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Chapter 100 Lin Pingzhi's Abnormality
Without talking nonsense to Mu Gaofeng, Tian Hao slashed over with the black iron sword, attaching his fierce force to it.

Mu Gaofeng smiled sinisterly in the face of the great sword that was chopped down, discarded the hunchback sword in his hand, and pulled out a generous ancient sword from his black robe to slash at the black iron great sword.

"when!"

The ear-shattering sound of clashing gold and iron reverberated, and the smile on Mu Gaofeng's face froze during this fight, his whole body was thrown away by the inhuman force, and the ancient sword in his hand also flew out.

"how come?"

With a dazed look on his face, Mu Gaofeng really couldn't believe this would be the result.

You must know that the ancient sword was snatched by him from a group of dm thieves by chance. It is an ancient sword from the pre-Qin period, and it is also the sharpest sword he has ever seen. It can be called a magic weapon.

This is also the greatest confidence for his revenge here. He thought he could cut off the boy's long sword, and then kill him, but whoever thought he didn't cut it off, instead, his arm was numb from the shock, and the sword flew out of his hand.

After all, it was the old Jianghu, although he was not panicked, he twisted and broke out before his body landed.

The surrounding people hurriedly fired arrows, and dozens of poisoned arrows shot past.

Although the hunting bow has a short range, it is extremely powerful and does not have that whistling sound.

Rao Mu Gaofeng took off his black robe in time to stop him, but was still shot in the arm by an arrow.

Not daring to delay, he ran away in a hurry and rushed into the forest in the blink of an eye.

"Chase!"

With an order, Tian Hao pursued first, then after thinking about it, he picked up Mu Gaofeng's ancient sword and took it away.

The black iron sword that can resist him must be extraordinary, and it should also be made of a special mineral.

The crowd followed suit, and even picked up the black robe thrown by Mu Gaofeng to assist the hounds to track it by scent.

After all, compared to the thick phlegm, this thing is better to use, at least it looks pleasing to the eye.

……

"The ghost doesn't go away!"

Mu Gaofeng used lightness kung fu to run wildly, finally stopped and pulled out the poisonous arrow on his arm with his teeth, and forced out a little bit of poisonous blood with his true energy, then he heard the movement behind him and cursed angrily.

Not daring to delay, he performed lightness kung fu and ran away again, Tian Hao and the others followed closely behind.

Although Mu Gaofeng has high strength in lightness kungfu, after all, he was hit by a poisonous arrow. Even if he temporarily blocked the spread of the toxin with zhenqi, he couldn't last long. He had to get rid of those people as soon as possible and find a place to use his kung fu to force the poison out.

Thinking of this, Mu Gaofeng gritted his teeth, turned around, and arrived at a hidden pool half an hour later, where hundreds of people were taking a bath, and there were some stoves beside it, obviously staying here for a long time.

This is a group of people he accidentally discovered a few days ago, and they are also attracting the attention of the Huashan faction, and this time they just use it to escape.

Ignoring those people, Mu Gaofeng went around the water pool and rushed into the opposite woods and disappeared.

"stop!"

Tian Hao, who was following closely behind, stopped and carefully stared at the group of people in front of him, a group of people with sharp eyes.

Tong Baixiong, who was bathing in the pool with a group of boys, looked dazed. He really didn't expect Tian Hao to come here.

This time he was ordered by Dongfang Bubai to secretly sneak into the Huashan territory to investigate the anomalies of the Huashan sect, and indeed he gained something, and then he decided to clean up, but he didn't think he would come to him.

They all hid it so well, how did the Huashan faction find it?
Or at this time, is it possible that there is a mole among them?
Also, who was that person who just passed by?
"You withdraw first, I will arrive later."

Looking at the hundreds of Guomen in front of him, Tian Hao decisively ordered everyone to retreat.

"Junior Brother Hao, be more careful. If you haven't caught up after half an hour, we'll ask the master to go out."

Everyone reminded, turned around and ran without delay.

They are very self-aware of their own strength, not to mention that there is still an absolute gap in the number, staying will only become Tian Hao's burden.

"Hack him!"

Tong Baixiong, who just came to his senses, yelled loudly, jumped up and put on his pants, grinning and charged at Tian Hao with a knife.

He was trying to settle accounts with that kid!

Tian Hao did not retreat but advanced, dragging the black iron sword backwards to meet him.

In someone else's dictionary, there is no such word as love, unless it is an Aunt Dongfang.

It is obvious that Tong Baixiong is not a good person like Aunt Dongfang, so why bother?
Straightforward and tough!

Several members of the Devil's Cult who rushed to the front were killed with a sharp sword, and the weapons made of refined steel in their hands were also cut off.

