Sacred Devil

Li Qingshan felt the sword meaning from Jiang Hao's body, and a trace of indifference appeared on his face. The long sword in his hand was shaking gently, and endless sword meaning poured out.

Under the challenge arena, the ground friars looked at Li Qingshan's sudden burst of sword meaning. Their eyes were full of surprise. They did not know why Li Qingshan suddenly burst out with such a majestic sword meaning.

"Jiang Hao, I'm looking forward to fighting with you!" Li Qingshan looked at Jiang Hao and said calmly.

Jiang Hao looked up, looked at Li Qingshan's appearance, his face showed a faint smile, his body also showed a strong sense of war, slowly said: "I am also looking forward to fighting with you!"

Li Qingshan's strength is very strong. Compared with the white faced wolf king, Li Qingshan is a rare enemy to Jiang Hao.

These monks' eyes also looked at Jiang Hao. During this period, Jiang Hao's name was at the height of the sun and almost everyone was very curious about his strength.

A monk in the late period of Bigu was called and challenged by the outstanding young people. This kind of thing is rare in a hundred years!

Jiang Hao is the chief disciple of Lingyun sect, and he is also the first of the four Lingyun chivalrous men, which makes them more curious about Jiang Hao's strength.

No one believes that Jiang Hao is only the strength of the late period of Pigu. After all, those who are named and challenged by the best of the young generation can only have the strength of the late period of Pigu.

Li Qingshan jumped out of the arena and left for the temple. He had already won, so he only needed three days to participate in the second stage of the competition.

No one said anything about Li Qingshan's departure. After all, he won and there was no meaning to stay.

However, as soon as Li Qingshan stepped out of the temple, he turned back and walked toward Jiang Hao. All of them held their breath and looked at them with intense excitement!

Just now Li Qingshan launched a challenge to Jiang Hao, but now Li Qingshan is going to Jiang Hao, which makes everyone look forward to their first World War.

"How can I leave if you're not on the court yet?" Li Qingshan looked at Jiang Hao and said with a smile.

"Mozart to Miaoyin!" No. 1 challenge arena's purple mansion Buddha cultivation momentum is like a rainbow, resounding throughout the audience.

After Jiang Hao's death, mozak stepped forward to the challenge arena step by step, while Miaoyin was already standing on the challenge arena.

"Mozak, the disciple of Lingyun sect!" Mozak looked at the little monk in front of him, took a deep breath and said.

"Wonderful sound of little Buddhist temple!" Miaoyin looked at mozak and said slowly.

After they reported to their families, they started fighting directly. Miaoyin was holding a Zen stick and retreating rapidly, while mozak, holding a machete, kept pushing towards Miaoyin.

However, when Miaoyin retreated, it also directly formed several French seals and went to suppress mozak!

Of course, mozak didn't care at all. His spiritual power was rolling in his body, and he directly smashed the magic sound to the resolution that mozak suppressed!

Miaoyin saw that his Dharma seal was smashed, and there was no trace of astonishment in his eyes. He directly inserted the Zen stick in front of him, and then the Buddha power in his body soared and directly poured into the Zen stick.

After the Buddha entered the Buddhist staff, the light inside the Buddhist staff suddenly soared, and then a strong momentum rose.

"Thousand handprints!" Miaoyin roared and saw a succession of fingerprints in the air, just like the overwhelming power, directly suppressed against mozak.

Thousand handprints are extremely advanced martial arts skills of the small Buddhist temple, with infinite power and extremely powerful suppression effect. However, few of them can be cultivated, unless it is a Buddhist practice with unique talent.

Now, Miaoyin has displayed a thousand handprints. How can they not be shocked?

However, mozak did not have the slightest fear, on the contrary, his body spirit rolling, eyes burning with a strong sense of war.

"Break the chop!" Mozak a roar, the machete in his hand directly forward to scratch, suddenly, the air condenses thousand hand prints from the sky, dense, cracks appear!

Thousands of handprints are extremely strong, and mozak is not weak, his machete with incomparable sharpness, directly cut through the thousand fingerprints.

And where mozak passed, there was a roar, and a powerful and destructive momentum filled the whole arena.

"Miaoyin, you are defeated!" Mozart looked at the wonderful sound and said slowly.

Mozak's machete has reached Miaoyin's neck, so there is no doubt that mozak won the war!

Miaoyin took a deep breath, then took a look at mozak and jumped off the arena.

Mozak looked around, and then looked at Wan Jian with a smile on his face.

Mozak didn't lose the face of lingyunzong, he won the battle very beautiful, let everyone remember him!

"He is very good. He has actually understood the way of destruction. The future monk Yuanying has a place for him." Li Qingshan looked at mozak and said slowly to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao laughed. He didn't expect mozak to progress so fast. In only half a year, he had already peeped into the path of destruction.

"Elder martial brother Jiang Hao, can you tell us about your strength?" Han Li looked at Jiang Hao and asked curiously.Han Li knows that Jiang Hao is very strong, but he does not know what degree Jiang Haoqiang has reached, so he is also very curious.

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