom of the pit. He covered his heart and looked at Ren Hao, and the center where the ice fog was dissipated. He was hit by a frontal hit by a frozen thousands of miles. The old monk Yuanwu, who should have died with the ice chips, was still alive.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, covered with cold air, and the Zen stick dragon placed horizontally on his knees, grasping every moment of exercise to regulate his breathing, forcing out the cold poison in his body.

"this"

Glad's eyes were full of incredible.

He was very confident in his magical arts. The frozen and cold air compressed to the extreme was enough to tear the city wall. How could he not break the body of Monk Yuanwu?

Could it be that this monk has really cultivated the body-building technique to the level of the Arhat Golden Body?

impossible!

There is no spiritual energy in the world, and even if Buddhism is in heaven, it is impossible to cultivate into a golden body!

But the next moment, his happy eyes fell on the Zen Staff Qiulong that Monk Yuanwu held tightly. He remembered a legend about the Buddha's Staff Qiulong that had always been scoffed by people in the martial arts.

Legend has it that this treasure soldier hides a dragon soul and has the ability to control water. When it encounters water, it is powerful and magical.

"Your frozen thousands of miles, hitting any Tianbang, is enough to kill the soul, but Zen Master Yuanwu is an exception."

Ren Hao rushed over like a ghost, and the Liangyi God fist unfolded, making him happy and fucked, and was hit three times by a powerful fist, breaking his shoulder bones.

He was forced by Ren Hao and staggered all the way back.

"The Zen Master came in holding a dragon in his hand, in order to force you to use this ultimate killing move. With the dragon protecting your body, your frozen lotus will be blocked from the world, and you will not hurt the Zen Master at all!

Happy! It will take your life tonight! What tricks do you have now!"

"Bang"

The closed fist, like a heavy cannon, hitting the hammer on the happy heart, causing him to breathe for a few moments while being knocked out.

The shadow of death has come to your face.

Seeing Ren Hao entangled his murderous aura like a flying dragon, he started to rush forward, and his fists were surrounded by a killer aura. He had no choice but to hide from his happiness, but at the moment when the blood and blood were swelling, he calmed down instead.

A last move?

In addition to being frozen thousands of miles, of course he has it!

"Ruble, rub"

Two swords sounded from the left and right.

One side is light and ethereal, transformed into a sword with a sword, and the sword blade flows, and there are thousands of lights transformed into swords. Only one sword is used, but it is like ten thousand swords coming. In the magnificent atmosphere, all the spaces where Ren Hao can dodge are blocked.

The other side has a strange sword style, with a peaceful and peaceful style, without so many brilliant patterns, and is extremely ordinary and simple.

But it was this simple sword that stabbed in front of him. With the sound of the sword blade, Ren Hao seemed to be watching the scene before his eyes, and scenes of the past were ups and downs in his heart.

When I was a child, I practiced martial arts with my father at Wulong Villa, and was very warm.

When he was young, he joined the Tiance Army and followed Lu Duwei. In the heroic night, he chased the northern enemy and died, and his heart was filled with heroic spirit.

When he was young, he traveled around the world with Zhang Moye, witnessed famous mountains and rivers, and drank and talked happily, so he was so carefree.

After becoming an adult, he was named the leader of the alliance and called him up and there were tens of thousands of people responding. He was the leader of the martial arts world and was very majestic.

Finally, there was a fight between good and evil, and there were a lot of troubles in the world, waiting for him to settle all the right and wrong lawsuits, so he couldn't even calm down when he practiced martial arts.

It’s like falling into a spider web, you can’t be free, but for the sake of martial arts in your heart, you still have to move forward steadily.

Very tired.

Very entangled.

These memories were not controlled at all. They were tossed and turned in Ren Hao's mind, and it was all just because of that ordinary sword!

That's a trick

Sword of the World!

The sword comes out, and the world is rolling around.

The sword falls and washes away the dust.

Ordinary and ordinary, but there is a meaning of worldly affairs. In the moment when the sword light fell, Ren Hao even saw the fragments of life of millions of people, a strange picture composed of.

It is like the interpretation of the world and light, and it makes people feel gentle and can't help but fall into it.

"open!"

Monk Yuanwu's tired shouts were like a muffled thunder. A heavy hammer hit Ren Hao's ups and downs, causing him to escape from the painting of the world in an instant.

But two death-taking swords attacked from side to side, and Ren Hao's boxing style that made him happy to kill him dissipated in this moment.

"Bang, bang"

The secret of heaven is impermanent, one left and one right, and the afterglow of the sword shadows in the sky and the red dust scroll, accurately grasped the two sword blades attacking from left to right, and drove the two sneak attackers out as the true energy burst.

"Swish, swish, swish"

Seven figures flew out from the surrounding chaotic battlefield and landed around Ren Hao.

Including the two strangers who use swords, the dress of these nine people is very distinctive.

Each of them has long sleeves and low sleeves, wide robes, and extremely elegant. Everyone has a strange mask with completely different pictures on their faces.

Except for the two masters of swordsmanship, the remaining seven people used various weapons.

The swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are all gathered, and their auras are obscure. At first glance, they are the best martial arts masters.

However, when did so many strange masters become more in the martial arts world?

"Pooh"

I happily rubbed my chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then smeared the blood stains on the corner of my mouth.

He raised his head and joined the nine people to siege and kill.

He was in a mess.

But at this moment, the offense and defense reversed.

"You guys outside the world, two heavenly lists and seven heavenly lists and half a step, and then count them as bait."

Grizzled happily, revealing his white teeth, he said to Ren Hao:

"I don't care about the outcome of today's war. I don't have the killing moves left to the destruction of the Southern Dynasty. I am not here. I set up such a big battle to kill you Ren Hao!

What you said just now is very domineering, and I like it very much.

Now I ask you, Ren Hao, you are already infected with a strange poison without knowing it. There are also fellow practitioners who help you. Tonight, I will take your life!
Chapter completed!