The collision of the clouds with each other erupted into an earth-shattering thunderous roar, and under the clouds, Meng Hao and Zhou Jie, both of them took a step at the same time, and the moment they looked at each other at the same time, they each burst out with the power of spiritual consciousness.

The attack of spiritual consciousness is nowhere to be seen, but in terms of killing machine, it is more murderous than the magic weapon!

At this moment, Meng Hao and Zhou Jie, the two of them were stunned at the same time, as if they were hit by countless mountain peaks, blood overflowed from the corners of Zhou Jie's mouth, and when he raised his head suddenly, his face was slightly hideous.

Meng Hao also shook his body, his mouth was slightly astringent, but the blood was not enough to spill the corners of his mouth, he snorted coldly, and took another step forward.

Zhou Jie's face was slightly pale, knowing that he had no advantage in spiritual sense, he did not hesitate to take a few steps back, and his left hand pinched the three-foot incense stick held in his right hand a little in the air, and immediately the tobacco of this incense stick twisted, and when it tilted in an instant, it turned into the shape of a scimitar, and went straight to Meng Hao.

When he rushed out, the cigarette that turned into a scimitar spread out the outline of a figure, and when he looked at it, it was like a person holding a scimitar, rushing towards Meng Hao in a flying manner.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his left hand pinched the trick forward, and immediately the two wooden swords beside him that seemed to have been longed for a long time roared out in a strong hum, like two Changhongs that wanted to open the sky, and instantly went straight to the scimitar person.

In an instant, they approached each other, no dodging, no entangled around, as if they were the enemies of life and death, and at the moment of approaching, they collided directly with each other, as if this collision had to have one side shattered, and this collision had to separate a life and death.

The roar echoed. Meng Hao's hands kept raising and waving. There was an invisible thread that connected him to two wooden swords. With Meng Hao's dance, the two wooden swords were several feet long, and the sound of whistling spread all around, and even more ripples reverberate, making the raindrops around them tremble, and they didn't dare to approach.

The roaring sound came and went, and Zhou Jie's eyes showed a strange light, and his left hand was raised. In front of him, he pressed on the incense stick in his right hand from time to time, making more tobacco, that is, in the blink of an eye, in front of him, the weapons turned into tobacco were as many as dozens, and the same number of people appeared, heading straight for Meng Hao from all directions.

Meng Hao's expression was as usual, seeing these tobacco figures approaching. He raised his hands and scattered violently, and immediately the two wooden swords suddenly let out a sword sound. Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth around them was absorbed by these two wooden swords in an instant, so that when the sword light reached ten zhang directly, the two wooden swords became two sword dragons, and they quickly surrounded Meng Hao, becoming a circle of sword shadows.

The roaring sound spread, and the incoming smoke phantoms all collapsed one by one, and they couldn't get close for a while.

"Since you like protection, Zhou will help you protect it. When Zhou Jie opened his mouth lightly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his left hand pinched the trick and pressed it violently on the incense stick, and under this press, the burning speed of the incense immediately increased dramatically, and a large amount of tobacco appeared, turning into layers of smoke rings in mid-air.

These smoke rings were bigger than the other, and when they appeared at this moment, they were dozens or hundreds, heading straight for Meng Hao, and they had already shrouded Meng Hao in the center, as if they wanted to trap it.

Seeing that Meng Hao's figure was about to be engulfed by these smoke rings, Meng Hao's expression still did not change in the slightest, but he opened his mouth and spit out, and immediately the thunder mist rumbled, this thunder fog in Meng Hao's place, had absorbed a trace of heavenly tribulation, and also absorbed the thunder in Fang Ding, although it was very few, but there were also some strange changes, at this moment, as soon as it spread, the sky suddenly thundered.

It actually triggered the dark clouds of this rainy night, so that the surrounding sky was also thunder and lightning thundering down in an instant, making Meng Hao's surroundings, wherever the thunder and fog spread, it was like turning into a thunder pool in the blink of an eye.

The thunder and mist spread, the lightning swam, and the heavens and the earth roared, and as soon as those smoke rings touched the thunder mist, they all shattered as if they were torn apart.

This scene made Zhou Jie's eyes shrink, but before he could use any more means, in the thunder fog, Meng Hao's figure had already stepped out.

Around him, the fog rolled, the thunder roared, the lightning swam, the two wooden swords led the endless lightning, and the shuttle revealed a hideous killing intent, Meng Hao's hair was windless and automatic, and the wind and rain were beside him, at this moment, he was full of terrifying monsters.

Faintly, there seems to be a hint of domineering, this domineering feeling is the first time it has appeared in Meng Hao!

"What Meng likes more is to make a shot. Meng Hao opened his mouth lightly, and his steps had already taken steps between his words, as if mixed with infinite momentum, turning into an ancient fierce beast, wanting to conquer the earth.

Zhou Jie's complexion changed, and he forcibly resisted the subconscious move of stepping back, Meng Hao at this moment felt that it was completely different from when he was defending before, full of fierceness, as if the sword was in the sheath before, but now, it ...... The sword is unsheathed!

