"I'm afraid the situation is about to be reversed now, then Wu Hao can force a generation of madmen into such a situation, although he is defeated, he is still glorious."

"Yes, I really can't believe that Wu Hao has been able to fight Fan Madman for so long without seeing defeat, I'm afraid that after some time, even Fan Shaomad won't be able to suppress him."

"In less than a year, the position of the true disciple of the Yuanqi Sect will definitely have a place for Wu Hao, and the Changchun Hall will give birth to a second Dragon Desert."

Between the conversations of those people on the field, Wu Hao's face was also gradually solemn.

He also felt the powerful spiritual power surging in Fan Shaofang's body, this kind of earth spiritual power, not only good at defense, but also attack should not be underestimated, thinking about this next move, it must be a shock.

Wu Hao exhaled a breath of white air, spread out his palms, and the four attribute spiritual powers of fire, earth, gold, and ice that had been suppressed in his body were operating without reservation, and finally all turned into metal, and he wanted to use gold to deal with the latter's soil.

Gold and earth, both are the attributes of the integration of offense and defense, in terms of offense and defense, it can be said that they are comparable, it is to Wu Hao to protect his body with gold spiritual power, coupled with the spiritual power that is far higher than the latter, in the third form of the Baquan is indestructible, to break its last trick.

Of course, the premise is that he must cover the golden glory with the green spiritual power, otherwise, once someone sees the flaw, the trouble will be big, and in this, the risk he has to take is not small.

The spiritual consciousness in the sea of spirits that far exceeded ordinary people swept out, and I saw that above Wu Hao's fist, a dazzling golden light flashed, and all of them were covered by the emerald spiritual power, but fortunately, the battlefield was extremely chaotic, so no one had discovered this strange scene.

I saw that the mad spear in Fan Shaomad's hand erupted with a strong light at this moment, and above the body of the gun, there was an extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuation, as if it had gathered all the spiritual power in Fan Shaomad's body.

The light gun trembled, emitting a circle of spiritual power fluctuations, which made the spiritual power of heaven and earth around Fan Shaofang's body a little commotion......

"Take me a move, a stunning shot!"

In the next moment, his eyes suddenly froze, and in the shouting, it sounded like thunder in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The dark orange light spear seemed to be condensed with spiritual power, Fan Shaofang held the mad spear in his hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and even his arm was extremely tight, as if the gun in his hand weighed 10,000 catties.

And at this moment, under its heavy drinking, the spear was suddenly sent out by it, tearing through layers of air, with a continuous sonic boom, and blasted away at Wu Hao.

The eyelids were slightly condensed, the bright green light above the fist suddenly shone in all directions, Wu Hao's footsteps slammed on the ground, directly shattering the bluestone slab under his feet, his body was like a meteor, and he swept straight out, and he was actually facing Fan Shao's spear.

"Is this guy looking for death?"

"Could it be that Wu Hao's head was squeezed by the door?"

Seeing that Wu Hao not only did not avoid it, but took the initiative to greet him with his bare hands, the entire tower courtyard was in a shocked uproar, and many people thought that this guy was dizzy.

To regret the edge of the spear with flesh and blood, in the eyes of everyone, he is undoubtedly extremely stupid and self-defeating.

"Haha, I thought there was a great guy in Changchun Palace, but I didn't expect it to be a fool who didn't know whether to live or die." Hearing Yang Lie's disdainful ridicule, Mu Chunhua's eyes narrowed, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

He was also extremely puzzled, he didn't understand why Wu Hao, who had always been quite calm, behaved like this, could it be that he felt that he could resist Fan Shaofang's domineering amazing shot with his pair of meat fists?

However, this ...... Is it possible?

"Boom!"

Just when everyone was scoffing at Wu Hao's reckless behavior, Wu Hao's fist collided abruptly with the mad spear in front of everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, the turquoise and dark orange filled the audience, and the terrifying spiritual power storm swept out madly with a overwhelming momentum, and within ten zhang of the surrounding area, all the disciples were spurted blood by the mouth of the shock, and flew out upside down.

Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded, unable to believe that such a terrifying destructive power could come from a battle between two Spirit Realm disciples.

The two extremely powerful forces collided with each other, and the last figure flew out upside down, falling heavily on the martial arts field, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his eyes instantly withered.

Everyone was shocked in unison, and hurriedly turned their heads to look, only to see a crazy spear, still in their hands, standing majestically.

It's Fan Shaomad!

The sound of gasping continued to sound, and the audience became extremely silent for a moment, as if a needle had dropped.

Looking into the field again, the spiritual storm slowly dissipated, and a figure appeared.

The figure is still upright, the face is still calm, standing proudly here, like an undefeated god of war.

It was he, who broke the common sense, it was he, who created miracles, and it was he, who seized the glory.

