Chapter 413 The Beginning of Chaos

"Amitabha, a swordsman in white, thinks that if you leave him, it will be good for you and me. There is still a lot of Phoenix blood on him. At that time, I will decide and give you a few more drops." Master Wuhua refused to give up. The ancient gods and demons not only meant prohibition, but also represented endless wealth.

This secret race is a huge mystery. Even the newborn will have extremely strong strength, which is no worse than the fire phoenix. However, Zhao Haoran is only the right arm of the ancient gods and demons, far less than the real ancient gods and demons.

The white knife did not return, and there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

If you don't believe it, you won't stand up. The white swordsman will never lose his trust. Since he promised Zhao Haoran, he will never fail his promise.

"Ye Zhangmen, you and I will work together to leave Zhao Haoran. Once we escape from this place, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to catch up again."

Ye Wen nodded his head to greet him, and the two Buddhas rose out at the same time.

Without any extra action, the four big hands grabbed Zhao Haoran, and the woman in white shouted, "I really don't know what's good or not."

The hand raised like tens of millions of flower butterflies flying in the bush, fragrant, and several delicate roses appeared in the hot magma.

A scarlet tongue appeared in the blink of an eye, wanting to roll away four giant golden palms.

Master Wuhua and Ye Wen are profound, but they are not weak people who have just stepped into the cultivation of soul refining and becoming beads. As soon as they turn around, they grabbed the woman in white.

She obviously didn't expect that the two would move. She was shocked and delayed for a moment, and the giant palm came to her.

"Ye Wen, look for death!"

The clothes on the white knifeman flew around impulsively. His face became cold and extremely terrible. His whole body seemed to have become a huge blade across the world and could not be stopped.

Sure enough, he was a swordsman. Zhao Haoran was secretly shocked. No wonder Ye Wen was so afraid.

The sharp blade pointed to the palm of the golden Buddha statue. It was clear that there was nothing in front of them, but everyone was sure that a long knife hit the two people. This is the white swordsman.

No knife is better than a knife. No one can guess where his next knife will appear.

Wang Deacon saw the opportunity, and the blue demon understood the spirit. At the same time, he exerted the power of rules and lost the protection of the swordsman in white. Zhao Haoran was at best just a slightly stronger Huayuan to become a soul, and there is still a long distance away from refining the soul into beads.

Silent, but it is a real rule, the law of the operation of heaven and earth, and no one can compete with it.

The strong man does not need any reason to kill you. There is no reason. Zhao Haoran did not panic. At this time, it is obvious that it is impossible for the white swordsman to rescue him. At such a moment, he should keep calm.

Zhao Haoran's vague rules had no room to fight back under the joint attack of the two. Jiang Fei's eyes lit up, twisted her waist and galloped in the direction of Zhao Haoran.

Not only can she see the form clearly, but there is more than one smart soul.

More than a dozen figures rushed up at the same time, and Ye Wen secretly scolded shamelessly. These people were unwilling to take action in the face of white swordsmen. At this moment, when they saw that Zhao Haoran was about to resist, they seemed to see endless wealth beckoning towards him, and no one could live in peace.

The swordsman in white is entangled with Ye Wen and Master Wuhua. He can't tolerate anyone's disrespect for his beloved wife and murder, which is even more unforgivable. No matter who he is, he will not let go. Even if he can't be killed smoothly today, he will definitely kill people tomorrow.

The love for his wife is bottomless.

Zhao Haoran has become a popular fan. Who wants to get a piece of the pie?

I dare not take action against the white-clothed swordsman, but I will not be polite to Zhao Haoran.

The unknown power of magic power and rules are flying around, and all the targets are aimed at Zhao Haoran. If it goes down, it will definitely blow him into powder.

Do you really think I'm easy to bully?

Zhao Haoran sneered and threw out a few magic weapons casually, "Explosion!"

The bursting sound of the heavenly magic weapon echoed in the phoenix nest, and many people began to feel pain. This boy is really a wasteful. That's a heavenly magic weapon. I didn't expect that it was used from the explosion in his hand. It's really a violent thing.

"Spect!"

Five Zhao Haoran!

is exactly the same, there is no difference, and the breath is exactly the same.

"Destroy!"

"Kill!"

"Spell!"

The same word came out of the five people's mouths. A killing spell gathered the dark side of heaven and earth. The five killing spells came together, and the black pressure covered the heat of the fire phoenix nest. It was cold as if they had stepped into an ice cellar that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. The piercing coldness was irresistible to this group of strong people who refined their souls into beads.

Jiang Fei's face was full of horror. She didn't expect that a small person who returned to the soul could exert such a terrible magic power. Five superimposed together is even more terrible than the lethality of Haotian hammer.

Only then did everyone realize that Zhao Haoran in front of him was a soul man who dared to fight against fire and phoenixes, and he was not a weak man. I'm afraid it was not that easy to get any benefits from him.

