red man

"Kui! Lou! Stomach! Pleiades! Bi! Yu! Shen!"

The seven weapons that coincide with the White Tiger Seven Stars are controlled by seven sword fairy figures.

This is the phantom of the sword fairy, not the real body, but in Wei Hao's eyes, he saw a difference.

If it's just mana, it's worth nothing.

The real power is not in the mighty swordsmanship, but in the seven sword fairy figures, all of them are the same person, and they are different stages of a person.

To be more precise, if the suzerain of Nanmang Sword Sect ascends, he will be in the seventh level of the immortal realm.

He has not ascended, he is still in the human world, so he maintains the realm of the earth fairy, but as long as he ascends, he must be a god.

Like the guardian of Nanmang Sword Sect, he is also a talent of the gods, but because of inheritance, he stayed in the world and has not left for a long time.

"Good Taoism! Immortal Level [-] to Immortal Level [-], each level has been cultivated into an incarnation by you. If you hadn't met me, even if you were not invincible in the world, you would not be far behind."

"Unfortunately, your way is a small way, and it ends here."

After Wei Hao praised him, he immediately went on a rampage.

The incarnation of the Immortal First Layer didn't exert any strength, and was directly pierced by Xijiao. This time, the bodies of the five spirits were shaken, and there seemed to be signs of instability.

"monster!"

"This beast is a monster!"

"How is this possible! That is the incarnation of the fairyland—"

Kuixing swordsman didn't even show his sword power, so he was passed by the guide car, and shot to death.

This kind of blow caused panic to appear in the eyes of the suzerain of Nanmang Sword Sect while his face was ashen.

In my heart, there was even a panic and suspicion: if the first level of the immortal can't stop it, can the second level of the immortal be able to stop it?What about Mie?What about quadruple?

Hesitation, suspicion...all kinds of negative emotions are breeding.

The white tiger of the Five Spirits Statue was supposed to be a murderous beast, but now, it retreated faintly, as if there was a sign of bowing its head with its ears clipped.

"You don't think that as long as you are in the realm of immortals, you are invincible? Hahahahahaha..."

Wei Hao raised his head and laughed loudly, "Back then when I was at Wuchao Pass, I didn't have such courage, and I treated the 'god's blow' as nothing. Today, at this moment, I will only fight harder and stronger, and the gods... no Follow humanity, punish when you are punished!"

A verbal attack directly caused Nanmang Sword Sect Master to lose his mind. Fear, panic, and even inner demons were born in him. It was very weak, but it did exist.

The obscurity of the White Tiger and Seven Stars is a sign of the birth of a heart demon.

A ferocious beast that is determined to kill suddenly starts to retreat and does not fight. Then, it is not that it starts to love peace, but that it has encountered a more ferocious beast.

"Brother Daming! Stay calm! Don't be intimidated by him—"

"Once we retreat, we will be defeated! We will be murdered——"

"Brother Daming! Da Mingyao! He just defeated the Dao Body of the first level of the Immortal! Don't be afraid! You still have six Dao Bodies! There are six—"

Hearing the shouts of the other four people, Wei Hao did not stop them, but watched with cold eyes. He shuttled slowly through the mist, and even walked close to one of them several times.

Just like that, he swaggered past, but the man couldn't find it at all.

This is the Yin-Yang Lost Formation, even if the Yin-Yang is lost, let alone the five people have been completely shocked.

No matter how loud the other four roared, it didn't mean they were more courageous than Da Mingyao, the Suzerain of Nanmang Sword Sect.

The courage of the strong does not depend solely on strength.

If a strong man possesses courage only when he has power, then such a strong man is no different from a peddler.

Any ordinary person who has mastered a powerful force will be full of courage.

However, even among ordinary people, there will be such a kind of person who has no strength and will face up to difficulties, at all costs, in fear, face fear, and overcome fear.

This is the real powerhouse who is fearless!
Wei Hao watched these five people coldly, because he had already discovered that the suzerain and sect master of the five peaks of Mangshan Mountain, even though he was the helm of the five sword cultivating sects, had never experienced the weak against the powerful.

Standing at the head of Wuchao County, at a glance, there are ghosts in thirty miles.

At that time, Wei Hao was just one person with one knife, and he still had a passion for it.

"That's right! I can't back down! I'm still the governor of the left army and the governor of the right! I have the power of the official and the support of the people! There is no reason to lose to this rebellious Xia Shi! He is a rebel who has been rewarded by the Three Realms! He is the following traitor—— "

laugh!
Da Mingyao's impassioned words of encouragement came to an abrupt end when Swordsman Lou Xing was shot in the head...

Immortal duo...die!

This time, all the holy images of the five spirits shook, and there were even signs of separation.

Even if they knew that if they separated and fled, they would be broken one by one, but there was such an urge.

pressure...

too strong.

It was so strong that even strong men like them could not bear it.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

Wei Hao laughed horribly, "It's not so easy for me to kill the real immortal duo. It's never been so easy to cut off the three flowers on the top. After all, it means the merits of mountains and seas. If you want to Broken, it really takes a little strength."

