Immortal Emperor Reborn

Chapter 343

"Boom!"

Lin Hao stepped forward and kicked the old man's head.

Although this kick was unremarkable, it was suppressed like a stormy sea.

Although the old man tried his best to block it, he was finally stepped into the ground.

At the same time, Lin Hao swung the long sword in his hand, and a ray of piercing light slashed across, splitting one of the elders in half.

Blood splattered.

"Evil! Dare!"

The old man scolded angrily, soaring into the sky.

But how fast is Lin Hao?Taking advantage of this time, Lin Hao punched out again.

"Boom!"

Another strong man in the concentration state was directly punched by Lin Hao, turning into blood and bones and shattering in the air.

At this time, the old man rushed up, whipping the long black whip in his hand towards Lin Hao.

However, Lin Hao sneered, didn't take it hard at all, and stepped out again, a giant green dragon claw emerged from the void, smashing No.3's Concentration Realm to pieces.

Everyone in the field was terrified, killing one person in one step!
The last remaining elder in the concentration state was even more terrified, desperate to escape.

But Lin Hao's divine ring had already enveloped him, and he stepped out with one step, turning his body slightly to avoid the attack of the long whip.

But this kick landed directly towards the last person in the concentration state.

"puff"

The blood bloomed, like a tomato being trampled to pieces. Lin Hao's foot stepped on this last life in the concentration state, and the blood splashed everywhere.

"Ah... you bastard! How dare you!"

The old man roared crazily, these Concentrated Minds are the mainstays in the Holy Land, but now Lin Hao killed one of them in one step!Kill all these elders!
However, he was also very shocked in his heart. The young man in front of him was ruthless. If he hadn't held a sub-holy artifact, and he was a powerhouse at the peak of Concentration, he might have suffered a lot in the hands of this young man. Less than any benefit.

"Lin Cangxuan! I won't kill you today! I'm ashamed of the sages of all generations in the Holy Land of Demon Spirits!"

The old man's hair was disheveled, and he stared at Lin Hao like a ghost at this time. The monstrous killing intent swept across like a flood, making people fall into an ice cave.

Lin Hao sneered at him with disdain and said, "If you kill one of my disciples, I will kill one of your disciples!"

The old man swung his long black whip just now, and he didn't know whether he intentionally or unintentionally smashed several disciples of the Shenyao Pavilion, while Lin Hao killed four elders who were in the state of concentration.

"what……"

The old man was full of hatred, his blood-stained white hair was gloomy and ferocious, and he waved the long whip of the sub-holy weapon in his hand, and drew it towards Lin Hao.

"Boom..."

The two fought continuously, and in an instant, they had already carried out hundreds of moves, and everything was between flint and lightning.

I have to say that this old man is terrifying, and he is strong enough, even Lin Hao is a little suspicious. This old man is unusual, and has even reached Mahayana in two realms.

"Humph!"

Lin Hao snorted coldly, and threw something out of his hand, which was a large black seal. The moment Lin Hao threw it, a thick black fog surged out, filled with endless murderous intent.

In this holy formation, a formation within a formation was formed.

"Jie Jie... another blood meal is delivered to your door!"

A phantom dressed in black armor and condensed from black mist emerged, it was Mo Xie.

"Ow..."

However, just as Mo Xie was in shape, he was instantly struck by the black whip and let out a heart-piercing roar.

The sub-sacred weapon contains the power of the Dao law, which can hurt the soul, even the spirit of the weapon is also a kind of soul.

"Ah...you old monster! Sneak attack on me!"

Mo Xie abruptly condensed behind the old man, biting towards the old man's body.

The old man tried his best to dodge, but Mo Xie still bit his calf.

"Ah... you! Scarlet blood mark!"

The old man yelled in horror, the Red Spirit Sect is a branch of their demon holy land, and its magic weapon is the Scarlet Blood Seal.

Although the color and shape of the red blood mark has changed now, the old man can still see it immediately.

The Crimson Blood Seal was made by their previous sect master, but the Crimson Blood Seal is too bloodthirsty, and as long as it absorbs the blood essence, it can continue to evolve. Their Demon Holy Land is afraid that the Crimson Blood Seal will continue to evolve, and one day it will backfire , so he simply threw it to the Red Spirit Sect.

But who would have thought that Lin Hao would get it.

At this time, the surrounding black mist unexpectedly condensed into arrows and shot towards the old man.

In this black mist, Mo Xie is the master here.

However, it was obviously impossible to kill the old man with Mo Xie.

"puff!"

A flash of sword light cut down suddenly, and the old man suddenly turned around in shock and anger, and whipped away the whip in his hand.

The energy is overflowing.

"Boy! Go to hell!"

The old man saw Lin Hao's figure. At this time, Lin Hao's body was covered with strange white flames, like a bright lamp in the black mist.

The old man roared angrily, and whipped the long black whip in his hand towards Lin Hao.

But Lin Hao did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the old man on his own initiative.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, and the old man was terrified, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

I saw that Lin Hao caught the whip with his bare hands at this time. Although his hands were dripping with blood, he really caught it!
"How is it possible? Take the attack of the sub-holy weapon with bare hands!"

The old man's eyes widened. One must know that the Sub-Saint Artifact contains the Law of the Dao, which can split mountains and rocks, and a whip can collapse a mountain.

At this time, the boy in front of him caught it with his bare hands.

What happened next terrified him even more.

I saw Lin Hao rushing forward, holding a long whip in his left hand, and the Dusheng sword in his right hand, slashing out with a single sword, bursting out terrifying energy fluctuations.

The old man was shocked, his hand shook, and he wanted to take back the long whip, but Lin Hao held the other side tightly.

Helpless, the old man could only turn around and avoid Lin Hao's slashing sword.

But Mo Xie was suddenly consolidating at this time, looking at the old man with a ferocious smile, and went up to him.

"what!"

The old man's face was ferocious, his hair disheveled and he roared, his heart was frightened and angry, but he could not avoid it, with the terrifying sword light behind him, and the strange black shadow in front of him, the only thing he could do now was to abandon the sub-sacred weapon master in his hand Only the whip can avoid serious injuries.

but……

He is not willing!Without the sub-holy weapon, the long whip, he is like a tiger without teeth, wouldn't he be pinched by others?
"Go to hell!"

The old man roared angrily and jumped into a rage. It was the first time in so many years that there was such a danger.

I don't know how many years it has been, but no one has ever attacked the Holy Land, even if there are discussions between the Holy Land, there has never been a large-scale battle.

But now this young man has taken the initiative to attack the holy land and wants to establish a religion!

At this critical moment, the old man roared angrily, his whole body was surging with mana, and the long whip in his hand was violently pulled back.

Lin Hao's figure was unstable, and he even flew towards him.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth, and he was overjoyed, as long as he could retract the long whip, then he still had the initiative.

(End of this chapter)