This middle-aged Li is naturally impossible to know at this moment. Once in the country of Zhao, Meng Hao's reputation was so great that he had a silver gun, and is still hidden in the Zi Yunzong...
Meng Hao's body swayed, and he was approaching the front of the middle-aged Li in an instant. When his right hand was raised, a fire dragon appeared between the fingers of the pinch.
This fire dragon looks small, only more than ten feet in size, but the color is not an ordinary fire, but this dark color, with two wings flapping outside. It looks like a dragon.
The strength of the cultivation base is condensed inside without dispersing, unless the cultivation base obviously surpasses Meng Hao too much and is separated by a big realm, otherwise, it is impossible to feel the slightest fluctuation in the cultivation base within the fire dragon.
It seemed that the ordinary seemed to be really like a spell released by a monk in the middle of the foundation construction, and it was even inferior.
In this scene, the people of the sword sect outside the battlefield were all ridiculed. Obviously, they saw this scene as a fun to pass the time.
Chen Fan sighed secretly and did not speak, but there was a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He was not considering his sword pill, but in this fighting arena, worried that the monk surnamed Li would be a killer.
Zhou Shanyue also naturally saw this scene in the battlefield, with a smile on his mouth, and his heart was filled with unspeakable joy. Since his father brought Chen Fan into the Sword Sect, he has seen Chen Fan not pleasing to his eyes. It was dissatisfied that his father was obviously too kind to this outsider.
He even gave it to that sword pill. From Zhou Shanyue's point of view, it should belong to him. Why did he give it to outsiders? Why is there no one in this generation of one sword and seven sons!
He didn't understand, but he didn't dare to blame his father, so his grudge against Chen Fan grew deeper and deeper.
"Now I finally have a chance, Chen Fan, Chen Fan, this time, this sword pill must belong to Zhou. You are a disciple, and dare to fight with me!" Zhou Shanyue thought of this, with a more smile on his face. He even laughed out loud.
In the battle arena, the middle-aged man surnamed Li also smiled. He looked at the fire dragon unfolding in front of Meng Hao, even if the fire dragon was now whizzing, but he still looked arrogant and his smile was sneer.
"Sure enough, it's just a wild repair by a remote small sect. I can't get on the stage. Even the spells are so simple. A mere fire dragon technique, dare to unfold it in front of me
Even if Li suppressed the cultivation base to the middle stage of foundation construction, it would be easy to kill you. "When the middle-aged surnamed Li spoke proudly, he flicked his big sleeve, and his cultivation base broke out in the middle of the foundation building. When he raised his right hand, a round of sun and moon phantoms appeared on both sides of his palm.
The shadow of the sun and the moon seemed to have turned into two sharp sword lights, and as the middle-aged Li surnamed the middle-aged man, he screamed, and immediately went straight to the fire dragon.
All this was seen by the monks outside, cheering, and their voices echoed.
It was too late, I saw that the sun and moon sword shadow was approaching the fire dragon, and they were about to meet each other, but at this moment, suddenly, the moon sword shadow was twisted fiercely for some reason.
The roar echoed in an instant, this twisted moon sword hit the fire dragon, visible to the naked eye, the shadow of this sword seemed to hit an unshakable mountain peak, under this roar, it collapsed and shattered in an instant, and the sword light fragments hadn’t waited to disperse. , It will directly become the fly ash dissipated, such as unable to withstand the high temperature of the fire dragon.
At the same time, the light of the sun sword also collapsed and shattered in the roar. The fire dragon, which appeared to be only more than ten feet long, passed by unscathed in an instant, and its speed increased sharply, and went straight to the middle-aged Li.
In the process of rushing out, his body suddenly swelled, ten feet, thirty feet, fifty feet... In the blink of an eye, it became one hundred feet, and it is still going on.
An indescribable aura erupted from the fire dragon in an instant. It was a monstrous sea of fire, that was the breath of Yinglong. If two huge wings were to cover the sky, they would be enough to burn all the flames and cover the sky. Instantly flooded this battlefield.
This scene appeared too suddenly, not only the middle-aged Li surname did not expect it, but Zhou Shanyue did the same. All the Yi Jianzong disciples around were shocked by this scene.
The sound of the roar was shaking the earth at this moment, and the entire battlefield was trembling, and a large number of light curtains shining out around it, blocking the fluctuation of the cultivation base within it from dispersing.
Almost at the moment when the roar came out, Meng Hao's body suddenly shook, and he rushed out like lightning. In front of him, the middle-aged surname Li was pale and his expression revealed unbelievable. These nine jade slips floated outside his body, exuding them. Take out the power of protection in arrays to resist the power of the sea of fire from all around.
These nine jade slips were obviously absolutely extraordinary, which made him able to resist, but with the arrival of Meng Hao, Meng Hao's figure was like a sharp arrow, and Shi Gu met the light of protection.
