Dragon Sword God

Chapter 570

Xiang Hao looked at the group of disciples surrounded by Qingcheng, each with a fierce look, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Qingcheng looked at Xiang Hao, she really wanted to laugh, but her tone was very indifferent, and said again: "Does no one dare to fight with this guy named Long Hao?"

"Come, come, let me see how capable you all are." Xiang Hao hooked his fingers at the group of disciples behind Qingcheng.

"Rampant, let me teach you a lesson." A young man in a black gown stepped out. This person was in the Dao Cultivation Realm, and he practiced the Ice Dao. At this time, he was so angry that the void around him seemed to be frozen by ice.

All the disciples around looked optimistic, secretly feeling that Xiang Hao was about to suffer a big loss.

However, Xiang Hao's performance made everyone roll their eyes, and he said arrogantly to the disciple who practiced the ice technique: "Trash, come, let the young master teach you what it means to be low-key."

"You're looking for death." The young man in black was furious, and rushed towards Xiang Hao, slapping out his palm, and the ice raged.

Facing the young man's palm, Xiang Hao didn't even move his body, he just slapped it casually, but his palm easily passed through the young man's icy technique, and directly collided with the young man's palm.

With a bang, the young man immediately flew upside down with a muffled groan, and after landing, he covered his palms and howled miserably.

Wow, the whole audience was shocked, no one expected that Xiang Hao would kill the young man in seconds with one move.

"Who else wants to compete with me for a woman? Come out, I will clean up together." Xiang Hao's posture was very arrogant, and the frivolous eyes made the group of people behind Qingcheng furious.

"Bah." Qingcheng cursed secretly, she knew that Xiang Hao was just pretending.

However, someone was still unconvinced and rushed towards Xiang Hao again. As a result, this person was very miserable, and was unfortunately slapped away.

"Too weak." Xiang Hao said flatly.

"This kid is too crazy, let's go together and suppress him." Someone yelled.

Immediately, more than a dozen people went up together and rushed towards Xiang Hao, all of them were in the Dao Cultivation realm, each of them was full of murderous intent, which really scared the other disciples.

At this time, from different palace groups, disciples with deep or violent aura walked out one by one. These people are the real top monster disciples of the Zodiac Palace.

Xiang Hao noticed these people, but he didn't care, he took the initiative to rush towards the dozen or so cultivation realms rushing towards him.

A big battle broke out, more than a dozen people fought against Xiang Hao alone, all of them used the Zifu Jue, but the purple light covered the sky and pressed towards Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hao was fearless, and erupted suddenly, like a war god waking up, with chaotic energy surging to the sky.

Xiang Hao was in the chaos, and his aura was astonishing. When he jumped up, the chaos energy surged. He casually used the magic power of chaos to evolve a chaos tiger, and a drop of blood essence fused with the chaos tiger.

The Sword of Moment, the Chaos Tiger roared, as if given a soul, those pupils were like two golden lamps, flickering in the chaos.

This scene is shocking. Ordinary monks can also evolve such ferocious beasts, but due to different methods, if they can be powerful, compared with the Chaos Tiger evolved by Xiang Hao, it is simply a heaven and an underground.

The Chaos Tiger flew out, slammed one person into the air violently, and then roared, shaking the purple magic of more than a dozen people, and they were about to collapse.

Immediately afterwards, the Chaos Tiger exploded violently, and the Chaos Law crazily charged in all directions, instantly knocking five of them into the air.

Xiang Hao rushed up at this time, extremely brave, and punched out, the Chaos Fist shot up into the sky, and he punched several times in a short while, blasting several people away in succession.

The people around were terrified. It wasn't that the dozen or so people were too weak, but that Xiang Hao was too strong, and his speed was so fast that many onlookers couldn't even see Xiang Hao's figure clearly.

Soon, more than a dozen disciples were all beaten to the ground, one by one fell to the ground and howled, they didn't know that Xiang Hao had actually kept his hand, otherwise, Xiang Hao could have killed them all by himself.

Seeing that Xiang Hao easily defeated more than a dozen disciples of the same realm, the way people looked at Xiang Hao has completely changed.

"I'm afraid this is another evil character." Someone sighed softly, his face full of bitterness.

At this point, the real geniuses of the other palace groups arrive.

From the east came a young man holding a black and white sword. This man had thick black hair, his eyes were like lightning, and the sword in his hand circulated yin and yang, as if it could cut off time and space.

"The Son of Yin-Yang of the Eastern Palace." Someone exclaimed.

In the west, a magnificent woman with jade-like skin, waist-length hair, and holy radiance blooming all over her body, like a goddess, came hand in hand with an extraordinary young man like a banished fairy.

To the north, there was a strong man who looked like a savage, carrying a fierce mace, with a bloodthirsty smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Young Tianjiao appeared one by one. These people are all the strongest disciples of the Daoist Palace. Although they are all in the Taoist cultivation state, they made Xiang Hao feel an invisible pressure. It is comparable to beating a disciple who is lying down.

At the same stage of cultivating the Tao, there are also high and low levels, which are divided into early, middle and peak stages. Xiang Hao is in the early stage of cultivating the Dao, and has only initially cultivated the sword seal. People all have their own powerful trump cards, just like the young man holding a black and white sword, his sword can flow yin and yang, and his method is certainly great.

"Haha, new guy, I heard that you are a disciple of the saint, do you dare to give me a stick?" The mighty man carrying a mace was more than one foot tall, and he didn't know how he grew. Kong Wu was powerful, and his muscles were as solid as a horned dragon. In front of him, ordinary people probably lost half their aura before they started fighting.

"I don't know you, don't ask for a beating." Xiang Hao replied domineeringly, which shocked the audience immediately.

"This kid is dead."

"Calling yourself Lao Tzu in front of Man Gu, you really don't know how to live or die."

Some disciples sneered again and again, wanting to see Xiang Hao deflated.

Qingcheng secretly winks at Xiang Hao, meaning to tell Xiang Hao not to mess around, but Xiang Hao is not afraid, because he just wants to weigh the gap between the peak of Taoism and the early stage of Taoism, since this The guy with the mace came to his door by himself, and Xiang Hao just pushed the boat along.

Man Gu is a very combative person, just now when he saw Xiang Hao fighting against more than a dozen people, he was already full of fighting spirit, and he couldn't wait to measure Xiang Hao's ability.

"Boy, if you are a hero with me, you will lie on the bed for a long time, haha." Man Gu laughed wildly, he was very confident.

"Big buffalo, I see you as a big and three rough, how about comparing your physical strength?" As soon as Xiang Hao's voice fell, not only the ordinary disciples were in a daze, but even the geniuses looked at Xiang Hao in surprise.

"Compared to Mangu's physical body? To put it bluntly, this new saint apprentice is obviously looking for death."

"Never mind him, let's just watch the excitement."

(End of this chapter)