Overawing The Three Realms

A helper?

"My time is limited, you'd better not waste my patience!" Cheng Hao's pupils contracted, and his sinister face gradually revealed itself.

Nalan Yanran was in a very difficult situation, her own mind was constantly struggling with ideas. In terms of strength, how could she be a match for Cheng Hao? But now, Jian Dong was unconscious, and he did not know where he was. What could he do? Even if he risked his life, so what?

"Alright, get out of the way!" Cheng Hao lightly waved his finger, and a gale suddenly appeared out of nowhere, reflexively blowing Nalan Yanran to the side, just enough to open up a path.

"Hahahaha!" Cheng Hao clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked in front of Jian Dong. His eyes were tightly locked onto the body of the three calamities, the fiery red blade emitted a mysterious smoke.

No matter who saw it, their hearts would still beat quickly. The corners of Cheng Hao's mouth curled up, and he subconsciously reached out to touch the long blade on the ground.

Just as his fingers touched the body of the three calamities' blade, a layer of red light suddenly rose out of nowhere, Cheng Hao pulled back his arm, his expression changing slightly.

At this moment!

Jian Dong's body suddenly bounced up, his face was expressionless, and the three disasters happened in his hands. Looking carefully at his eyes, both of them were red, and his bloodthirsty eyes made people feel uncomfortable.

"Jian Dong!" Nalan Yanran exclaimed with a face of disbelief. His hands and feet were flustered and he didn't know what to do!

"How is this possible!" Cheng Hao muttered in his heart, and clenched his right fist with all his strength. Purple pus and blood once again seeped out, and every time they fell on the ground, they would disappear, making it hard to find.

Jian Dong stared at Cheng Hao sternly, like a zombie, he dragged his blade and slowly walked forward.

Every time he took a step back, Cheng Hao would retreat a step and the two of them would remain in a stalemate. One advanced while the other retreated, and not long later, they had walked out of the circle, leaving Na Lan standing in a daze.

Cheng Hao felt the Qi from Jian Dong's body, his eyebrows twitched, and he angrily bellowed: "Soul force!"

Jian Dong did not give Cheng Hao a chance, he raised his blade and "shua", and slashed down, a red blade image whistling down!

Cheng Hao clenched his teeth, and then dodged to the side.

"Boom!" The blade image slashed into the ground, lifting up a layer of dust, causing Cheng Hao to be blown a few steps back, showing that he was using his full strength!

Cheng Hao exhaled a mouthful of impure Qi, his mouth flowed with blood, he anxiously used his tongue to lick cleanly, and forcefully suppressed the Evil Qi.

He then threw out the Dragon-veined Sword and waved it over. Although it had quite the imposing aura, it was clearly much slower than before.

Jian Dong did not rush nor slow, but the Dragon-veined Sword slid past while she was close to him, the blade in her hand slashed horizontally towards Cheng Hao's neck, this action caused Cheng Hao to break out in cold sweat, he anxiously lowered his head to avoid the attack, but in the next moment, Jian Dong lifted his leg.

"Peng!" Coincidentally, it kicked right onto Cheng Hao's chest, sending him flying with a kick.

Cheng Hao rolled a few rounds on the ground, he did not dare to stop and quickly got up, but he was still a step too late, Jian Dong's figure had already appeared in front of him, and he threw out a punch.

Bang.

Cheng Hao's entire being flew into the air after eating that powerful punch. Floating in the air, Jian Dong's figure appeared once again, and fiercely dropped down to his knees.

"Bang!" Cheng Hao's figure descended rapidly.

They could only watch as Jian Dong slashed down with his blade, almost at the same time as they landed.

"AHH!" Cheng Hao's eyes were bloodshot, before he even landed, he used one hand to push himself off the ground, spinning in mid air as he rolled to the side.

"Boom!"

Another huge energy wave blew him over.

From afar, Nalan gazed at Jian Dong's continuous attacks, and his faster and faster techniques, she rubbed her eyes, and felt as though she was in a dream. Jian Dong was just on his last breath, how did he suddenly become so heroic in the next moment? Could it be that he had eaten some sort of miracle medicine? He was the one pretending. If it really was an act, then wouldn't he have seen everything that happened just now? What should he think of himself?

Nalan Yanran's small hand clenched into a fist, and her mind was in turmoil.

Looking at Cheng Hao, he got up in a sorry state and lost his head, completely unaware of how to retaliate. The Dragon-veined Sword in his hands had already lost its luster and tumbled to the side.

He was barehanded, and looked at the approaching Jian Dong in shock.

Jian Dong remained expressionless. The elongated Karmic Scourge slashed across the ground with a "chi chi" sound, the blade tilted, and the fiery red reflection made Cheng Hao not dare to look straight at it.

He didn't know why, but at this moment, he suddenly had a confused feeling. He didn't want to keep fighting anymore, and he was even thinking, what exactly happened?

The first time he fought with Jian Dong, he had also lost to his soul force.

Cheng Hao lifted his head unhappily, his eyes glaring at the sky as he slowly raised both his arms. "Crack crack", he tightly clenched his fists, and from the corner of his eyes, he had already noticed Jian Dong slowly approaching him.

"Die, and let me understand who exactly you are!" At the last moment, Cheng Hao looked at Jian Dong calmly and asked.

"You don't deserve to know!" Jian Dong laughed, the red light in his eyes was already fixed on Cheng Hao's body, then he used both hands to hold the blade hilt, and slowly raised the blade!

The starlight was still on the ground. All the spiritual qi in the surrounding area rushed over and gathered at the tip of the blade.

And then, they saw Jian Dong slowly sinking downwards at an extremely slow speed, as a shocking sound of something breaking through the air resounded out in the surroundings.

The blade came down.

Cheng Hao had already given up. He slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death to befall him! Nalan Yanran watched all of this excitedly from a distance, waiting for the result that he would happily accept. He really wished for Cheng Hao to die immediately, to the point where his skin would not leave his body.

"Boom!"

But! Just as the blade was about to land on Cheng Hao's head, a black smoke filled the entire ground! There was black fog everywhere and their line of sight was completely covered!

With the sudden appearance of the black mist, Jian Dong stood alone at his original position, the blade in his hand frozen in place.

Nalan Yanran looked at the black fog in disbelief. With a shake of her body, a red whirlwind appeared in the air.

"Hu! Hu!" A red whirlwind blew away all the black mist.

When the black fog disappeared, Nalan Yanran's face also changed! Where did the figure of Cheng Hao disappear to?

Na Lan's first reaction was that Cheng Hao still had a helper! He could see the despair on his face. There was no way he would have a chance to counterattack!

"Where is he!?" Where are you! " Nalan Yanran looked around but couldn't find any traces of him!

"Thud." A sound.

"Jian Dong!" Na Lan saw that Jian Dong was lying there, not moving at all, and immediately leaped over. Seeing Jian Dong with his eyes tightly shut, his heart started to ache inexplicably.

(Let's see some flowers!) Thank you!)