Everyone stared at this scene blankly, speechless and speechless for a long time.

In his eyes, there seemed to be only the upright body that stood still, and I don't know how long it took, with a cheer and cheer, countless people were awakened, and then, a deafening, resounding cry spread far away in this space.

At this moment, even the disciples of the various halls in the dueling arena stopped fighting at this time, and looked at the figure not far away in a daze, their faces were cloudy, and their anger and shock were difficult to hide.

The mountain wind blew, the white clouds fluttered like the softest and most beautiful silk, and Wu Hao was wearing a turquoise robe fluttering in the wind.

That set of clothes that looked extremely ordinary on weekdays, on his body, instead brought a special ordinary sharpness, just like the peerless sword hidden in the ordinary scabbard, exuding a fierce sword aura that people dare not look at......

As the wind gradually rose, his long flowing hair also flew along with his clothes, which was so dazzling, so dazzling, and at the same time took away a woman's heart.

At the edge of this tower courtyard, several figures have been standing here, quietly watching everything, and at this time, their faces are showing different looks, surprised, stunned, and amazed.

It was Mu Yunfeng, Luo Shuiyao, Chu Cheng, and Xiao Qing'er, and a young man with indifferent eyes and an unusually old-fashioned complexion.

His face never seemed to change, it had always been so expressionless, and even Wu Hao's unexpected performance had never made his face even abnormal.

"Hehe, I didn't expect this guy's strength to be so strong, it seems that this time the Five Palaces will be martial, and there will be one more strong opponent." Looking at the figure that attracted everyone's attention, Chu Cheng shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said with a wry smile.

"When did the fist of the wood attribute cultivator become so hard, it was even more domineering than my golden spiritual power, why should we mess up?!" On the side, Mu Yunfeng had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

When Luo Shuiyao heard this, she covered her mouth and smiled: "This small body, I can't see that it is so strong. ”

After finishing speaking, he also showed a look that seemed to be stripped off and studied to the end, and Mu Yunfeng, who looked straight at it, became jealous.

That figure is so upright, so majestic, Xiao Qing'er's beautiful eyes look at it, and strange colors are circulating.

Somehow, in her eyes, that figure was like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, showing its edge, dazzling, he was a very wonderful man.

Those beautiful eyes as gentle as water stared at him, and for a while, he was stupid.

Her heart at that moment, at this moment, is not confused, not panicked, not lonely. 'It' seems... Already owned.

But she didn't know that in this joyful triumphant song and soft sunshine, there was also a girl's eyes, and from beginning to end, she did not leave Wu Hao for a moment.

Does her heart have a home like hers?

The audience was silent, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter: "From now on, who dares to say that my Changchun Hall is the king of the bottom." ”

The long roar, like rolling thunder, carried the monstrous high battle intent transmitted out, everyone can hear it clearly, this will be a miracle, the humiliation of the Changchun Hall into history, the sad history that will not be staged.

The glorious moment of Changchun Hall finally came with the unremitting efforts of the young man, and it will finally go to the unprecedented peak under his leadership.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't say a word, as if they had been taken by Wu Hao's words and Wu Hao's momentum, and they were speechless.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came out: "Arrogant and arrogant guy, I want to see how many catties you have." ”

Everyone woke up in shock, looked up, and saw the fiery red long sword cutting through the air, the sword momentum was as fast as thunder, carrying rolling killing, and terrifying incomparable sword qi, facing Wu Hao in the chest, castrating Yin was ruthless and vicious, and he actually wanted to take Wu Hao's life.

Wu Hao's body tensed slightly, and his eyes became extremely cold at this moment, as if without the slightest emotion, he stared coldly at the powerful sword and the owner of the hands held by the hilt.

That person was dressed in a fiery red robe at the moment, and his eyes were all red.

Red sword!

Red Shirts!

Even the eyes are red!

Does this person have a red heart? No, he shouldn't have a red heart! He doesn't deserve the heart of a child! His heart is black! Because he is Wu Chen!

He finally couldn't help but make a move, and finally, with a deep rage, jealousy, and hatred, he unleashed his unrivaled blow, the long sword tore through the sky, and the crimson spiritual power exuded a terrifying heat that made people palpitate, and even the air around him was snorted, and white smoke billowed and rose up.

What a powerful and domineering blow! His strength was already so strong that it seemed that he had reached the level of the late stage of the Spirit Consciousness Realm.

Wu Hao's face remained unchanged, the spiritual power in his body surging endlessly, swept out, and his hands formed an extremely strange and obscure seal on his chest with lightning speed, and then pointed out, straight towards the sharp sword that was speeding forward.

Wu Hao, do you want to come to the white blade empty-handed, but Wu Chen's move is so strong, looking at its huge momentum, it has far surpassed the previous Fan Shaomad's amazing shot.

Yes...... He...... Do you really dare to take it like this?