Fairy Road

How did Wu Zhencang expect that Wang Hao's Weeping Frost Sword would have such power, let alone that when Wang Hao didn't realize it, the Weeping Frost Sword would cut off the two gold needles he released by himself.

"Sword Spirit!" Wu Zhencang's heart skipped a beat, secretly yelling that it was not good.

At this time, the Weeping Shuang Sword had already been cut down from midair like Mount Tai, Wu Zhencang's complexion changed drastically, and a black shield appeared on top of his head in an instant, he wanted to use this magic weapon to block the sky-shattering blow of the Weeping Shuang Sword cut.

This dark shield is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a high-grade magic weapon that has been sacrificed by Wu Zhencang tens of thousands of times. Both large and small have experienced hundreds of battles, but they have never suffered any losses.

However, this time, just as the dark shield formed above Wu Zhencang's head, it was cut in half by the Weeping Frost Sword with a "stab".The Weeping Frost Sword's momentum remained undiminished, and it still cut towards the top of Wu Zhencang's head.

Before the sword arrived, the sword energy came first, and Wu Zhencang's hair was cut open by the sword energy, and the broken hair flew like a ghost.

"Ah..." Wu Zhencang screamed, his face was pale, his legs were trembling, but the Weeping Frost Sword just stopped at half of his forehead and did not cut off.

At this moment, Wang Hao looked at Wu Zhencang with a smile on his face, and said with a relaxed expression, "Can you admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat...Admit defeat..." Wu Zhencang replied hurriedly with cold sweat on his face.In fact, this person's evil skills did not show, but he was defeated by Wang Haocao's weeping frost sword with a thunderous blow.However, if he is really allowed to use all his evil skills, Wu Zhencang's final outcome may be even worse.

Wang Hao pointed with his right hand, and the Weeping Frost Sword turned into a long rainbow and flew back, while Wu Zhencang's expression was miserable, and he directly sacrificed his magic weapon and fled towards the distance without looking back.

The few monks who were fumbling around under the ring were already pale at this moment, secretly calculating the gap between themselves and the young man in white on the stage, and there were even a few monks who kept looking up at the top of the ring and sat on their chairs A row of people hoped that one of these Nascent Soul stage masters could make a move and defeat the boy in white on the stage.

Prince Rong saw that the monks below the ring were all looking on the sidelines at the moment, frowned, and thought: These people in the audience have neither strength nor courage, and they still want to be the son-in-law of my Great Yan Empire?Seeing that the cultivator named Wang Er is very powerful now, he made a wishful thinking, wanting those people waiting on the stage to make a move first.

Thinking of this, Prince Rong stood up with a sneer and said, "Since there is no one in the audience to challenge us, those of us on the stage can loosen our muscles. However, this king is talking about the ugly words first, if we on stage If the superior person defeats Wang Er, then the last quota will be automatically invalidated. After all, none of us are here to participate in the princess’s wedding! Hmph! I will give you another ten breaths of time! After ten breaths, you will be counted as yourselves Give up this last chance!" After finishing speaking, Prince Rong waved his sleeves, and sat back on the chair again, with his eyes facing the sky, but his mouth was already counting.

The monks in the audience who wanted to compete for the last place suddenly turned extremely ugly when they heard what Prince Rong said. If they didn't make a move at this time, they really lost the chance to make a move.If you fight, you still have the possibility of advancing; if you don't fight, you have no chance.This made a few monks with some strength in themselves finally unable to hold back.

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh", after Prince Rong finished his provocative words, within a few breaths, three monks flew onto the ring at the same time, two of them were dressed as scholars in blue shirts, and the other was wearing a suit. Wearing black robes, the three of them are all late Jindan cultivation bases.

The three monks flew onto the ring at the same time, and after stopping their figures, they were stunned at the same time.In his heart, he secretly regretted that he shouldn't be so impatient, and flew into this ring.

After the three of them pondered for a few breaths, finally the two scholars in blue shirts clasped their fists together and said to the black-robed man, "My fellow Taoist, please..." It seems that the two must have secretly transmitted voices to discuss the matter. So as to push the black-robed monk into the pit.

The black-robed monk was taken aback for a moment, his face changed, and he sneered, "Since you two are willing to come up, how can I be the first, you should go first..."

All of a sudden, the three of them actually gave in to each other in the arena. The monks in the audience immediately felt it was funny, and then they could understand: In such a round-to-wheel battle, after all, the odds of winning by the person who came last should be much higher than the person who came first ...

Seeing these three people standing on the ring stage, each of them had their own ulterior motives and were entangled, Prince Rong couldn't help frowning, coughed, and wanted to speak.Unexpectedly, Wang Hao spoke first and said, "Stop giving in to each other, let's go together!"

Prince Rong's eyes immediately released two strange brilliance, and everyone in the audience was in an uproar. Many monks secretly gave Wang Hao their thumbs up.Only Hong Sheng and Lin Qi'er had a trace of hidden worry in their excited expressions.