The rumbling sound revolved again, and a stern roar came out suddenly, which was just a few breaths. Amidst the stunned people outside, they saw the flames in the battlefield dissipate, and the middle-aged Li's body was broken. The kite of the thread rolled backwards, blood spurted continuously, his expression was embarrassed, and his eyes showed shock.
And Meng Hao walked out of this sea of flames step by step, his expression calm, a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and some shyness remained on his face.
This scene caused Zhou Shanyue to take a deep breath, and while there, Chen Fan also blinked and looked at Meng Hao with an incredible expression.
Just as the people all around were quiet for a moment, the middle-aged Li surnamed for an instant, and his complexion was cloudy and sunny, and then his right hand was raised and pressed directly between the eyebrows.
Silently, it was as if the middle-aged Li surnamed his body shook for a while, and the cultivation base of Dzogchen in the post-foundation stage of the fake pill realm suddenly exploded from him.
This cultivation level was so strong that it exceeded the previous one. Murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Looking at Meng Hao who walked out of the sea of fire, the arrogant expression appeared again.
"You are qualified to let Li use his real cultivation base to kill!"
Meng Hao's expression was always the same. At this moment, he smiled shyly and did not speak. But the middle-aged Li surnamed Meng Hao's smile, but he was extremely disgusted in his heart for some reason. At this moment, he took a step forward. When the right hand was raised, a sword flew out instantly from its storage bag.
The blue color of this sword appeared on the head of the middle-aged surname Li, and when it hovered, it turned into an invisible whale. When it swallowed it, it actually swallowed all the cultivation bases of the monk surnamed Li’s late foundation-building period into the sword. With a bang, this sword suddenly appeared overlapping ghosts, and there were seven shadows!
"Seven intentions die, Senior Brother Li actually launched this ultimate move!!"
"This is a very powerful technique in the foundation-building period, and it is also a Shentong technique that can aspire to the seven..." A discussion from a Jianzong disciple immediately spread around.
"One sword and seven intentions!!" Chen Fan's complexion changed, and his body was about to step forward. Zhou Shanyue laughed and stopped directly as he stepped.
"Junior Brother Chen, in the battlefield, outsiders are forbidden to interfere. Do you have to violate the rules!"
At the moment when the disciples of the First Sword Sect from the outside world were discussing, in the battlefield, the monk surnamed Li's hair was windless, and between his hands, there were circles of cyclones around him, and the whistling was like a whirlwind outside his body. , In the whirlwind, the green sword suddenly buzzed, and as the monk surnamed Li smiled grimly, his right hand raised and pointed forward suddenly.
Suddenly, this cyan sword broke through the nothingness in front of him, and went straight to Meng Hao at an indescribable speed.
This was the strongest blow of a foundation-building Great Perfection, and it was also a very strong one in the sword sect. At this moment, it was carried out by the monk surnamed Li, and it suddenly became a killer move!
"This is the spell that Li will use when he intends to seize the seat of the Seventh Son in the future. Today... I will use you to sacrifice the sword first!" The monk surnamed Li's voice echoed gloomily, and the sound of the sword shook the world. Seeing this blue sword, he brought it out. With seven overlapping shadows, the moment Meng Hao left...
Meng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
"In terms of technique, I still lack..." When Meng Hao whispered in his heart, he lifted his right hand and took a shot in the air. With this shot, the surroundings immediately shook, and the coming blue sword also paused in the air. .
Immediately afterwards, Meng Hao took a step forward, taking a second, third, and fourth shot with his right hand. Every time he took a shot, he would take a step. When the fifth shot was taken, Meng Hao was already near. With the rapid coming of the green sword, five beats and one roar, all around roared, and a huge palm phantom was condensed in front of Meng Hao, which penetrated his body and went straight to the green sword.
At the same time, Meng Hao’s spiritual sense emerged at this instant. You must know that when Meng Hao was in the early stage of foundation construction, his spiritual sense could scare the late foundation. Now in the middle of foundation construction, even if there is only one more. Daotai, but still a lot stronger, melted into this huge palm phantom at this moment, and the moment it touched the green sword, the roar resounded fiercely.
The blue sword trembled, and the overlapping shadows on it shattered instantly with a snapping sound. Everything was a long story, but in reality, all the overlapping shadows of the blue sword collapsed, and even this sword was in the same place. Under the earthquake, a crack appeared directly above.
The huge palm directly penetrated the sword and rushed to the monk surnamed Li, making this person too late to dodge and directly touched the body.
Blood spurted out, and while the monk surnamed Li looked pale and retreated, Meng Hao took the fifth step and appeared beside the green sword, lifting his right hand and pressing it fiercely.
With a click, this sword... breaks in half!
"You lose, the bet... it belongs to me." Meng Hao flicked his sleeve, and the broken green sword flew out fiercely and fell at the feet of the monk surnamed Li. As the sword shattered, the surname Li The middle-aged complexion was pale, and he spouted a mouthful of blood again, and his body suddenly wilted, as if his breath was weakened a lot. When he looked up, he looked at Meng Hao, his eyes were incredibly bitter and more deeply bitter.
He was defeated.