"Fortunately, an opportunistic old bastard like you doesn't have the stamina of a fairy at all. You don't have the talent of a fairy, but you don't have the virtue of a fairy. You are worthy of standing in front of me and resisting."

"Still kneeling!!"

Click! !

There was a loud noise, and the lightning that appeared out of nowhere directly smashed the Stomach Star Swordsman to pieces.

Wei Hao did not control the thunder and lightning. This lightning was not controlled by Wei Hao at all, but Da Mingyao, the suzerain of the Nanmang Sword Sect, created the "bolt from the blue" in the spiritual mind with his own demons.

That is to say, Da Mingyao punished himself by striking his sword clone with lightning.

Dao Body Stomach Star Swordsman, Immortal Triple Realm, did not slash out a single sword qi, and Wei Hao did not make a move, and was directly annihilated.

At the same time, Da Mingyao's fourth Dao body Ang Xing swordsman actually knelt down, trembling, and bowed his head in repentance.

Cracks suddenly appeared in the formation composed of the five spirit icons.

The white tiger prostrated itself on the ground, completely bowing its head and obeying its ears.

No matter how brutal and ferocious the beast is, it has no chance of winning in the face of a stronger warrior.

This is the law of nature, and it is also the principle of strength and weakness.

However, this kind of law, this kind of reasoning, was originally the five peaks of Mount Mangshan who were so open to the outside world, but they never expected that there would be such a day when they clearly maintained their tyrannical strength, but they surrendered without a fight.

"I don't follow humanity! You should be punished!"

Wei Hao didn't do it himself, but Ang Xing Swordsman's head was still chopped off.

It was Da Mingyao's fifth body—Swordsman Bi Xing who did it.

After Bi Xing swordsman beheaded Ang Xing swordsman, he was also beheaded instantly.

The one who made the move was the Sixth Dao Body, the Xing Xing Swordsman.

Needless to say the power of the inner demon, the five spirits and holy statues were completely separated, almost the moment the Xingxing swordsman drew his sword, Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and Qilin fled in all directions.

The five-spirit icon was originally a five-element formation, in which one could share boundless magic power and wonderful supernatural powers.

Da Mingyao was originally in charge of Suzaku, but because of the icons of the Five Spirits, he could borrow the White Tiger Seven Stars.

But now, all the supernatural powers are like a dream, making him flee in a hurry.

He was originally a flamboyant young man, but he was in such a mess and suffered a crushing defeat!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Wei Hao's laughter was like the ravages of an ancient heavenly demon, which made Da Mingyao tremble, feeling like he was in constant panic.

Even if the whole body is wrapped in flames and flees with the Suzaku divine fire, the escaped light fluctuates because of fear, like a bonfire in a strong wind, which may go out at any time, how can it ensure that its own flame continues to burn?
What's more, in the face of the "martyr's arrogance", all the Suzaku divine fires appear so weak.

"Forgive me! Forgive me—"

Da Mingyao instinctively begged for mercy. He became famous when he was young, and he always killed enemies by leapfrogging. He was also a part of boosting his prestige with his reputation as a sword fairy in the world.

A hundred years of enlightenment to the way of swords, 300 years to appreciate the supernatural powers of the gods, Daxia established the country and he established the way, his way is 500 years of swordsmanship!

Cut mountains and tilt them, cut seas and seas.

The supreme sword god of immortal talent, this is his glory.

Originally, by ascending to the heavens, he would be able to leave aside the mundane affairs of the world and concentrate on developing the brilliant way of swordsmanship!
What courage, what tyranny.

However, everything originated from a conflict in Wutan County.

Jianzi, Taoist... and then himself.

"Forgive me! Forgive me—"

Da Mingyao had no time to repent, and he didn't even have the thought of regret, only fear.

Because now, even if he fled, he would be like a headless chicken, unable to tell the difference between south, east and north.

No, not just north, south, east, and west.

I don't even know if it is heaven and earth.

He didn't know in which direction he was flying, there was fog everywhere, no matter how to dispel it, new fog would always be formed.

Fear humbled him, and he could only cry out for mercy.

Wei Hao smiled grimly and looked down at his palm, a cloud of mist swirled in his palm, with many halos in it, a scarlet divine bird was scurrying around.

He raised his other hand, slowly poked his fingers into it, and slowly pressed towards the crimson divine bird.

The clouds and mist were stirred by fingers, and in Da Mingyao's perception, it was as if there was an unprecedented storm between the heavens and the earth, which made people unable to open their eyes and see clearly the size.

"Forgive your life, spare your life..."

Daming Chao instinctively repeated the words of begging for mercy, and soon, the wind stopped.

Finally opened his eyes, the fog seemed to be less, but it was still rolling, and then Da Mingyao felt the fog rolling, as if being stirred by something.

He looked carefully, and soon, a black shadow appeared.

At first, he thought it was a rock.

Then he thought it was a wall.

Finally, he thought it was a mountain.

