After saying that, he led the way. When he arrived at the entrance of Jiange, Zhang Yuefeng took out two third-grade spirit stones from his arms and inserted them into the groove of the entrance. He heard a clear sound of sword sounds. The gate of Jiange slowly opened. Zhang and Liu walked into it, and Jiange closed with a loud bang.

The Jianjian Pavilion is the place where the Hongchen Sword Sect practices sword moves. Because the sword cultivation moves are extremely powerful, you either practice the sword techniques internally or enter the Jianjian Pavilion.

The reason why Zhang Hao wanted to enter the Jianlian Pavilion competition was because he was afraid that Liu Suifeng would destroy the Hongchen Hall of the Hongchen Sword Sect.

Jiange is a space of about three miles apart, with bluestone paved with dense sword marks on the ground, and various prohibitions are covered with them. The two of them are brewing a shocking attack three meters apart.

Liu Suifeng looked at Zhang Hao and joked: "I heard that you took the Tower of Tongtian!"

Zhang Hao sneered calmly: "After taking the Tongtian Tower, I will return to this shitty Tianhuang. You should know better than me who the Tongtian Tower is in. You don't need to test me!"

"Since the Tower of Heaven is not in your hands, you will die today!" Liu Suifeng finished speaking, and there was an extra whip in his hand. He shook casually, and the shadow of the whip swept across the sky.

Zhang Hao's Taoist robe flew and danced, looking at the shadow of the whip in the sky with a calm expression.

A white light flashed under his feet and flew towards Liu Suifeng.

The ground escape talisman.

Liu Suifeng suddenly found that the sword light was stimulating, and the silver light was so close that he quickly pinched the magic trick to use a talisman.

The dazzling sword light bombarded violently on the ground, sparks splashed everywhere, and the gravel of the bluestone ground flew around.

Zhang Hao failed to hit the attack, and decisively retreated several feet away, and drove the Lilong into a ball of white shadow, turning left and right.

Liu Suifeng's figure emerged from a corner of the Jianjian Pavilion. He used his spiritual sense but could not lock in Zhang Hao's figure. He was shocked and wondered when this Red Dust Sword Art was so powerful, but he didn't believe that Zhang Hao could defeat him.

The golden whip in his hand shook slightly and shouted: "The angry dragon comes out of the abyss!"

I saw long whips like dragons, wrapped in the aura of the angry sea of ​​turmoil, strangled over, and the stone slabs on the ground flew up one by one.

There was a rumbling sound.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Golden whip hit Zhang Hao's sword light, and the arrow shot out star lights. For a moment, the silver light burst and the spiritual energy was stimulating.

Taoist Piaomiao looked at the two shadows on the sword test platform, and a terrifying edge appeared in his turbid eyes.

Xiaozi has now forgotten that Zhang Hao is the groom today. He pulled Murong Xue's big red water sleeve and exclaimed, "Wow! Senior brother is so amazing!"

Liu Suifeng became more and more frightened as he fought.

The sword-wielding swordsmanship cannot fly in the Golden Pill stage, and his spiritual power is extremely limited. But why did this guy fight harder and harder? Not only was his body extremely flexible, but he was also extremely weird. He had a full blow to the ground every time. He could only follow behind his butt to eat dust after chasing him. This made him angry and angry, and he wanted to immediately pull Zhang Hao down from the air with a whip and humiliate him hard. Unfortunately, he had been planning for a long time and had his full blow, but he failed again and again, which made him more anxious as he fought.

Zhang Hao is just the opposite. Although this escape technique and sword sting technique have been practiced thousands of times, he never has the pleasure of actual combat. Now he has an opponent with equal strength. He naturally will not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The more he plays, the more he feels happy. He feels like he has returned to the game world of his previous life. He has never used sword sting technique because it is his trump card and must be kept to deal with the Piaomiao Taoist.

The golden whip shadows were everywhere, and Zhang Hao drove Lilong to dodge everywhere, waiting for an opportunity to find the best fatal blow.

The half of the sleeve on Liu Suifeng's big sleeved green shirt broke at some point, and the hairpin on his head fell off. At this moment, he had to wave the long whip in his hand and try his best to block Zhang Hao's killing. This guy, like a cunning fox, always clicked to the point and never fought with him head-on. Seeing that his spiritual power was almost exhausted, he took the opportunity to kill, which made him extremely depressed.

It felt that the spiritual energy in his body was about to dry up, so Liu Suifeng grabbed a few third-grade spirit stones and quickly absorbed spiritual power.

Zhang Haoli sneered on Lilong and said, "Why, I'm tired of fighting, I'm really useless!" As he said that, he shook his head and sighed. Liu Suifeng was angry, and the three corpse gods jumped. His chest seemed to be burning, as if it was about to explode at any time.

Liu Suifeng shook the long whip, and barbs appeared on the golden thin rope on the long whip. He stretched out his hand and pulled it casually. The small hooks were carefully connected together. The whip in his hand changed into a golden spear. He held the gun in both hands, raised his chest flat, and arched his back like a large bow that was pulled open.