The cold light from his five eyes shined directly on his mind, and an evil smile appeared on Zhao Haoran's face, which he didn't find himself.

Jiang Fei retreated, but was stared at by Zhao Haoran. She felt as if her feet had grown to the ground and could not be pulled out.

reluctantly smiled, "Brother Haoran, I'm very good to you. If you want revenge, go find them."

Zhao Haoran just smiled evilly, and his eyes were full of dead red light, which was completely different from usual. Jiang Fei also found that something was wrong and scolded in a delicate voice, "ji!"

The violent wind swept over Zhao Haoran.

The killing spell did not come, but suspended in the sky, motionless, as if waiting for something. Zhao Haoran took a look and smiled strangely.

Five left palms poked out at the same time, easily pulled away Jiang Fei's clothes.

"You!" Jiang Fei's face turned red. Although she looked extremely **, she was actually very conservative. She didn't expect to be teased by a soul person who became one of Huayuan today, but she did not have the ability to return. It was really unimaginable before, but what happened to her today happened to her own body and had to believe it.

The red light in Zhao Haoran's eyes was even better. He stretched out his left palm again and grabbed Jiang Fei's body. For a moment, it was torn to pieces and his blood overflowed.

A panic shadow appeared from mid-air. That was Jiang Fei's ghost. I didn't expect Zhao Haoran's method to be so ferocious. I was really bad before. If I had known it, I wouldn't dare to provoke this person.

But it's too late to regret, and the body is gone. Jiang Fei just wants to escape as soon as possible and exist in a state of ghosts, making it easier to die.

Then Zhao Haoran had no plan to let him go. As soon as he opened his mouth, a scarlet giant mouth appeared in the black cloud in the air, which was extremely smelly.

Jiang Fei screamed, but there was no way to slow down and finally disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, the situation reversed. The original prey became a hunter, and everything changed. Ye Wen and Master Wuhua stopped, which was simply ridiculous. No one understood why Zhao Haoran had changed like this.

"Amitabha!"

The vague voice shouted from Zhao Haoran's mouth, and two dark red Buddhas suddenly appeared, with evil smiles. Is this still Brahman's soul art? There was a huge question mark in everyone's hearts.

The supreme Buddha and the Guanshi Buddha are not strange, but this is the first time that such a strange Buddha has appeared on the road of Mercury. No one can figure out why such a situation happened. All they know is that Zhao Haoran at this time is more terrible than anyone present.

"Haotian Hammer!"

Without any hesitation, the powerful Chinese magic power, full of anger, suddenly smashed down without hesitation. A piece of chickens and dogs jumped, and no one dared to resist. Except for the white swordsman, he stopped Haotian hammer with only one finger!

Zhao Haoran's eyes became more and more red and lost his light. It seemed that he turned to the swordsman in white with a little doubt.

"Brother Hui, he..."

The knife man in white shook his head, "I don't understand what happened, but now, he must not be the young man before. I didn't expect that he has a lot of secrets. In addition to ancient gods and demons, he also has such an evil atmosphere. I really don't know what kind of person he is."

Before he said anything, the white-dressed swordsman's face changed and pushed his beloved wife away, "Be careful!"

I don't know when Zhao Haoran has stared at him, perhaps because he blocked Haotian Hammer, so he felt unhappy.

The black clouds in the sky keep spinning with inexplicable powerful forces, suppressing everyone's strength.

With Zhao Haoran's mood, he pointed to the white swordsman one after another.

No one expected the change of the killing spell, and no one could explain Zhao Haoran's strangeness.

Every time he casts a killing spell, some uncontrollable power poured into his body. Zhao Haoran couldn't explain it clearly. He only knew how to control it as much as possible. Unfortunately, there was no way to destroy it. He just suppressed it to a fixed place.

Then five killing spells were performed at the same time. Although it was a split, the strange power still hit the body at the same time. In an instant, he felt that he had lost control of his body, and a blood color appeared in his eyes. Only killing could calm his uneasiness in his heart.

Jiang Fei's death failed to suppress the terrible desire, but stronger. Zhao Haoran couldn't figure it out. He just had a chaotic brain and completely followed his instinct.

There is no white swordsman in front of him. He is just a horrible monster with strong strength and seems to have a killing intention for him. Therefore, Zhao Haoran wants to do it first!

"Brother Hui, be careful." The woman in white exclaimed worriedly. She can also notice that Zhao Haoran's strength seems to have changed again. Every bit can feel the increase of strength. At this speed, she really don't know what will change next.

The swordsman in white smiled at his wife, which meant that she didn't have to worry. Zhao Haoran's two evil Buddhas followed closely, as if they had an independent life, which was a split, a total of eight breaths, and there was no influence on each other.