Chapter 387 is arrogance

"It's your turn next." Zhao Haoran's face was as frosty, "I said, those who intervene, kill!"

Yang Potian was stunned and turned to laugh, "Arrogant, kill a Han Fei, just think you are invincible in the world. Today I will teach you a lesson."

In Yang Potian's view, his and Zhao Haoran's strength should be between Bo Zhong, and it is almost impossible to kill him, but with some secrets he has mastered, it should not be difficult to gain the upper hand.

"Spell!"

Zhao Haoran was unwilling to talk nonsense with him. As soon as the spell came out, some souls looked ugly and did not dare to stay any longer. Such magical power, too sinister, gathered the aura from the world to the cold, and forcibly attracted those ghosts of resentment and hatred, unable to die with the wind and flew everywhere.

The spell brings together the dark side of the world, and this magic power has transcended the scope of power.

"Good luck."

Yang broke the sky and waved a long knife more than three feet long, and the hall was teetering, which made Ye Wen feel a pain. Although the soul does not care about things outside the residence, the main hall of a sect symbolizes the spirit of the sect. If it really collapses, his face is naturally not good.

A knife about a hundred feet long split down, which was sharp!

A miserable cry came from the path, and those free-floating resentful ghosts no longer have any ability to do evil.

Can't fight hard, Zhao Haoran shouted in a low voice, "Wake!"

The hundred-foot knife light disappeared in an instant. This time, Yu smiled clearly, which was the strange magic weapon that took away the sword light of the sun and the sky.

The sun broke the sky and was stunned, but he saw Zhao Haoran's breath turning, and the sharp knife spirit leaped in, which was exactly the knife light he had issued before.

"The evil door is crooked, and you dare to take it out and show shame."

Yang Potian was not in a hurry and pinched the magic formula. A silver-haired Buddha sat behind him, holding a long knife in his hand, which was seven or eight points similar to the long knife in Yang Potian's hand.

Zhao Haoran has long been surprised by the countless visual imagery of Buddha statues of Brahma.

However, as soon as the Buddha raised his hand, thousands of knives flew around, drawing countless wounds in Hua Yanzong's hall.

Zhao Haoran was surprised when he suddenly opened the double-eyed Buddha statue. What he had was not the eyes of a normal person, but two sharp wide-edged knives.

With a buzz in his mind, Zhao Haoran subconsciously lowered his head.

The long knife in the Buddha's hand waved, emitting a more magnificent knife light.

When the divine consciousness attacked, Zhao Haoran thumped. When his cultivation reached the soul for three days, the divine consciousness was extremely solid, and it was extremely difficult to find any flaws.

If the attack is not successful, it is easy to suffer from counterattack. Zhao Haoran has rarely used it. Unexpectedly, he met a character who is good at divine attack on Mercury. If there is the first one, there must be a second and a third.

Since Yang Potian can imagine this Buddha, there must be other people who can do it, or there are other Buddhas who can use divine attacks.

In the soul martial arts continent, Zhao Haoran can be confident that absolutely no one can surpass his divine cultivation, but in Mercury, where the strong are gathered, his divine cultivation can only be regarded as good, and he must be alert to the divine attack.

In this short moment, Zhao Haoran's thoughts leaped for a long time.

Two knives collided, and the fireworks splashed from the virtual shadow ignited the hall of Hua Yanzong.

However, this is only the beginning, and the magic power confrontation that originally belonged to the same sect seemed more fierce.

The gorgeous knife light broke inch by inch and turned into knife gas.

Every impact will make the golden hall tremble. Finally, the hall that recorded the rise and fall of Huayanzong collapsed.

The collapse was extremely thorough, and dozens of rays of light flew out at the same time. In addition to Zhao Haoran and Yang Po Tian, there were also many soul people watching the excitement.

"Go back quickly."

Ye Wen's shouting spread far away and echoed continuously.

The disciples of Hua Yanzong could hear that it was the order of the leader, and they realized that the disciples like the hall could only retreat.

In the first confrontation, no one had the upper hand!

The two did not take action in a hurry, floating in mid-air and looking at each other.

The so-called layman watches the bustle, and the layman watches the door.

Before, the two started with great momentum, as if they were fighting for life and death, but in fact, they did not use all their strength, just a tentative attack.

Zhaoran's right arm and demon are of great importance and dare not use them easily. The Buddha holding the knife behind Yang Potian is just to cooperate with the long knife in his hand. In fact, it is not strong. It is just an ordinary disciple of the soul saint left after sitting down.

"If you are willing to surrender to me, you will not die."

The sun breaks the sky is still the sky and the earth, and I am the only expression, because the door owner of Van Solomon once said that the entry of the sun breaks the sky will definitely surpass himself. This evaluation that only a few people know makes the identity of the sun breaking the sky a little extraordinary.

The environment of living since childhood has created his arrogance, but this arrogance is not false. The thousand-year-old soul is really amazing.