Zhang Hao sneered and said, "I'm changing the weapon, I'll play with you now!" After that, he jumped off the Lilong, held the hilt of the sword in his backhand, and exuded a sense of sullenism all over his body. The Lilong in his hand was as strong as a mountain.

Liu Suifeng saw a phantom suddenly rushed over, but Zhang Hao used the dragon body technique to prepare to fight him in close combat.

Zhang Hao used his spiritual power, and various key points of the Zhenwu Sword Technique flashed through his mind like lightning, "The light sword wandered in the dragon, no shadow was seen, the heavy sword was like a mountain, slashing the sky and the earth."

The spiritual energy in his hand was injected into Lilong madly. The phantom of Lilong at the front of the sword tip was almost condensed into substance. A phantom of Lilong, about one meter long, was floating above Zhang Hao's head, and the fine sword light was moving back and forth like a swimming fish.

Punch the sky and stab the ground.

Liu Suifeng's aura also rose to the peak. With his loud shout, a shadow of a golden armored God of War with a golden helmet and cow horns condensed above his head. He thrust forward with a spear in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body was circulating wildly.

Two powerful forces met violently in the field.

With a loud tremor.

The forbidden area in the Sword Pavilion broke into pieces and the ground was in a mess.

The golden gun handle thrust violently on the ground, and the blue stones on the ground shattered like a fragile thin piece of porcelain, and a golden light of light strangled towards Zhang Hao from the ground.

Zhang Hao held the sword in both hands and danced violently. The originally light sword in his hand dragged a red and white sword light. The sword light floated around the sword body, and a huge force that was as strong as a mountain bombarded from the air.

Liu Suifeng felt like he was about to suffocate. He felt that the sky seemed to collapse down, and the earth seemed to break and collapse. He knew that this was Zhang Hao's fighting spirit and consciousness were making a monster.

But he couldn't help but retreat.

Golden light of light strangled from the ground, and Zhang Hao flashed rapidly from the light of light like a dragon.

A dazzling white light in the sword test platform made everyone watching squint their eyes involuntarily, and a loud bang. Many cracks in the platform that were forbidden to be impacted by the huge impact force were covered with cracks like spider webs.

Everyone watching the game felt a buzzing sound in their ears. At this time, the white light in the sword test platform had disappeared. Everyone looked in the sound and saw a large pit about seven feet appeared in the sword test pavilion.

Zhang Hao stood by the big pit, playing with a long golden braid in his hand.

Liu Suifeng put one hand on the sword test platform and his bones were broken. He was covered in blue shirt and was as ragged as a beggar. Fengshen's handsome face had no trace of blood on his face, only a pale lips, and a bright red blood stain appeared.

Zhang Hao slowly walked to him and said lightly: "You lost!"

Liu Suifeng smiled sadly and said, "So what if you lose! Humph!"

Zhang Hao really wanted to walk over and slapped this guy with a big mouth, but at this moment there were countless pairs of eyes outside. This kind of thing was okay in private. He would be the head of the Hongchen Sword Sect in the future. He had to pay attention to his image even if he didn't say it. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and walked forward and said, "I deliberately didn't kill you, so I would keep it and torture you slowly in the future!"

At this time, a big hand suddenly hit the forbidden on the sword test platform. A crisp sound was heard. The forbidden surrounding it was like fragile glass, and it was smashed by an iron hammer. A hunched figure flashed rapidly in front of Liu Suifeng.

Zhang Hao was shocked. This old guy destroyed the ban in the sword cabinet in every move. Is he demonstrating to me?

He was thinking about a gust of fragrant wind coming. Murong Xue, wearing a big red auspicious suit, had already flashed to Zhang Hao at some point, and raised a magic trick with his right hand to see that it was to prevent Taoist Piaomiao from suddenly rising and hurting people.

Taoist Piaomiao leaned over to investigate Liu Suifeng's injuries. Seeing that he had no worries about his life, he turned around and said lightly: "My nephew is such a good method! I will definitely ask for advice in person in the future!"

Zhang Hao looked around and found that the cultivators around him had not heard the words of Taoist Piaomiao. He felt angry that this old thing was threatening me.

Shang Chuan said, "Boy, you will fight this old guy sooner or later. Instead of intrigue, you should challenge him upright, so that he can't refuse, and you can take the opportunity to erect the power of the Red Dust Sword Sect!"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he calmed down the restless spiritual power in his body and looked around. Finally, his eyes fixed on the Piaomiao Taoist, and said with a loud voice with a high spirit of fighting spirit, "

"On the ninth day of the ninth month, Gui Wangyuan fights life and death! Taoist Piaomiao dares to fight!"

As soon as Zhang Hao finished speaking, the crowd was as if it was a sensation. The cultivators were talking for a while, not understanding why Zhang Hao suddenly challenged his witness, Taoist Piaomiao, but many cultivators who understood the joints were silent and silent and watched the changes.
Chapter completed!