The strongest training system

Chapter 358
In terms of martial arts alone, Wang Hao mastered the Fengyun Twelve Styles, which were taught by the sword god Yansan himself. Among them, the twelve styles of sword control skills were gradually evolved by Yan San after comprehending the righteousness of swordsmanship and integrating actual combat experience. become.

Yan San once asserted that before Wang Hao was in the realm of Lingwu, a set of Fengyun Twelve Styles could beat all invincible opponents in the same realm, it was not an exaggeration.

In the realm of spirit martial arts, warriors have changed from initially sensing the morality of heaven and earth to being able to use morality, and even reached the beginning of the field. At that time, the Fengyun Twelve Styles will lose their advantage.

If Wang Hao is not dealing with the demon cultivator Ling Tingfeng, but a warrior who is steadily advancing to the spiritual realm, it will be difficult for him to take advantage of it at this time.

But demon cultivators are different. Their method of cultivation is not to absorb the energy of heaven and earth and temper themselves, but to use all kinds of crooked ways to steal other people's artificial intelligence. Although their realm has increased rapidly, they are by no means rivals to other warriors at the same realm.

Moreover, as one of the seven great demon kings, the martial arts Li Weidan taught Ling Tingfeng is indeed powerful, but Ling Tingfeng has only mastered it for half a year, and can only show superficial power. How can he beat Fengyun Twelve who can call Fengyun? Mode?
When Wang Hao slashed out the No.30 six swords, the accumulated sword power has already shown overwhelming power!

"cut!"

The sword light was shining, and the Mo Dao in Ling Tingfeng's hand had cracks.

No.30 The seven swords swung down, the "natural weapon" special effect of Longyuan sword, and the "critical strike" special effect of the talent system were superimposed together, and there was only a crisp "click", and the Mo knife broke in response!

How could Wang Hao, who had experienced many battles, miss such an opportunity? He stabbed Ling Tingfeng between the eyebrows with a sword, intending to kill him with one sword!
"Buzz!"

The blade of the sword trembled violently, like an excited beast baring its fangs at its prey.

Ling Tingfeng opened his eyes wide, his eye sockets were about to burst, he tried his best to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid the Longyuan Sword that was getting closer.

"Successful!"

Just when Wang Hao thought the victory was coming, his mind felt dizzy for a while!
Wang Hao exclaimed in his heart, "Could it be that the effective time of 'Nightmare' is about to pass?"

He hurriedly gathered his mind, only to find that there was another reason for the trance just now - there was a force in the depths of his spirit, secretly obstructing it!

"It's my demon!"

Wang Hao gritted his teeth. He never expected that the inner demon would disturb his mind at this time.

"Wang Hao, it's time for your death!" The heart demon shouted loudly in Wang Hao's spiritual world!
Seeing that Wang Hao was in a trance, Ling Tingfeng roared wildly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sharp edge of the Longyuan Sword.

"puff!"

Ling Tingfeng's arm was cut off immediately, and blood flew everywhere, but he survived because of it.

Ling Tingfeng's blood was sprinkled on the fire altar, and the dark green fireworks burned even more vigorously. He blasted back a hundred meters in a row, holding his broken arm, gasping for breath, thankful that he escaped from death.

Wang Hao's complexion became very ugly, and his demons were in trouble, which made him have a splitting headache and even couldn't stand upright.

Wang Hao scolded in his heart: "Demon! If I die, you will disappear, is this the ending you want?!"

The wild laughter of the demon kept echoing in Wang Hao's spiritual world.

"Hahahaha! Who will die with you! When that idiot successfully sacrifices, it will be the day of my new life!"

Wang Hao was shocked, the oriole was catching the cicada, and the oriole was behind, if the priest activated it, the one who would reap the benefits of the fisherman would be his own inner demon!
Wang Hao couldn't guess what the demon would do, but he had a strong intuition that once his demon gained the power of sacrifice, it would be more terrifying than Ling Tingfeng's power!
"Don't think about it!" Wang Hao wanted to suppress the disturbance of the inner demon, but after all, this is a battle in the spiritual world. He must prevent Ling Tingfeng's attack at this time, how can he fight with all his strength?
In this silent battle, the inner demons have taken advantage of the sky and the ground, as if they are winning.

However, just when he was about to show off his power, the jade pendant on Longyuan Sword's fringe suddenly shone softly.

"Pure Heart Jade!"

Wang Hao's eyes lit up, this jade pendant was exactly the treasure given to him by Yan San before parting.

"Master said that the Qingxin Jade can suppress the evil spirit of the Longyuan Sword, but I didn't expect it to be able to restrain my demons!"

The soft light emitted by Qingxin Jade gave Wang Hao a cool feeling, and his frantic mind calmed down in a very short time.

"What kind of power is this, no!"

The heart demon roared in Wang Hao's spiritual world, and the power of Qingxinyu made him fall into a deep sleep again.

Wang Hao, who has suppressed his inner demons, has a state of mind like water and his eyes are clear.

Ling Tingfeng witnessed Wang Hao's changes with his own eyes. Although he didn't know what happened, this period of time was enough to make him breathe.

He has seen the reality clearly, the current self is still no match for Wang Hao!

"Before his strength fades, we must start the sacrifice immediately, otherwise, when Chen Yuan returns with the rescuers, everything will be over!"

Countless black energy surged from Ling Tingfeng's body, and he activated the clone technique again.

I saw him turn one into two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen!However, this is not the end, sixteen to 32, 32 to 64, 64 to 120!

In just three breaths, 120 and eight Ling Tingfeng had already appeared in front of Wang Hao's eyes!