Zhao Haoran said softly, "Is that right?"

Then he lowered his voice, "But I want you to die!"

"Arrogant!" This is Yang Potian's evaluation of Zhao Haoran. He can't figure out why a Sanxiu dares to challenge him. However, Yang Potian is even more determined to convince Zhao Haoran, or kill him.

Are you arrogant? Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. Since you said it was arrogant, I will show you arrogantly!

"Spect!"

"Fire!"

More than a dozen fire dragons hissed at the same time, so that the beasts within thousands of miles crawled on the ground and did not dare to move. The huge body covered the sky and the sun, and it was dark, and only the flames could only be seen burning.

"Is that all?" Yang Potian snorted disdainfully.

Zhao Haoran ignored him, "Yan!"

Three turned into one, and the fire dragon's body shrank sharply, but its momentum was even more amazing.

"Yan!"

When the little fire dragon appeared in the world, everyone only felt a momentary blank in their minds. It was no longer an ordinary magic power, but a real life.

"It's the master." On a wide ocean island in Mercury, a strong man suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

But it was the golden-winged Dapeng. After separating from Zhao Haoran, he did not receive the pursuit of Huang Fuxiong and Wang Deacon, and he knew the result.

Others may not know Zhao Haoran, but the golden-winged Dapeng is extremely familiar. You never know where his bottom line is. There is no difficulty in the world to stop him.

Such a comment may be higher, but in the eyes of Golden-winged Dapeng, and the pride in his bones makes him admire him very much.

Even if he follows him all his life, the golden-winged roc will never regret it.

"Turtle."

"Here, here we go, boss, what can I do for you?" In front of the golden-winged Dapeng is a fat man with extremely big body and a flattering smile, which makes people look disgusting, but he is not conscious at all.

Golden-winged Dapeng doesn't like to talk, "I have something to go out. Take it easy."

"Yes, yes, the boss's order, whoever dares not obey, I'm the first one who doesn't want to."

The golden-winged roc looked at him, and the fat man took a few steps back in awe.

The golden-winged Dapeng did not talk any more nonsense, turned into an ontology, opened its wings, and the nearby sea was stirred upside down, but those demons just complained in their hearts, and no one dared to say no.

The fat man wiped his sweat and retreated. Originally, he was the overlord of this area. The turtle's body made him extremely good at defense. Coupled with his cultivation in the latter three days, he had to block the way and rob money when he met a soul with weak cultivation.

I don't know what's wrong that day. If you want to challenge the soul of Huayuan, the turtle relies on the turtle shell. It is reasonable that the soul of Huayuan should have nothing to do with him.

I happened to meet the golden-winged roc, and the turtle did not hesitate to provoke. The golden-winged roc, who had just been chased and killed, was in a bad mood, and some people blocked the way to rob the money. How can it be polite?

The turtle hit three times or twice can't tell the direction, and the unfavorable turtle shell has no effect in front of the golden-winged roc.

When I saw the golden-winged roc itself, the turtle was even more scared and begged for mercy. The golden-winged roc that first arrived at Mercury had no place to settle down, so it temporarily rested.

Over time, the turtles have become more and more aware that this boss is not bad. The sea area is extremely vast. There are only two or three strong forces nearby. The turtle's defense is not bad, but the attack power is poor, so it is inevitable to be bullied. Since the golden-winged roc came, the lightning speed has made the rest of the forces fall obediently. Clothes.

Usually, the golden-winged Dapeng will not manage the messy things, and all of them will be handed over to the turtle, allowing him to enjoy the pleasure of more than 10,000 people under one person.

The golden-winged Dapeng has left, but others don't know that the turtle is secretly happy. He can continue to fake the tiger's power, if he never comes back.

Golden-winged Dapeng didn't know the messy thoughts of this subordinate. He smelled the breath of fire and magic power at the first time. Except Zhao Haoran, there must be no one else.

During this period, the golden-winged Dapeng also learned a lot about Mercury's soul composition.

Every wave of wings will span thousands of miles, millions of miles, but a hundred times of wings.

Looking at the little fire dragon hovering in the air, Yang Potian's face became solemn.

Zhao Haoran did not use the magic power in the past. It is not that this magic power is not powerful, but it takes some time. It is not a long time, but it is still slower than the killing spell.

Moreover, the limitation of Huoyanyan's magic power is large, and there is no split. Zhao Haoran's strength is not enough to support the existence of the small fire dragon.

Every minute and second it lasts is Zhao Haoran's cultivation.

"There is no Buddha in the south!"

Yang Potian finally showed his magical power, exactly the same as Zhao Haoran's smile when he saw Yu before.

Holding a jade bottle in one hand and willow branches in the other, it turned out that this was the Buddha of Guanshi. Zhao Haoran remembered that he was among the 18 relics.

In the jade bottle is a world, and the willow branches are endless vitality, looking at the world's unevenness and sweeping the world.