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"And your new martial arts, qinglongxiao?" Canggou reminded again, "it's not easy to be promoted to Emperor Wu. Don't you need new martial arts skills?"

"Get out of the way." Lin Hao waved his hand to Yu Wenhu and waved his sleeve with pride, letting Lingli roar along the meridians and gather towards his palm.

Countless light spots suddenly emerged from his skin. Just by shaking his body, it turned into a simple sword, which was firmly held by Lin Hao.

The knife is three feet and three inches long. It has no magnificent grain on its body, only long blood grooves on both sides. Obviously, it's too lazy to make those patterns. It's just a killing tool created for the purpose of "killing".

Lin Hao looked around again. He wanted to pull out Jai canthus' body and slip away again, but after the other party had suffered thirteen days of thunder, he had already turned into a dark burnt body.

Just now, they patronized themselves and didn't look there. Now when Lin Hao noticed again, the jair canthus had been implicated by the action of Yuwen tiger pulling him. He scattered his burnt black flesh all over the ground. From a distance, it was like a pile of coal on the ground.

Lin Hao just picked a direction casually. His spirit power immediately moved towards the sword edge in his hand, and let the turbulent air roll up suddenly, forming the shape of a green dragon whistling.

Then he took a step, raised his wrist, and let the blade rest on his face. Then he pushed his shoulder blade with his arm and stabbed forward.

All of a sudden, there seemed to be a clear and rapid dragon howling in the air. Hundreds of, no, thousands of blue knife lights darted forward, with fierce air flow and blazing blue flame in every minute.

Castration is like an arrow away from the string, breaking the wind, falling like thunder, and trees are falling down one after another - the green leaves are falling down, but they can't even touch the ground. They have been cut into pieces by the residual knife light and mixed in the air.

Yu Wenhu looked at the scene in amazement, just thought that this was the end, and wanted to say a few words of praise. However, on the Longyin sword in Lin Hao's hand, the same color light was shining again, and the vines and branches like lines suddenly came out from the sharp blade.

Just for a moment, the original clean blade was already covered with magnificent knife lines. If you look at it carefully, you can see that it is an abstract painting of a green dragon jumping out of the sea.

In the next blink of an eye, the green dragon had emerged from Lin Hao's blade. His beard trembled slightly in the air, his four claws opened like eagles, and his scales tightened up one by one, making a series of crisp percussion sounds.

The blade of Lin Hao's sword trembled, and then he thrust forward again. The green dragon jumped out with it, and the roar of his throat fell on their ears.

When it opened its mouth, a blue cyclone suddenly appeared between its mouths. It was covered with spiritual power and flames. With the sudden roar, it was suddenly spit out by the green dragon and hit the open space in front of it.

With this blow, the ground vibrated again, and even was directly smashed open a crack, toward the foot of Lin Hao.