"Don't fight him hard!"

With a roar to remind him, Tong Baixiong hurried over and slashed wildly with his knife.

A blade of light enveloped Tian Hao's entire upper body, and the tinkling sound of metal and iron clashed continuously.

The last time he suffered a loss because he didn't understand Tian Hao's methods, but this time Tong Baixiong has learned his lesson, and he will never let him use that weird sword technique that can store energy again.

Although the repaired treasure knife in his hand still couldn't break through that layer of treasure armor, but the strength it carried could definitely break bones and tendons.

Then Tong Baixiong became depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

"You are not Huashan swordsmanship!"

Temporarily withdrawing from the battle circle, Tong Baixiong looked at the love knife that turned into a saw again with heartache.

The last time the love knife was cut into a saw, he spent a lot of money before asking someone to repair it, who would have thought that it would be cut into a saw again this time.

And that kid's swordsmanship is also very wrong. Although the sword moves are similar to Huashan's swordsmanship, the style of painting is completely different.

The Huashan swordsmanship, which is elegant and light in itself, is full of vigor and vigor, domineering and fierce.

"You don't care what sword technique I use."

Tian Hao swung his sword and took the initiative to kill the past, and the two fought fiercely together again.

Many demon cultists around him also cooperated and surrounded him to assist in the battle. One after another, they hit him with weapons, but it was a pity that they were useless.

As early as in Fuzhou, Tian Hao had cultivated the horizontal crab iron cloth shirt to the level of Dacheng, the strength cooperated with the internal force, the skin was like iron stone, and with the assistance of the black iron armor, the defense was really invincible.

Even if someone wanted to approach and attack with feminine martial arts through the armor, he would be beheaded or forced away by Tian Hao with his sword, and the battle fell into a stalemate for a while.

After fighting like this for a quarter of an hour, Tong Baixiong retreated from the battle circle again, glanced at the beloved knife whose blade had been completely scrapped, and twitched in distress.

He hates that kid, and he hates that sword even more!
"withdraw!"

Glaring at someone bitterly, Tong Baixiong ordered to retreat.

Many horse boys also breathed a sigh of relief. They also fought very hard against this kind of thing with invincible defense.

I can't move at all!

"I hate light work!"

Looking at Tong Baixiong and others running away, Tian Hao was very upset.

No way, short legs!
At this time, some figures rushed back with the hounds, and they were the members of the Huashan sect who had retreated before.

It turned out that when they saw that Tong Baixiong and others were not chasing, they hid in the woods not far away and waited secretly, and only let some of them go back to report first, so as to be prepared, just in case.

"Search this place and see what plots those demon cult thieves have."

He signaled a few people to start the search, but Tian Hao didn't think that Tong Baixiong brought so many horse boys here to take a bath, there must be a conspiracy, and it was a conspiracy against them Huashan faction.

Several people started searching immediately, but unfortunately they couldn't find any useful clues, but it is certain that this group of people stayed here for a long time, and there must be a big conspiracy.

Seeing that there were no other clues, Tian Hao and the others could only return to the Huashan faction.

……

"Senior brother Hao, you are injured!"

Lin Pingzhi, who was practicing evil swordsmanship in the open space, saw a lot of blood on Tian Hao's body, so he hurried over.

"It's okay, these are the blood of the enemy."

After waving his hand, Tian Hao returned to his residence and took off the black iron armor, with many bruises on his skin.

The attacks of those Demon Cult members can basically be ignored, but Tong Baixiong is really strong, and these bruises were all punched out by that guy with a knife.

Lin Pingzhi, who followed, took the ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and gently applied it on Tian Hao's back, while Tian Hao himself applied the ointment on the accessible parts in front of his body.

Just at the moment when the skin touched, the evil spirit in Lin Pingzhi's body seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, and the speed of operation accelerated, driving his mood to fluctuate.

Looking at Tian Hao's solid and broad back muscles, his heart beat faster, and he felt an urge to reach out and touch them.

Thinking so, Lin Pingzhi did the same.

"..."

Sensing something was wrong, Tian Hao turned his head to look at Lin Pingzhi, whose eyes were blurred and his face was flushed, and couldn't help frowning.

"Have you practiced the evil sword manual?"

Lin Pingzhi's reaction was very abnormal, and in close contact with him, the internal energy in his body seemed familiar to him. It was very similar to the characteristics of the true energy of his master Yue Buqun after he practiced the Sunflower Book. It should be the internal energy of the evil sword manual.

But where did Lin Pingzhi get the evil sword manual?

Didn't you discuss with the master not to pass on this kid's evil sword manual?

what happened?

(End of this chapter)