Sacred Devil

The door creaked open.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes and looked at the front door. A man stood outside the door. Holding a long sword in his hand, he looked at himself quietly.

"Split fire!" Jiang Hao did not hesitate to point on his brow, with the fastest speed to release the magic, the flame was instantly emptied, turned into a flame, standing in front of Jiang Hao in red.

But the man outside the door still did not move, just quietly looking at Jiang Hao.

The flame threw itself into the past, carrying the boundless and endless fire.

At the same time, Jiang Hao also followed, holding a heartless knife in his hand, and went all out.

Because he felt a threat, a huge threat. Although the man in front of him didn't have a trace of murderous spirit, he just looked at himself calmly, as if he were looking at a mole ant.

Kill a mole ant, where need kill intention?

Jiang Hao could not feel the other party's accomplishments.

The sword light suddenly lit up, Jiang Hao only felt that his eyes were a flower, and his body subconsciously bounced open. The other side took the sword into the scabbard, and Jiang Hao returned to his original place.

He was forced back by the sword.

The shoulder of the flame is split off, the flame burns and grows gradually. Jiang Hao looked down at his clothes. There was a shallow wound in the sea of Qi.

If it is not their own quick response, then this sword will destroy their own air sea.

At this point, if you ask yourself what kind of revenge you have with him, there is no need to say more. Only those who survive need to consider the next thing and revenge.

"Remember my name, Wuren." This person light way.

Jiang Hao didn't speak. Instead, he raised his hand and slapped him hard on his forehead. Blood flowed out and covered his whole face.

But the words are not random.

Then he opened his mouth and spit fiercely. A big flame was spit out and absorbed by the flame. The expression of the flame split was still flat, but the momentum became stronger and stronger.

"It's interesting. I thought I was going to crush it to death, but I didn't expect to play." The man named Wuren said, then put his hand on the hilt.

"Be careful. Play with fire and burn yourself." Jiang Hao gave a low roar, the blood Rune on his face lit up, his body shape increased dramatically, and he had already begun to burn his vitality.

After vitality, he still has spirit, life and life!

For the fight, Jiang Hao never gave up, let alone fear!

The sword lights up again.

There are several talismans on Jiang Hao's face, and his movements slow down in Jiang Hao's eyes. He draws his sword and splits, and his target is his own sea of Qi.

The flame suddenly broke out and swept hundreds of meters around.

Jiang Hao did not protect his own air sea, but his fists hit Wuren's Tianling cave.

Wuren still gave up the attack and took the sword to defend. The flame was cut off by him. His swordsmanship was exquisite. At the same time, Jiang Hao found that his attack was blocked and could only collide with his sword.

The body of the sword did not move. Jiang Hao felt that he had hit a wall instead of a sword.

The flame was surging in the flame. With the flame in both hands, he appeared from behind the Wuren and grabbed his head fiercely.

Jiang Hao suddenly twisted his head and then shook it fiercely. He turned the heartless knife into a thin blade. Then he threw it out with his teeth and stabbed the man's neck.

There is a series of killing moves.

Wuren's other hand was still holding the scabbard. At this time, he had to give up. With a gentle swing, the scabbard was inserted on the ground, and a fist of aura was sent out, and the flame was forced back.

The flame itself is also useless.

But at this time, the attack of the heartless sword became bigger and became a sword again. Wuren had no choice but to retreat back, but still could not escape completely.

His face was swept by the blade of a knife, leaving a scar, blood immediately flowing out.

The heartless sword flew back to Jiang Hao's hand and stood in the fire. Jiang Hao tightly held the weapon in his hand. The second time they met, they won a small victory.

"Good." Wuren one carried the sword back behind him, and wiped the blood on his face with the other hand.

"You are welcome."

"Falling flowers and flowing water." Five Ren light said, and then a sword stabbed over.

The speed of the face-to-face sword was not fast, and it didn't seem to bring much aura. However, Jiang Hao seemed to have a feeling that this sword could not be avoided.

The blood talisman on the face flew up spontaneously, and then was directly penetrated by this sword.

The sword has the slightest strength.

This sword is like falling flowers and running water. It can't be changed or violated.

Jiang Hao's face was ferocious. He roared. One hand held up the aura shield, and the other hand accumulated aura. Since he could not hide, he would not!

The aura shield was directly penetrated, and Jiang Hao also slashed it.

And then all of a sudden it was empty.Wuren stepped back.

He loosened the sword in his hand and easily avoided Jiang Hao's knife.

But the sword is still moving forward.

Jiang Hao's defense is like paper under this sword, so is his physique. He is directly pierced by a sword, and then he has to destroy his meridians, so he can choose to admit defeat.

But the sword did not advance, and Jiang Haosong's heartless sword.

The two palms held the sword tightly to prevent it from advancing any further.

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