Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 50
After glancing at the two people in the lake who were looking at each other affectionately, Tian Hao rushed towards the members of the Demon Cult who were besieging the three of them.

"Here comes another one, everyone be careful!"

The members of the Devil's Cult surrounding the formation noticed Tian Hao's arrival, and hurriedly asked to remind him, and several people rushed over immediately.

"Clang clang..."

A flash of sword light flashed, and the five people who rushed over were beheaded and died in a miserable state.

With the black iron sword in his hand, he doesn't pay attention to those below the post-acquired state, and can directly enter the unparalleled grass-cutting mode.

Of course, there were also four people who were slashing at their bodies with weapons, but they could be ignored because they were protected by black iron armor.

"He has a protective armor!"

The last person dodged the sword light and shouted.

"Let the old man meet him!"

A burly man rushed over with his light kung fu, swiping down his sword with a savage power, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

"He is Tong Baixiong, the elder of the Fenglei Hall of the Devil's Sect. He is a powerful man at the peak of the Acquired Heaven Realm. He has a fierce offensive with the Thunder Saber Technique, wide opening and closing, and a set of fierce palm techniques."

Seeing Tian Hao confronting the person coming up, Ning Zhong pushed the arrow away with a sword and spoke to remind him.

Although these people are all dressed in black and masked, martial arts cannot deceive people.

"Let me see how crazy and fierce your knife skills are!"

With a fighting spirit in his heart, Tian Hao likes to fight against this kind of fierce person the most.

Once again, the great black iron sword dragging behind him swung out swiftly, as fast as lightning, and it was the Martial Saint of Guanjiabao who was slashing with his sword.

"when!"

The sound of violent gold and iron clashing reverberated, and Tong Baixiong flicked the big knife in his hand, and the knife energy condensed on the blade was almost blown away by Baoyuan's internal energy.

But after all, he is a veteran powerhouse at the peak of the Houtian Realm, with the true energy in his body circulating, he stopped his retreat, and when he launched the Kuang Lei Saber Technique, it was a burst of mad slashing, it was really as violent as thunder, and as powerful as lightning.

Tian Hao was not bad either. He used the Iron Sword Technique, and even used some counterfeit techniques of the Wind Hammer Technique. Through the reaction force of the collision, he continuously accumulated and superimposed strength.

Tong Baixiong is really worthy of being a veteran powerhouse who has been famous for many years. He is strong and firmly holds the upper hand. His attack speed alone is twice as fast as Tian Hao.

Three cuts were made, and two of them could fall on Tian Hao.

But what made him depressed was that his saber qi, and even the blade of the big saber were slashing at the kid, but it was useless.

It only destroyed the coat on the man's body, revealing the gray scale armor, and there was not even a scratch.

And that kid is so smart, his whole body is covered, even his head and face are covered tightly, only a pair of eyes are exposed, besides that, the back of his hands are also protected by scales.

How can he beat this kind of tortoise shell?
"Grandma is a bear, why do you get stronger and stronger as you fight?"

Fighting against each other again, Tong Baixiong temporarily retreated from the battle circle, and couldn't help shaking his tingling palms.

That kid is very weird, the more he hits, the stronger he gets.

Although his speed was far inferior to his own, his brute force was astonishing, and that big sword was extremely hard and even sharper.

Glancing at the cut cut on the love knife, he twitched in distress.

It's almost like a saw!

In addition, that kid's strength is very strange, a bit Wudang style, can disturb his own center of gravity, and almost lose his body.

Tian Hao on the opposite side also took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief, and used his limited internal energy to soothe the sore muscles and bones in his arms.

Continuous bursts of internal strength for a long time also put a lot of pressure on him.

"Boy, come again!"

Glancing at the three Yue Buqun who were still under siege, Tong Baixiong swung his saber again and slashed at him with the same ferocious power.

However, after shaking away the black iron sword in Tian Hao's hand, he suddenly abandoned the sword in his hand and slapped it down with his palm.

That scale armor was too unreasonable, he didn't have the confidence to cut through it, but this kind of armor could also defend against sharp weapons, and it was not easy to defend against others.

"boom!"

A palm slapped hard on the heart, and the face covered under the black cloth revealed a fierce and fierce face.

"This palm hurts!"