Sharp!

One step, two steps, three steps...... Meng Hao took three steps, the thunder roared even more, the lightning was monstrous, Meng Hao's whole body cultivation exploded in an all-round way, and his spiritual sense was even more spreading, Zhou Jie was frightened and knew that Meng Hao's momentum could not be allowed to rise again, otherwise, this battle would be even more difficult.

Almost at the moment when Meng Hao's third step fell, Zhou Jie's eyes were decisive, his right hand was raised and he let go, and suddenly the incense branch that was now only more than two feet left flew up on its own.

And Zhou Jie had some bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his hands quickly pinched in front of him and pushed hard.

"Qingyan all the way to Xiguan!" As soon as the words came out, as Zhou Jie pushed his hands forward, immediately the more than two feet of burning incense immediately burned like time had accelerated, and it burned a lot in an instant, filling with a thick cloud of smoke, and went straight to Meng Hao.

"Burst!" Zhou Jie opened his mouth violently, and immediately the thick smoke suddenly collapsed and exploded, and all directions seemed to shake around, and the sound of the explosion directly overwhelmed the thunder, covered the lightning, and set off an impact like a blue wave, and as the collapse exploded, it exuded a destructive force.

Meng Hao's body shook, the thunder mist around him was directly dispersed by the force of the impact in this roar, the two wooden swords in front of him died in front of him to resist, Meng Hao's body retreated four or five steps in a row, and when he raised his head violently, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Great Sect Daozi, sure enough, each one is extraordinary...... Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when his eyes flashed, Zhou Jie's color was a little pale, but the cold glint in his eyes was revealed, and he actually pinched the trick and pushed forward again.

Immediately, the burning incense decreased again, making the incense less than two feet, and a large amount of smoke billowed straight towards Meng Hao.

"Explosion!" Zhou Jie's eyes were more red, and the moment he opened his mouth with a low roar, the smoke collapsed and exploded again in an instant, but at the moment when the smoke collapsed, Meng Hao had already raised his right hand and slapped forward five times in a row.

Qingluo five beats!

These five beats were fast, completed in the blink of an eye, and the moment the destructive impact of the smoke collapsed spread, the big handprint in front of Meng Hao's body appeared impressively, heading straight for the impact of the smoke explosion.

At this moment, the earth-shattering echo spread, and all the rain around him was shattered, Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his body did not retreat but took a step, and the five perfect Dao platforms in his body were running, and he actually raised his right hand again and forwarded five consecutive beats.

A big mudra, two big mudras, in a blink of an eye, in front of Meng Hao, a full ten big mudras appeared, from a distance, this scene is extremely amazing, the ten big mudras emitted a golden light, whistling away, straight to Zhou Jie.

Zhou Jie's bloodshot eyes had occupied all of them, and at this moment, his hands were constantly pinching, and the incense burning in front of him was rapidly reduced, that is, in the blink of an eye, it burned completely, lifting more smoke, and heading straight for Meng Hao's big handprint, and at the moment of touching each other, it collapsed and exploded.

The wind was howling, the surrounding vibrations were strong, the ripples spread rapidly, the earth and trees shook violently, the rain of heaven and earth was shattered, and the corners of Meng Hao's mouth overflowed with blood again, but his expression was even more fierce.

Zhou Jie's body, his body kicked and pedaled and retreated seven or eight steps in a row, he couldn't bear it anymore, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale in an instant, but his eyes showed the same essence.

The two did not speak, they looked at each other from a distance, and they both understood that this battle was ...... It's far from over.

Zhou Jie just used a magic weapon, and his own sect techniques have not been used yet, let alone some killer features, and Meng Hao is here as well.

After the two looked at each other for about three breaths, Zhou Jie looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Qingyun Great Mudra, so familiar technique, since Brother Meng knows this technique, then let's learn today, why is my Qingyun Great Mudra of Qingluo Sect called Qingyun!" Zhou Jie's right hand was raised in laughter, and his breathing seemed to be a little weird at this moment, and with his breathing, he actually appeared in the process of raising his right hand.

Each afterimage is a palm, a total of twenty-six afterimages, after all of them are transformed at this moment, Zhou Jie's eyes flashed suddenly, and his right hand was raised towards Meng Hao, pressing it in the air.

"This is Qingyun's big mudra!" As Zhou Jie's words echoed, he patted it, and immediately a huge handprint, emitting blue light, condensed in front of him, this handprint seemed to be composed of mist, that was Qingmist, that was Qingyun!

Qingyun handprint, roaring straight towards Meng Hao, where he passed, roared all around, whether it was subtle or imposing, directly surpassed the fragment of Meng Hao's society.

Meng Hao's eyes showed a cold light, and he didn't say a word, his character is like this, he rarely speaks when fighting with people, everything is in the middle of a shot, the more he doesn't speak, the more sharp and ruthless he is.

At this moment, his right hand was raised, his index finger slashed on his thumb, and the moment the blood flowed, the world in front of Meng Hao had become bloody. (To be continued......)