The most powerful god in the history of infinity

Chapter 338 Dugu Hao Advances Towards The Realm Of Seeking Defeat
"Xiaoyaozi, although your Beiming Divine Art is powerful, you still can't absorb my true energy. Are you convinced now?"

The tall and imposing Dugu Hao smiled and looked at the middle-aged man opposite, with an indescribable arrogance in his expression.

"I miscalculated. I originally thought that the Beiming Divine Art could absorb true energy, but now it seems that it still can't. At this stage, it can only absorb true energy. It seems that we need to continue to improve the exercise!" A middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest Some sighed in a low voice.

"It looks like you are less than 20 years old, but you have already condensed your true energy and stepped into the innate realm. You are truly a genius!"

Dugu Hao held a black iron epee and smiled lightly. After seven or eight years of experience in the world, he was no longer the ignorant child he was at the beginning.

The peerless swordsmanship that is invincible, has both offense and defense, and is unprepared to attack the enemy; the peerless cheats that can directly condense the true essence, which transcends the acquired and directly reaches the innate, all of which show the extraordinaryness of his master.

Although he has extraordinary cultivation and is not afraid of any powerful enemies, he is not stupid enough to tell this secret to others easily.The peerless cheats that can transcend the acquired to reach the innate, if the news is leaked out, it will cause madness in the arena.

"Okay, old Taoist priest, this competition is over, I should leave too, I have been out for so many years, I should go back and have a look!" Dugu Hao said hello, flew on his horse and ran towards the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Dugu, Pindao is going to establish a sect called Xiaoyao Sect. If you meet my disciples who go out to practice in the future, please support them a lot!"

"Understood!" Dugu Hao rode his horse and galloped wildly, waving his hands casually at the old Taoist.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Dugu Hao had to rein in the horse and slow down.

"Uncle, where are you going?"

Looking at the endless refugees, Dugu Hao asked the old man in front of him.

"Young master, it's better not to go forward. Murong Longcheng, the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom, led an army of 30 troops to march in person. The battle is raging ahead, corpses are everywhere, and there are no people living in thousands of miles. If you go, you will die!"

He thanked the old man and shared his dry rations with him. Dugu Hao turned to go in another direction. He didn't want to confront the army of 30 troops.

He Duguhao has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and some hidden paths are still clear. He rode his horse and galloped all the way, and finally saw his hometown from a distance under the setting sun, the small mountain village built by the river.

It's just that the mountain village at this time has long lost the tranquility of when they left home. Hundreds of Yan cavalry broke through the fence of the mountain village, killing people and grabbing food when they saw it, which is inhumane.

"A group of low-class untouchables dare to disobey the grain collection policy of our Great Yan Kingdom, kill me!" A bearded officer who looked like a cavalry leader smiled ferociously.

"call out!"

The sword light flashed, and a large head fell to the ground. Dugu Hao walked past the bearded officer's body with a cold face, and kicked the head away.

"Enemy attack! Bow and arrow shooting!"

As expected of the barbarian cavalry who fought in the South and the North, their reaction speed was quite fast. When Dugu Hao made a move, bows and arrows were already shot at him.

Looking at the rain of arrows all over the sky, the epee in Dugu Hao's hand seemed to be weightless, and he swung it flexibly in his hand.

"Broken Arrow!"

Arrows were randomly picked apart by him, and from time to time, some arrows returned the same way and pierced into the cavalry's body.

"You all have to die!"

With the howling sound as if coming from the abyss of hell, coupled with the ghostly movement of the opponent, the cavalrymen of Yan Kingdom were horrified to find that the comrades around them fell one by one, but they couldn't even catch the enemy's figure.

"Ghost!"

When there were only a dozen or so remaining cavalrymen, these always ruthless cavalrymen of Yan Kingdom finally collapsed, and fled out crying.

"shhhhhh"

Sword Qi streaked across, leaving corpses all over the place. Life is so fragile sometimes.

"Are you a little mouse?"

"Aunt Li, it's me, how is my father?"

"Oh, you're finally here, little mouse, go and see your father, he's dying soon!"

Dugu Hao was shocked when he heard the words, he moved with all his strength, and came to his home within a few breaths, and found that his old blacksmith was being supported by several villagers, with a black arrow stuck in his chest.

"father!"

The dying middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "My Hao'er is back, and I'll rest in peace when I die!"

Seeing his father who was slowly closing his eyes, Dugu Hao couldn't help the tears streaming down, hugged his father, and ran out of the yard frantically.

"Father, hold on, I'll take you to see Master, he must have a way to save you!"

Thinking of all the mysteries of Master, Dugu Hao felt a glimmer of hope, maybe, maybe, Master has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

"Master, where are you, come and save my father!"

"What are you doing, little mouse? This place has always been empty. This house has been empty for decades. Is there anyone there?"

Dugu Hao frantically searched in the yard for a long time in the house, looking at the dusty house, where is the figure of his talented master.

"Aunt Li, tell me, when did my talented master leave?"

"This is an old house that no one has lived in for a long time. It has been vacant for decades. How can there be any talent? Little mouse, you won't encounter ghosts, will you?"

After leaving this place in a daze, after burying his father, Dugu Hao once again came to the courtyard of his talented master after burying his father. He couldn't help crying when he saw the branch he practiced sword in when he was young was still quietly lying in the corner. flow all over the face.

"Master Xiucai, people in the village say that they have never seen you and that I have encountered a ghost, but I don't believe it!"

Thinking of the big rooster he stole from the villagers when he was young, and the big yellow dog giving his master "exorcism", Dugu Hao strengthened his guess. His master is definitely not a ghost. The villagers have never seen him, but the master is unwilling to meet them. That's all.

Holding a broom, he cleaned up the thick dust in Master's house. When he was cleaning the last corner, Dugu Hao felt that he touched something.

Sweeping away the thick dust, a thin book appeared in front of his eyes.

He picked up the book and slapped off the dust on it, and four large characters came into his eyes - Hunyuan Sword Classic!
Turning to the first page, it is not a method of cultivation, but a passage left by my master: Little mouse, for the sake of cleaning the room for the master, the master passed on this secret book to you. The exercises are too against the sky, there will be a catastrophe when you practice, you can decide whether to practice or not!
This life as a teacher and your master-student fate is over. If there is a fate, we will continue the master-student relationship in the next life!
(End of this chapter)