Shangguan Xiu, who was under the high platform, had a gloomy smile on his face. He didn't care about Meng Hao's life or death, he only cared about a certain magic weapon in Meng Hao's storage bag.

Even after he signed up for Meng Hao's promotion to the inner sect trial, he went to find Zhou and Yin to learn more about the so-called witchcraft that Meng Hao used to provoke the beasts in the Battle of Black Mountain.

In Shangguan Xiu's opinion, that is not a magic spell, but a treasure.

Meng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. Seeing the two colored fog souls roaring towards him, Meng Hao suddenly raised his left hand and swung it forward. Suddenly, an invisible wind blade appeared in an instant, heading straight towards the place at an extremely fast speed.

The two colored mist souls left.

At the same time, Meng Hao took out a few demon pills and quickly threw them into his mouth. Then he patted the storage bags and waved his sleeves. At this moment, sword rays flew rapidly from Meng Hao's multiple storage bags. In the blink of an eye, it was

Twenty of them were overwhelming in number and their momentum was astonishing. They all roared towards the two colored mist souls in front of them.

Many of these flying swords look broken and have messy colors.

This scene immediately shocked all the monks around, but before their comments could be heard, the wind blade immediately touched the two colored fog souls. As the roar reverberated, the two colored fog souls shook together, and right here

At that time, the overwhelming flying swords were approaching in an instant, and screams were immediately heard. Although the two colored fog souls were extraordinary, Meng Hao's flying swords were too many.

These flying swords passed by together, directly tearing the two colored mist souls into pieces, and even more penetrated, hitting the colorful flags. With a loud noise, the flags were immediately shattered, and twenty flying swords

Most of it was consumed, and the rest turned into sword light. With Han Zong stunned, Meng Hao slapped the storage bag, took out the demon pill and swallowed it, and then more than ten flying swords flew out from the storage bag and disappeared in an instant.

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Han Zong never expected that Meng Hao's flying swords would be so numerous. At this moment, he was shocked and immediately stepped back. He raised his right hand and waved. Suddenly, there was an extra layer of light curtains in front of him. A total of two layers of light curtains surrounded him, but Han Zong

Zong was still worried. At this moment, he felt like the hairs were standing on his head and his scalp was numb. There was a strong life and death crisis. When he raised his right hand, a jade pendant appeared in front of him, adding another layer of light curtain outside his body.

, inside the three-layer light curtain, Han Zong felt relieved.

At this moment, the rain of swords approached, countless sword lights hit the first layer of light curtain, and there was a continuous banging sound. The light curtain shattered directly, as if it was fragile and vulnerable. Immediately afterwards, the second layer of light curtain banged

It shattered into pieces, unable to stop the sword rain at all.

"How come there are so many flying swords!" Han Zong's eyes shrank, his expression was frightened, and he was about to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the third layer of light curtain suddenly collapsed, and the jade slips were immediately torn apart under the continuous collision of the swords, causing the sword rain to flash in an instant, and under Han Zong's shrill scream, they all pierced Han Zong's body, densely packed, with

Han Zong's incredible body flew up and landed on the high platform with a bang. After twitching for a few times, Han Zong died. His body looked like a hedgehog at this moment, making everyone around him take a breath.

Showing intense shock.

"This... this... why are there so many flying swords!"

"As expected of a grocery store owner, these flying swords are so good. In the first few days, I saw this man selling more than ten of them. In recent months, he has no longer mainly sold elixirs, but has become a collector.

Selling magic weapons.”

"I think this Meng Hao must have had a great adventure, otherwise his cultivation level would not have improved so quickly. I guess he got a lot of treasures during the great adventure." The discussion roared instantly, and everyone was talking about it. Shangguan Xiu frowned.

He frowned, with a gloomy look on his face.

Meng Hao stood on the high platform, his face a little pale, and there was still some spiritual energy in his body. The previous attacks, especially the last twenty flying swords that were launched together, even though he was a monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, he still felt the spiritual energy in his body.

It consumes a lot of energy, but fortunately he keeps swallowing demon pills to replenish it during the attack, making his attack even sharper. This is the fighting method that Meng Hao has concluded is suitable for him. He has practiced it frequently and has become proficient in it.

Meng Hao waved his right hand, and all the flying swords on Han Zong immediately flew up. They immediately returned to Meng Hao with blood, and circled around his body. This time, Meng Hao put them back into the storage bag.

After retreating from the high platform, Meng Hao immediately sat cross-legged next to the little fat man and swallowed pills. The demon pills melted rapidly in his mouth. At this moment, he didn't care about swallowing pills in front of everyone. After all, he had enough reasons to obtain many demon pills in the Black Mountain battle.

Dan.

Moreover, Meng Hao was extremely persistent in the next battle. The humiliation that day came from Wang Tengfei's four fingers. Today, Meng Hao wants to get back all his capital and profits.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time!

Elder Ouyang looked at Meng Hao, the admiration in his eyes was particularly obvious. He had always admired Meng Hao from the time he first entered the outer sect. He even admired everything that happened after that. The more he looked at it, the more he admired it. At this moment, he was watching Meng Hao grow up.

When he got up, he looked cheerful.

