Dragon Sword God

Chapter 1333 Let's go together!
"It's really extraordinary to be able to take a blow from a saint in the reincarnation state."

Another saint appeared, stroking the long beard on his chin and smiling!
But at this time, the eyes of the sage from hell were cold and murderous.

He thought he could kill Xiang Hao with one blow, but Xiang Hao blocked his blow.

"Keeping you is a serious problem!"

The hell sage roared coldly, his killing thoughts moved, and the cold light rose!

"I am a hero of the heavens, how can I let you kill me?"

An old saint in the heavens moved and blocked the saint in hell.

The hell saint's eyes were cold, a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

Xiang Hao retreated a little, without saying a word.

Finally, the Hell Saint retreated.

Now, for some reason, Hell is no longer willing to fight to the death with the heavens and go to war.

As for the heavens, they naturally don't want the fish to die and the net to be broken.

After the matter subsided, Xiang Hao asked some elders at the scene for advice.

"What's the attitude of hell now?"

"Attitude?" An old man replied to Xiang Hao: "The attitude of hell is to ask the heavens to give up the ten cities and the territory around the ten cities, so that everyone will live in peace, but this is impossible."

"Ten City, the tone is not small." Xiang Hao sneered.

The heavens will never compromise!

"As long as the Immeasurable Immortal Kingdom does not aggressively invade now, there will be no big waves in hell." A saint laughed.

Xiang Hao nodded slightly, and he could tell that hell was a little jealous of the saints in the heavens.

"Fortunately, there are seniors sitting here." Xiang Hao said with a smile.

"The so-called hell is just a teaching. I'm afraid that behind hell, there is still terror."

Hearing this, Xiang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

This worry is not without reason.

But no matter what, it is impossible for the heavens to cede ten cities.

"You saints from all over the world don't come out, in the same realm, I can crush you."

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came out, with a cold tone.

"Who is that?"

"Hell's pride?"

"Simply boastful."

The younger generation of the heavens in the desert of hell is not convinced at all.

On the other side of hell, a group of young people appeared. The difference from the heavens was that these young people were all dead, as if they had just walked out of the mountain of corpses.

"They are all geniuses who have been sleeping for eternity. In their eyes, you, the younger generation of the heavens, are indeed too weak."

An elder from hell appeared and said so.

"Then let's fight."

"I don't believe in evil anymore. What kind of genius who has been sleeping for eternity will only be known after fighting."

"If you don't accept it, then you will be beaten until you accept it."

A burly young man from hell came out, his black hair danced wildly, his eyes were full of whites, and his hair was black.

As soon as Xiang Hao saw this person, his expression changed immediately.

"Little Barbarian King? Chi Zhan?"

Xiang Hao's pupils shrank.

This person had obviously died in his hands, how could he reappear now?

Do people really go to hell after death?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Xiang Hao's mind.

At this time, the two sides debated endlessly, and finally decided that the first battle will see the difference.

"I can do it alone."

Chi Zhan walked out, the black gold sword in his hand flickered faintly and coldly.

"I'll fight you."

On the side of the heavens, a young man came out.

The war broke out very quickly, and the magic light was boiling.

But in the end, all the monks on Zhutian's side clenched their fists, because the young people who walked out from Zhutian were defeated and killed on the spot.

"It's just a competition, why kill people?" An old saint from the heavens said in a low voice.

"The strong live and the weak perish. This is the law of survival. You should know it better than us." The old man in hell said slowly, with a smile on his lips, calm and relaxed.

"Like a chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a single blow." Chi Zhan swung his sword with a look of arrogance.

"I come."

A young man refused to accept and strode forward.

"Is this Yang Long, the genius of the Yang family of the saint clan?"

"This breath is extremely strong, and it should be able to win."

"Friend Yang Long, defeat him!"

Yang Long went forward and back, and shot directly.

Chi Zhan sneered, swung his saber and chopped.

Its blade is tens of feet long, invincible.

boom.

Yang Long couldn't stop Chi Zhan's strike, he was shocked and backed away.

Yang Long refused to accept and wanted to fight again, but was stopped by the old sage.

"His realm is higher than yours, so don't force it, it's not worth losing your life." The old sage said softly.

Yang Long's face turned red, and he wanted to yell.

Chi Zhan laughed wildly twice, retracted the knife, and said loudly: "It's really boring, I won't fight."

"Brother Chi, let me meet them instead."

A young man in purple came out, his face was pale, and his whole body was gloomy, like a ghost.

There is no shortage of passionate fighters in the sky, and someone made a move on the spot to fight against the young man in purple.

But within a hundred moves, the young people on Zhutian's side were defeated.

"It's boring, change."

The young man in purple shook his head and stepped back with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Next, more than a dozen battles took place, but on Zhutian's side, no one could win a single one, not even one.

Seeing the undisguised contempt and wild laughter on the other side of hell, everyone felt aggrieved.

"Hey, many geniuses from the heavens are now cultivating in the Zhutian Mansion, otherwise, how can I make you crazy." The old sage sighed softly.

"Then let them come over, one can kill one." Chi Zhan said indifferently.

"Young man, you are too crazy." The old sage's eyes caught people.

"It's not my madness, it's your lack of strength in the heavens." Chi Zhan said so without being afraid of Shengwei.

Xiang Hao, who had been silently watching the battle, couldn't stand it any longer.

Zhu Tian lost more than a dozen games in a row. If he doesn't win another game, he will lose face. If the news spreads, many people will lose their fighting spirit.

This is probably also the main purpose of hell's provocation, to make the younger generation of the heavens unstable.

Thinking of this, Xiang Hao walked to the front slowly, and said indifferently: "You guys really don't have the right to shout here."

"Who are you? Saint clan? Or emperor clan?" Chi Zhan sneered.

"It's not a holy clan, nor is it an imperial clan, but it's enough to suppress you." Xiang Hao said indifferently.

"Really? Hehe, wearing a black robe and a tattered mask to pretend to be a ghost, a person who can't see the light dares to speak wildly here. I think there is really no one in the sky." The young man in purple sneered.

Hearing this, Xiang Hao frowned, and then slowly took off the dragon-shaped mask, revealing a young and handsome face.

"Xiang Hao?"

"Hiss, he's Xiang Hao."

"That Xiang Hao in Lingshan who fought bloody battles with alien races for seven days and nights?"

The surrounding monks were all shocked, and then all of them boiled.

Xiang Hao's deeds in Lingshan are already widely known. It can be said that Xiang Hao has become the top Tianjiao in the Northern Emperor Region.

After seeing Xiang Hao's face clearly, Chi Zhan frowned. He always felt that Xiang Hao's face was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw him.

But for some reason, Chi Zhan felt that he really wanted to kill the person in front of him!

The reason why Chi Zhan didn't know Xiang Hao was because he had a big problem and lost a lot of memory!

"I will fight you."

Chi Zhan walked out with high fighting spirit.

"You're not good enough." Xiang Hao sneered: "Let's go up together!"

(End of this chapter)