Xiao Yao's sword was fast, a little faster than He Hao.

This was the first time Xiao Yao had encountered a real swordsman in the Lingwu world.

An immortal cultivator who enters the Tao with a sword may give him some time, and in time, he can really become a sword immortal like Xu Yangge.

But Xiao Yao didn't plan to let him live past tonight, the other party was going to kill himself, he couldn't give it back to the other party to continue to grow, right?

Xiao Yao was also a killer before, and now he wants to stand on the commanding heights of killer morality and condemn the other party fiercely, it is really unkind, as a killer, he casually tells the information of his employer, which is simply a shame in the killer world - but he has no half-dime relationship with the killer world of the Lingwu world.

At this time, He Hao rushed towards Xiao Yao again.

"This sword is called Flying Immortal!" he shouted.

Xiao Yao frowned, and a mighty sword aura actually attacked him.

The same sword qi smashed towards He Hao.

At the same time, Xiao Yao's body rose from the ground, and the golden light sword in his hand shone with a golden light again.

"You must know that in this world, you are not the only one who can use a sword!" Xiao Yao's hand broke out with a sword qi, and the sharp blade was enough to cut through the sky.

This time, He Hao felt the pressure.

He suddenly felt that he had underestimated Xiao Yao before.

With the information obtained from him, Xiao Yao's cultivation is at most a master.

Now it seems that Xiao Yao is indeed the cultivation of a heavy master, but what is revealed is definitely not the strength of a heavy master!

The most important thing is that at this time, he also realized that the strength that Xiao Yao showed was still sword qi.

This guy even has sword energy? Could it be that he also entered the Tao with a sword?

There are already too many doubts in He Hao's heart, the most important reason why he has been able to live until now is because he will only pick targets that are weaker than himself and have a certain gap, for him, the reason why he became a killer is not just for what silver taels, but to sharpen himself, he always feels that his sword needs to drink human blood in order to continue to break through, in addition, the most important thing for him is his life, after all, if he wants to become a master and dominate the world, the most important thing is not how high his cultivation is, nor how good his talent is。

The most important thing is to just be alive.

As long as you live, there is hope for everything.

But now, he suddenly had a sense of crisis, and he felt that the goal in front of him did not seem to be something he could deal with......

Xiao Yao's speed is getting faster and faster, at first, He Hao can barely parry, but in the end, it is getting more and more difficult for He Hao to deal with.

With an angry shout, Fu Li in Xiao Yao's hand burst out with a sword qi again, and this sword qi directly hit He Hao's body.

This sword aura also knocked He Hao's body directly out.

His body rolled on the ground several times, and when he stopped, there was an extra blood mark on his body.

This is what was injured by Xiao Yao's sword qi.

He Hao supported his body with his sword and slowly climbed up, and now his eyes when he looked at Xiao Yao were also full of earth-shaking changes.

His eyes were full of caution.

"If you really only have that little ability, you might be going to die in the next second. Xiao Yao looked at He Hao and said.

He Hao suddenly laughed, the smile on his face in such an environment actually made Xiao Yao feel a chill down his spine.

With a flip of his wrist, a murderous aura soared into the sky.

Xiao Yao frowned.

"Where are you entering the Tao with a sword, you are clearly entering the demon with a sword!" Xiao Yao couldn't help but say.

This murderous aura that soared into the sky was emanating from the sword in He Hao's hand.

It was hard for him to imagine how many people this killer had killed with the sword in his hand.

This murderous aura also had an impact on Xiao Yao.

After waiting for a while, the murderous aura seemed to be slowly fading, but the momentum on He Hao's body was slowly rising.

He realized that He Hao was absorbing the murderous aura on that sword.

"It's kind of interesting. Xiao Yao laughed and said, this is the first time he has seen someone who can absorb murderous energy, and he is also counted as one, didn't the murderous aura on the jade seal before also rush into his body?

He Hao's eyes suddenly turned red. If he sheds tears at this time, the tears must be red.

Scarlet.

He Hao's hand stroked from top to bottom on his blade, as if caressing the woman he loved most in his life.

"In my life, I don't ask questions, I only want to kill. He Hao said.

Xiao Yao didn't speak, just stared at He Hao.

This is a difficult opponent, he said to himself in his heart.

At this time, He Hao moved again.

Xiao Yao thought to himself, perhaps, this is the real beginning.

When He Hao absorbed the murderous aura in the blade, this kid's strength did improve a lot, originally he was already unable to cope with Xiao Yao's offensive, but from now on, he actually began to seize the initiative.

This also reminded Xiao Yao that in this world, those who have hole cards are definitely not alone, if they want to do it with others in the future, don't be careless, they must be overwhelmed by the opponent who can kill the other party with thunder.