The three monks on the stage were extremely embarrassed at the moment. All three of them were taken aback for a moment, then murmured, no one spoke, and finally Wang Hao said: "Don't waste time, it's not too early... ..." After finishing speaking, his thoughts moved slightly, and the Weeping Frost Sword hovered above his head again, all of his vitality circulated, and the white clothes on his body also rustled.

When the three of them saw Wang Hao sacrifice the magic weapon, they each sacrificed the magic weapon as if they were relieved. One of them said: "Since Wang Hao is so entrusted with you, then we will not be polite." Saying that, he took the lead to release a handful of blue silk The flying sword-shaped magic weapon was attacking Wang Hao, and secretly said something to the other two. The other two understood it, and each sacrificed their own magic weapon to attack Wang Hao from different directions.

At this time, the three of them already had a calculation in their minds: Since you are so trusting, then we will push the boat along the way and take you down with the momentum of thunder. Besides, isn't the magic weapon in your hand powerful?Then the three magic weapons of the three of us attack you from three different directions, let's see how many of them you can take care of?Even if you have three magic weapons, you can only control two at most at the same time?After all, in the world of comprehension, I haven't heard of anyone who can control three magic weapons at the same time to fight against the enemy!

The three of them were making wishful thinking, but unexpectedly, they saw that the opponent put the Weeping Frost Sword back into the storage bag, facing the three magic weapons they attacked, and punched each in three directions.

After three loud bangs of "bang bang bang", the three magic weapons flew back backwards, and the three monks all retreated three steps in a row, their faces were pale, and they looked like they were seriously injured.

At this time, Wang Hao appeared in front of the three monks like lightning along with the three magic weapons that flew back backwards, and each of them sent out a "Great Destruction Punch".The wind of the fist is like the howling of a tiger, and the momentum of the fist is like a soaring dragon.The faces of the three monks at this moment are extremely ugly.

In an instant, the fist wind came to me, and it was already inevitable!

"Bang bang bang" three more bangs, after the three monks blocked Wang Hao's fist wind with magic weapons, they took several steps back, two of them had a trace of blood on the corners of their mouths.

Wang Hao stood tall in front of the three of them, with his hands folded, and looked at the three of them with sparkling eyes, but he didn't say a word.The faces of these three people were gloomy at this time, and they didn't dare to look at Wang Hao. One of them sighed fiercely, arched his hands towards Wang Hao, and disappeared into the ring in a blue light .The remaining two groaned for a while, then looked at each other, and left through the air at the same time.

"Okay!" At this time, someone in the audience shouted loudly, which immediately aroused the innate reverence for the strong in the hearts of other monks, and immediately applauded from the audience.

Hong Sheng and Lin Qi'er kept stomping and cheering at this time. After all, Wang Hao could easily win with one against three. This level of cultivation is difficult for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators to achieve.

After losing four people in a row and winning so cleanly, everyone felt that the white-clothed boy on the stage didn't seem to have shown any level of cultivation. In this way, there were still a few monks in the audience who were lucky just now. At this moment, he finally completely cut off the idea of ​​going on stage to compete.

Prince Rong on the stage also looked solemn at the moment, and it seemed that no one in the audience dared to challenge him now.At this time, the royal family had already reached the point where they had to take action.Even in Prince Rong's heart, he was very satisfied with the fact that this young man in white clothes with extraordinary cultivation could become the candidate for the emperor's son-in-law, but this young man in white clothes openly challenged the majesty of the royal family, and it was necessary to suppress his momentum... After he was defeated, it was announced that the royal family would advance to the next level out of pity for his talent, so that he could kill two birds with one stone...

But what troubled Prince Rong was, among the 13 people sitting on the stage, who would take action to kill this majestic young man in white?Naturally, I couldn't take the lead, and the eight disciples from the Taiqing Sect naturally wouldn't take it lightly. It seemed that I had to choose one of the four royal priests, but Wang Er's cultivation was unbelievable. The magic weapon in his hand also looks extremely powerful, but among the four priests, there is really no one who can be sure of winning...

Prince Rong was meditating, when suddenly a voice came from his ear: "My lord, why don't you let the old man try it." After hearing this, Prince Rong looked at the thinnest old man among the four worshipers, and thought to himself: This person is good at attacking with spiritual sense , maybe it can have an unexpected effect.So, he smiled and nodded towards the thin old man.

Seeing Prince Rong nodding his head, the thin old man stood up and said to the audience: "Everyone, look at the situation, there is no one in the audience to challenge...then let this old man learn the brilliant tricks of this young hero. After finishing speaking, he turned sideways to Wang Hao and said with a smile: "My friend Wang Er, the old man's name is Jin Xishan, and he is an enshrined member of the royal family of the Dayan Empire...Your cultivation is unfathomable. Let's learn from each other, I don't know how you like it?"

Seeing Jin Xishan's wretched appearance and his mouth full of sour words, Wang Hao couldn't help but smile, and cupped his hands towards the thin old man in front of him with a smile, and said, "Senior Jin, please enlighten me!"

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