The strength of each of Ling Tingfeng's avatars has become meager, unable to match the power of Wang Hao's sword.

He no longer wanted to kill Wang Hao, Ling Tingfeng only had one purpose now, and that was to snatch the sacrifice from Wang Hao's hands!

Wang Hao's expression became dignified. According to time estimates, Chen Yuan should have found a helper at this time. He only needs to insist on Ling Tingfeng's attack to win the most important victory.

"kill!"

120 Eight clones screamed at the same time and rushed towards Wang Hao.

Ling Tingfeng didn't manipulate all the clones, and rushed towards Wang Hao, but formed a team of twelve clones, one team followed by another, like layers of waves.

"Thousand Manifestations Umbrella!"

Wang Hao recalled the Thousand Chance Umbrella without hesitation, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella swept across, blocking the attack of the first team's clones.

Wang Hao's feet moved slightly, instead of moving forward, he retreated to the side of the last sacrifice.

The Twelve Styles of Fengyun are good at attacking but not good at defending, what he wants to use is the dripping water swordsmanship!

"The first form of dripping water swordsmanship!"

The sword rain fell suddenly, turned into a rain curtain, and then turned into a rain curtain.

The first form of the dripping water sword technique is a defensive skill, which is not powerful enough, but it can perfectly protect Wang Hao's whole body.

Ling Tingfeng's avatar slapped the rain curtain with a palm, not only failed to shake the rain curtain, but bounced back by itself.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of impact was endless, no matter how violent Ling Tingfeng's impact was, it was useless.

While performing the dripping water swordsmanship, Wang Hao manipulated the Thousand Chance Umbrella with his thoughts, rushing back and forth in the avatar, Ling Tingfeng's attention was all on the rain screen, so he didn't care about the Thousand Chance Umbrella.

When he came back to his senses, 120 of the eight clones had already been killed by the Thousand Chance Umbrella!

"I don't believe that the rain can't be broken!"

Ling Tingfeng was furious, he ignited his own life, and forced an explosion at the cost of shortening his life!

"Break it for me!"

A clone crashed into the rain curtain recklessly. This time, the clone was not broken, but exploded on the rain curtain!

The rain screen stopped slightly, and Wang Hao's heart trembled violently.

"Damn it, you actually blew up your clone!"

The self-destruction of the first clone was just the beginning, and then all the clones attacked at the same time!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of explosions was endless, and every time Ling Tingfeng hit, the rain curtain became weaker.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Faced with such a powerful and life-threatening impact, even the flawless dripping water sword technique finally showed its flaws.

A clone grabbed Wang Hao tightly, making Wang Hao's movements slow down by half a minute!

The remaining avatars condensed into Ling Tingfeng's main body again. Wang Hao could only watch helplessly as he extended his claws towards the final sacrifice.

"Hahaha! Got it!"

Ling Tingfeng's eyes shone with excitement, and the ending he was looking forward to was finally coming true.

"call out!"

A golden light completely annihilated his wish.

Ling Tingfeng's body was observed by a golden arrow. At this time, his hand was less than three centimeters away from the sacrifice.

Ling Tingfeng climbed forward unwillingly, and in the next second, more than ten piercing sounds sounded one after another, and more than ten golden arrows pierced Ling Tingfeng's whole body, nailing him to the ground!

Wang Hao killed the clone that trapped him, and looked towards the direction where the golden arrow came, and saw a familiar figure on the stairs.

Zhao Mu'er holds a floating golden bow, and the clothes on her body move automatically without wind, showing an extraordinary heroic spirit.

"Mur!"

Zhao Mu'er walked to Wang Hao's side, and Wang Hao asked urgently, "Why are you here?"

"The aura of you and Chen Yuan disappeared in the city. Ding Liang asked to come out to look for you. I couldn't trust him. When the domain lord didn't pay attention, she slipped out by herself, but just happened to meet Chen Yuan who was rushing towards the domain lord's mansion in a panic. She told I'll rush over here first."

She paused for a moment, and continued, "The arrow shot just now has the power of confinement bestowed by Master, even a master of Lingwu Realm, it is difficult to break free!"

Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, "Thanks to you, otherwise something serious would happen."

Ling Tingfeng raised his head with difficulty, glared at Zhao Muer, and roared frantically: "Zhao Muer, it's you! It's you!"

Zhao Muer frowned slightly, looked at Wang Hao, "I know him?"

The old woman erased all the memories of Zhao Mu'er before entering the sacred domain, even Wang Hao had forgotten, so how could she remember Ling Tingfeng?

"You said you didn't know me!" Ling Tingfeng's eyes were bloodshot because of anger, "You said you didn't know me!"

Zhao Mu'er sneered and said, "I've lost a lot of memory, so naturally I don't recognize you, but you give me a feeling of extreme disgust. Thinking back to the past, I also hate you very much!"

After saying that, Zhao Muer glanced at the altar, and said in a deep voice: "This altar is too scary, let's destroy it immediately!"

Wang Hao nodded, ready to liberate all the sacrifices.

At this moment, an extremely angry voice sounded from the edge of the altar.

"Wang Hao, if you dare to touch the altar, I will kill her!"

Wang Hao followed the prestige, and in the distance stood a clone of Ling Tingfeng who had slipped through the net at some point.

This avatar stood beside a stone pillar, holding the broken blade of Mo Dao, and pressed it against the neck of the sacrifice on the stone pillar.

This sacrificial offering was a woman, although she was a woman, but she was extremely burly. It was Wang Hao's rescue target, his friend, who came to the Yunfeng Domain this time.

Zhao Jun!

(End of this chapter)