Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

With that, Wang Hao appeared on the dueling stage with a flash and slapped Gu Xuan with a slap.

Gu Xuan slashed out.

The brilliant sword light reappears.

Unfortunately, this time, there was no longer a scene of killing the opponent with one knife.

A hazy red light appeared on Wang Hao’s hand, and he actually took Gu Xuan’s knife down.

“Xuanjie Sword Technique!” No wonder..”

Wang Hao couldn’t help but sigh.

Gu Xuan’s eyes narrowed, and he noticed that Wang Hao was wearing a pair of dark red gloves on his hands, and the light flowed.

“Come again!”

Gu Xuan slashed out again.

Dacheng cut the knife, and the light of the knife directly ploughed a deep trace on the dueling platform.

However, this domineering sword light was actually crushed by Wang Hao’s one-handed hand.

“Is this the innate tenfold?”

Gu Xuan took a deep breath.

Wang Hao’s cultivation was three realms higher than his, and his inner strength was several times higher than his.

Moreover, the other party’s cultivation level and attainment in palm technique are obviously not low.

The superiority of the Absolute Sword in the exercises was infinitely smoothed out.

“Then try me a punch!”

Gu Xuan changed his knife and exchanged fists, punching Wang Hao with one punch.

The twisted air wave appeared again, and a huge force of 100,000 pounds exploded.

Wang Hao’s face changed slightly, but he did not dodge and slapped it with one hand.

“Boom!”

A huge popping sound sounded from the stage, Gu Xuan did not retreat one step, but Wang Hao retreated more than a dozen steps.

“What a brute force!”

Wang Hao looked at Gu Xuan with surprise in his eyes and said, “Fighting at the same level, I am really not your opponent.” But now…”

Wang Hao’s expression suddenly became indifferent.

“Yanyang Hand!”

In the next instant, a strange throbbing wave came from Wang Hao’s body.

It was somewhat similar to the scene when Han Wu cast his strongest sword before, but it was more shocking and more intense.

Suddenly, everyone on the sidelines seemed to see that a round of great sun slowly rose from behind Wang Hao.

The scorching breath even made many people who were closer to the dueling platform sweat on their faces.

“Yan Yang palm intention, this is the real martial arts mood…”

Offstage, Han Wu’s face was full of excitement, and his expression was frantic like Wang Hao’s loyal fan.

“If you can defeat Master Wang Hao’s Yanyang palm, you are also proud enough.”

On the Wei family’s side, the faces of the group also showed a moving color.

“Sure enough, sure enough…”

Gao Lan murmured, “Being able to rank in the fifth gate of the Inner Gate of the Chiyang Valley and kill Duan Fei, the White Devil who is also a congenital ten- heavy, this Wang Hao has indeed understood the martial arts conception.”

His palm intent was more than ten times stronger than the prototype of the sword intent that Han Wu had shown before, and he was afraid that he had already comprehended more than half of it…”

Wei Yang Wei Can and Li Cong’s three people looked shocked, and they could no longer find words to describe it.

There is only one thought swirling in my mind: Is this the gap between us and the true genius of the Sect Gate?

Such a mighty power, not to mention that Xiu Wei was lower than Wang Hao, even if it was the same realm, there were several people who could block this palm.

Even the three major family owners could not help but shake their faces.

“A good Yanyang hand, when it is really a terrible afterlife!”

Wang Hao’s palm directly conjured up the vision of the Great Sun, and a scorching wave of hot air swept through the whole field.

Standing alone on the opposite side, Gu Xuan was like a weed that was enduring the scorching sun, precarious.

“There’s nothing to look at, Wang Hao’s palm, cover the coffin!”

“If I am this teenager, it is the most correct way to abandon the knife and admit defeat at this time.”

“Don’t say that the congenital sevenfold, even if it is the innate tenfold, it can’t be stopped!”

“He’s also remarkable enough, he can play like this with the cultivation of the weak three realms and the Yanyang hand, he can be regarded as a young genius!”

Just when everyone decided that the victory and defeat had been divided, Gu Xuan was about to lose.

A hint of deep despair suddenly and inexplicably arose from the hearts of many people.

It was as if the eyes were suddenly plunged into a deep darkness.

There is no way out, no hope, only deep despair that comes from the soul deep into the bone marrow.

Just now, because of Wang Hao’s influence of Yanyang palm intentions, it was hot and difficult, and many people suddenly felt cold on their bodies at this time.

That feeling, it was as if the summer was suddenly drenched in a basin of ice water, and I couldn’t help but shiver.

Someone whispered, “Look! ”

Everyone found out, on the duel stage.

The tall and handsome teenager was now holding a knife in both hands, and a trace of black mist spread out from him, and a pair of eyes turned pitch black, which was very strange.

Despair grows madly!

“This is…”

Someone’s eyes widened and he whispered in disbelief: “Knife intention!” ”

“Boom!”

Gu Xuan had already slashed out.

Hate hate hate!

Hate the injustice!

Desperate one knife, two times the knife intention!

The inky black sword light was like a splash of ink, and with one knife, it cut open Wang Hao’s Yanyang palm.

Knife cut big day!

The heat wave on the stage was swept away by the light of the knife, and the black knife qi was pushed forward like a decay.

“Click, click,”

The huge pit table, under this knife, was almost flattened into two halves.

Wang Hao was obviously not deeply shocked by the power of this sword.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a hint of coldness.

Looking up, a long sharp knife like autumn water hovered quietly above his head, ready to split him in half.

In front of him, there was Gu Xuan, who was shrouded in a strong sense of despair.

Facing those dark and cold eyes, Wang Hao had a great fear in his heart, subconsciously shivered for a moment, and then said bitterly: “I lost.” ”

This moment.

On stage and off stage, there was a dead silence.

Countless people watched in a daze, motionless, as if they had been collectively fixed.