This is a killer from the earth, a fierce collision with the killer of the Lingwu world.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Yao was already sweating, but there was no tiredness on He Hao's face.

It seems that He Hao doesn't feel tired at all now.

"Death!" He Hao shouted angrily again, his steps were connected, and he arrived in front of Xiao Yao in the blink of an eye, accompanied by a gloomy cold wind, Xiao Yao's body subconsciously retreated a distance, but there was still a bloody mouth in his chest.

He lowered his head and took a deep breath.

"Your speed is a lot faster!" Xiao Yao muttered.

He Hao did not speak, but launched an offensive towards Xiao Yao again.

"Didn't you just say a word before, didn't you say a word?" Xiao Yao shook his head and sighed, young people now, they just can't stand the stimulation - this mentality is not good at all!

He Hao still didn't talk nonsense with Xiao Yao, and continued to speed up himself.

Xiao Yao was unhappy.

Fight and fight, don't say a word, and don't seem kind?

If He Hao knew what Xiao Yao was thinking, he would definitely curse.

Are you still thinking about being kind or not? Do you still want to say: Xiao Xiaoxiao, I'm going to kill you! You have to be careful! Damn, you're sick!

Xiao Yao raised his wrist and blocked He Hao's sword, and at the same time his body quickly retreated, widening the distance between him and He Hao, the other party wanted to take advantage of your illness to kill you, Xiao Yao naturally couldn't give the other party such a chance.

Now Xiao Yao feels a lot of pressure.

This He Hao was like a stimulant, constantly drawing out his sword, bent on putting himself to death.

"A person who has been invaded by murderous aura in his brain is quite pitiful. Xiao Yao sighed.

A sword qi, sword intent.

Once again, he relied on the sword intent that Xu Crazy Ge had left for him.

The last time I was in the fight with the old eunuch in the Imperial City at the northern foothills.

If it weren't for the critical time, in fact, Xiao Yao might not have done this, mainly because of the strength He Hao showed, he had already begun to crush Xiao Yao, if he didn't do this, he would have to use the ghost door control technique or the Terracotta Army, both of which are very undesirable, if the ghost door control technique is used, God knows if there will be other killers next, the terracotta warriors and horses, the movement is too big, and it is not worth it.

When Xiao Yao used his sword intent, He Hao's eyes suddenly became much clearer.

He looked at Xiao Yao blankly, the corners of his mouth squirming slightly.

"Is this—sword intent?"

Although Xiao Yao doesn't have a good impression of He Hao, I have to say that this kid is still quite knowledgeable.

He Hao's eyes became hot again, and he laughed loudly.

"What a strong sword intent! Is this a sword intent? Come on! Let me see how powerful the real sword intent really is!"

Although Xiao Yao is not a real swordsman, nor does he enter the Tao with a sword, he can understand He Hao's inner fanaticism very well at this time.

For a swordsman, there is probably nothing more important than practicing sword intent, right?

He Hao's inner thoughts are also very simple, he has experienced the sword intent once, perhaps, he can also condense the sword intent next time?

However, all of this must be based on whether He Hao can block Xiao Yao's sword, otherwise everything is empty talk!

He Hao faced Xiao Yao's sword with sword intent, not only did not choose to retreat, but also bucked the trend.

This made Xiao Yao a little surprised.

With He Hao's understanding of the sword, it was impossible for him not to know what his sword meant.

Is this to use life to appreciate this sword?

"Xu Yangge, you say, can this kid really become the second you?" Xiao Yao thought to himself when he swung this sword.

A gust of wind, accompanied by sword qi, swept towards He Hao.

He Hao raised the sword in his hand and roared forward, roaring, and sprinting.

The sword in his hand, at this moment, turned into pieces.

The clothes on his body were completely torn apart by the sword intent, revealing strong muscles, and on the outlines of the muscles, bright red blood oozed out.

"Break it for me!" With a roar, Xiao Yao broke through all the shackles with a sword and crossed directly through He Hao's body.

Xiao Yao stood with his sword in his hand, looked at He Hao who was standing in front of him, and let out a long sigh.

"Have you seen it?" Xiao Yao asked.

He Hao lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his chest, at this time, this hole was still swaying blood, and this picture looked a little bloody.

Finally, He Hao fell, and the moment he fell, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Then you should have understood. Xiao Yao said to himself.

Bearing the sword, turning around, Xiao Yao walked forward.

Soon, He Hao turned into a cold corpse.

Perhaps at the last moment of his life, he appreciated what true sword intent was.

But, is it really worth it?

Xiao Yao didn't know.

This is the life of a swordsman.

It is also the life of the sword in his hand......

(Chapter 8!)