He didn't care if Meng Hao had any adventures. As a monk, opportunities were due to fate, especially when the person who got the adventure was someone he admired. Elder Ouyang's smile was more kind, but he was more regretful and worried.

"In the inner sect trial, it doesn't matter whether those who fight live or die. Wang Tengfei's qualifications are rare in a century. He has good cultivation at a young age. He will definitely succeed in building the foundation in the future. Even when the sect is at its peak, it is very rare. Meng Hao is not his opponent.

..." Ouyang Dachang sighed softly.

At this moment, Shangguan Xiu, who was in the crowd, looked extremely gloomy, and his eyes even shrank.

He never expected that Meng Hao could actually defeat Han Zong here, especially since he gave Han Zong many treasures, and even lent him a colorful flag, which could unfold the fog soul. He originally thought that this technique

Killing Meng Hao was easy.

But they were directly destroyed by dozens of flying swords in Meng Hao's wave. Even he was frightened when he thought of Meng Hao's dozens of flying swords. Although those flying swords were low-level and could be broken easily, even if

If there were dozens of pieces of scrap metal, it would be shocking.

At the same time, on the east peak of the patron sect, there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, wearing a green shirt, like a scribe, standing there, his eyes showing a strange light, looking at

Looking down at the outer sect's square, his eyes focused on Meng Hao.

"This boy... I ignored him before. He has average qualifications, but he is obviously a person with great opportunities." This middle-aged man is none other than He Luohua, the current powerful alchemy master of the Patron Sect, the leader.

"If there was no Wang Tengfei this time, this son would definitely be an inner sect, but with Wang Tengfei here, this son... would be difficult." He Luohua looked at Meng Hao with soft eyes. As an alchemy monk and the head of the patron sect, He Luohua looked at Meng Hao with soft eyes.

He doesn't care about the miraculous fate and fate of his Qi Ning disciples, he naturally possesses this kind of Qi.

The more lucky his disciple is, the more gratified he is, but for Meng Hao, because Wang Tengfei is here, even He Luohua is not optimistic that Meng Hao will have a chance to win.

"It's a pity that only three copies of Zhanyu were produced this time... Wang Tengfei's quota has been decided long ago, otherwise..." He Luohua shook his head, wondering for a while whether he should intervene if Meng Hao was about to die, and sighed softly after a while.

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Time passed slowly. Elder Ouyang admired Meng Hao and saw that the spiritual energy in Meng Hao's body was slowly recovering, so he simply continued the fight without speaking. With this obvious favoritism, no one around him dared to say anything.

As for Wang Tengfei, there was no one else in his eyes. Although he was a little surprised by Meng Hao's rapid improvement, he didn't think too much when he thought about the obstruction of the Great Elder Ouyang that day, and he didn't think about Meng Hao and the person who took away his treasure at all.

After all, he had determined that the dim light spot was the culprit that stole everything from him.

Thinking of this, Wang Tengfei felt pain in his heart again, almost crying. The inheritance had no connection with him at this moment, and he could no longer feel it at all. If he had become an outsider, even if the person who had received the inheritance now stood in front of him

He couldn't notice it in front of him.

"The inheritance no longer belongs to me, that treasure..." Wang Tengfei clenched his fist secretly. He had only seen the sword from a distance a few times. Other than that, he only saw a simple description from an ancient book, and even

I don't even know its function, but the ancient books clearly say that this sword is unique in the world, and its spiritual power is indestructible.

He originally planned to study it carefully after getting it, but now... it has become yesterday's wishful thinking.

Wang Tengfei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When outsiders looked at him, he was still sitting there with his legs crossed, gentle and calm, as if he didn't care about anything outside him.

"I am Wang Tengfei. Although the treasure inheritance has been taken away, the inner sect of the Backing Sect still belongs to me. That is the second thing I planned. Even if there is no treasure inheritance, I will still come here to let me

I hate the backing sect, everything is just for my second destiny!"

"One failure is nothing, I am Wang Tengfei!" Wang Tengfei said silently in his heart. Gradually, not only was he calm on the outside, but he also calmed down on the inside, as if he was getting over the blow of failure.

He is proud because he is Wang Tengfei, he is the perfect incarnation of Tianjiao, and he is the darling of heaven and earth.

He was indifferent, because this inner sect trial was opened for him, and this trial was just a formality, just to comply with the sect's rules. From the moment he entered the patron sect, he was different.

He looks like an outer sect, but in fact he has been a disciple of the inner sect for a long time.

He was calm because he didn't even pay attention to the backing sect. In his opinion, as long as one person from the family randomly came out, he could directly destroy the chickens and dogs without leaving a trace. If he didn't insist on choosing, with his identity

, he will not come to this remote Zhao country, he should be in a powerful family in the southern region, dominating the situation.

So he was proud, indifferent, and calm, letting time pass by and allowing the person whose name he seemed to have forgotten at the moment to recover his cultivation.

After a stick of incense passed, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened. A gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and the fighting spirit burned within him. He killed the big man with the fifth level of Qi Condensation and killed Han Zong. On this day, it was Meng Hao.

It was the day when Hao killed the most people, but what he wanted more at this moment was to trample Wang Tengfei under his feet and return all the humiliation he had suffered.
Chapter completed!