At the same time, Tian Hao abandoned the black iron sword that had been bounced, and quickly grabbed Tong Baixiong's right wrist with both hands, his face hidden under the black iron armor was also very ferocious.

That palm was really painful, even if there was a piece of black iron heart guard inside to protect it, it still made the viscera throb, but it was worth it.

He is very clear that there is still a big gap between himself and Tong Baixiong, a top acquired powerhouse. It is almost impossible to win quickly, so he can only lure the snake out of the hole and let him show his flaws on his own.

"not good!"

As soon as his complexion changed, Tong Baixiong realized that he had been tricked, and immediately exploded with anger and wanted to shake off the hands that were grasping his wrists, but unfortunately he didn't.

"Comparing strength with me, I don't know Master Hao, my arms are as thick as my little sister's thighs, and my cup size is bigger than my wife's?"

Sensing the strength and pain coming from the palm, Tian Hao smiled even more ferociously.

Before Tong Baixiong could mobilize more Qi to break free, he suddenly exerted force.

Chaos Cloak Hammer!
With a roar in his heart, he raised his heart energy, resisted the severe pain in the palm of his hand being shaken by the true energy, and smashed wildly with people as hammers and the earth as iron.

Tong Baixiong was able to stabilize his figure at the beginning, but he would lose if he kept it for a long time. After a mistake, he was smashed hard, and a human-shaped pothole was smashed into the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his throat.

This is not over yet, Tian Hao turned into a Hulk and smashed a few times in a Hulk style without explaining, dozens of human-shaped potholes appeared on the surrounding ground soon, and Tong Baixiong spurted blood wildly, and was severely injured.

Just when he was about to throw this Demon Cult boss down to a heart attack, a flying needle pierced his palm, which was not protected by armor, with precision, causing his right hand to go numb for a moment.

Seeing the opportunity, Tong Baixiong suppressed the severe pain in his body, concentrated his true energy on his wrist again, and finally broke free.

Don't dare to wait for long, retreat quickly.

Pulling out the steel needle nailed to the tiger's mouth in his palm, Tian Hao glanced at Aunt Dongfang who was still looking affectionately at Feng Qingyang in the lake, picked up the black iron sword and charged towards the encirclement without saying anything.

With the invincible armor body protection, coupled with the resistance provided by the horizontal crab iron cloth shirt close to the Dacheng realm, and the unparalleled sharpness of the black iron sword, it is invincible to block those who block it, and crashes into the encirclement abruptly.

"Master and wife, are you okay?"

While blocking most of the arrows with the armor on his body, Tian Hao asked while scanning the demon cult members around him, feeling a little bit like cursing.

These demons don't talk about martial arts too much. They are obviously martial arts sects, but they hold a lot of powerful bows and crossbows. No wonder Lao Yue and his wife, who are holding black iron long swords, are in a hard fight.

It's too bad for martial arts!

However, he was scolding the Demon Sect for not teaching martial arts, and the members of the Demon Cult were also scolding him for not teaching martial ethics.

He is obviously a member of the martial arts world, but he walks out wearing battle armor like a general in the army, but the defensive power of the battle armor is unreasonable.

Tong Baixiong's broadsword was already considered a rare treasured sword, it cut iron like mud, but it was hard to leave even a scratch on that set of precious armor.

The condensed saber energy is even more useless, it's too disrespectful of martial arts.

"Boy, report your name, you are qualified to let the old man remember your name!"

Slowing down a little bit, Tong Baixiong opened his mouth to ask, with lingering fears in his heart.

If it hadn't been for the rescue of the Eastern Hierarch just now, he might have capsized in the gutter.

"I don't change my name and surname when I am going or sitting, so does Linghu Chong, the chief disciple of the Huashan School."

Tian Hao responded in a dignified manner, not at all afraid of being retaliated by Tong Baixiong, anyway, he reported Linghu Chong's name, so what does it have to do with someone else Tian?
"you……"

Linghu Chong who was next to him hadn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, he had never seen such a brazen person!
"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the first disciple of Mount Hua, the old man remembers you!"

Opening his mouth bitterly, Tong Baixiong understood that he could not win Yue Buqun and the others today.

What a mistake, the whole game is lost!
(End of this chapter)