But it's not a stone, it's not a courtyard wall, and it's not a mountain.

is a finger.

"!"

The moment he saw the fingers, Da Mingyao stopped breathing, he was so frightened that he forgot how to breathe, as if he was strangled by the neck.

His heart told himself that he should run away, but his legs didn't listen at all.

Suzaku Shenhuo should have escaped quickly, but his mana could not be mobilized at all.

Heart demon!

"No, no, no—"

Huge fingers crushed over.

It's like crushing an ant, just crushing it with your fingers.

It turns out that the ants are myself...

At the moment when his fingers crushed his physical body, what popped out of Da Mingyao's mind was this sentence.

The suzerain of the Nanmang Sword Sect, the governor of the left army of the Great Xia, the commander of the "Wu De Army" Da Mingyao, died!
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat all things as dogs, killing you is the greatest justice."

Wei Hao's voice spread slowly, and the entire hill, within a radius of ten miles, could be heard clearly.

Feng Jin'an, who was climbing the clouds, twitched his ears, and found that his husband was still alive in the thick fog not far away, and was overjoyed: "Hey! You little ghosts, you dare to be rampant in front of the young master!"

The golden dragon ax was picked up again, and the dragon's tail was shaking again. Feng Jin'an felt that he was doing it again!

The "martyr's arrogance" wrapped the long-handled mountain-opening ax with golden light, and the little dragonman held the long handle tightly with both hands, shouted loudly, and swung the axe to strike.

This strike was fierce and blazing, but unfortunately, the opponent's general was covered in armor, and he was a strong man in the world with courage, and there was a chasing horse under his crotch, facing the mountain axe, holding a lance in both hands, Shengsheng crosses down.

"Where to escape—"

The partial general also knew that something was wrong with the Chinese army, but he knew that there were many sword celestial beings in the formation, who were all powerful in Taoism, so even if they were tricked for a while, they should not be in trouble.

So I made up my mind to take down this inhuman little thing in front of me first.

After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, this kid was as slippery as a loach, and he escaped by a narrow margin every time.

At this moment of confrontation head-on, it is in the right place, and the general is not afraid of head-to-head confrontation, but is afraid of the short legs with long tails running fast.

"Flee from your mother, and I will hit you again!"

Feng Jin'an practiced "Martyr's Arrogance" with Wei Hao, and it has never been as fun as it is now. He can't explain why, but he just feels that the energy in his body is continuous.

The two sides fought while walking, from the flat ground to the hillside, Feng Jin'an stepped on a small cloud, and became more and more proficient.

In the past, I always felt that manipulating spells was handy, but now I feel that mana is a fart, and it has to be a gifted supernatural power!
The wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon!
The eight-year-old child jumped up and down, and from time to time got under the horse's belly. It was so slippery that the knight cursed inwardly, but he was not in a hurry. Seizing the opportunity, the horizontal spear blocked the mountain axe again, and at the same time suddenly threw out a seal, Muttering words in his mouth: "Town!"

"Bitch! You are cheating!"

Feng Jin'an turned pale with shock, he was obviously a general on horseback, how could you have the nerve to use a magic weapon?
I saw that the seal was smashed over, with a bang, Feng Jin'an's eyes were dimmed, and his internal organs were shaken into a paste.

The whole person was babbling and talking nonsense.

It's over, it's over, I'm going to die.

Xiaolongren was crying in his heart, but unexpectedly, the general on horseback was even more shocked: "You're actually fine——"

"Eh?"

Feng Jin'an was taken aback for a moment, shook his head, and even crawled and jumped up from the ground, alive and well.

"Haha, I'm fine."

The little dragonman was immediately elated, and stuck out his tongue at the knight, "Slightly, slightly, bluffing and stumbling, but in the end, I couldn't kill me. Haha, I am 'Little Sage Yunmeng' Feng Jin'an, my body is like black iron, you That treasure is a bully, he can't do it by himself. Hahahaha..."

He was just a boy, and his voice was sharp, and this scene made his nostrils even bigger with anger.

However, Feng Jin'an was not indiscriminately complacent. He suddenly realized that it was not because of his tyrannical physical body, but because when the seal hit him, his "martyr's arrogance" burned the opponent's mana.

There was nothing strange about this, but the magic power of the seal just now was definitely not something he could handle.

"Strange...why?"

Feng Jin'an rubbed his head, a little puzzled, but when he got started, he felt a piece of wood stuck in his head, and one end of the wood was still burning.

"what?"

Could it be that I accidentally touched it?
impossible!
Smell it again, the wood is fragrant and refreshing.

Immediately, Feng Jin'an understood that it was the wood that made him full of energy and blood, and then he became "martyr's arrogance" endlessly.

"Damn it, the old guy didn't even say a word when he secretly helped."

Feng Jin'an knew now that Wei Hao had already made arrangements, how could he really let him die.

"I just don't know what this wood is..."

Turning his eyes, Feng Jin'an looked at the Golden Dragon Ax in his hand, and then at the wood: "They are all good treasures. The old man has so many treasures, so he didn't say give me one."