Dominating Sword Immortal

Zhang Haolan's breath was not deliberately hidden. All the inner disciples could feel the true fluctuation in his body. Many people were surprised: "It's true, he broke into reality. ”

“Another genius was born, and with his gift, he was afraid he would soon climb onto us.” Although Zhang Hao Run was a rare genius, Inner Gate disciples would not look at him. After all, many geniuses usually practice extremely fast. By the time they break through the realm, they are not as good as some disciples with slightly better qualifications. Only geniuses who reach a certain height can make others really pay attention.

“Alas, it looks like we're going to redouble our efforts. We're overwhelmed by people, and there's a bunch of people dying up there. ”

“That is, the core disciple temporarily does not think, there are several perverts in the inner disciple, who have reached the seventh peak of the highest realm, and let no one live. ”

“The higher the kung fu grade, the harder it is to improve, so even if I give you a low-order kung fu method, I can't practice it. ”

Just as Inner Sect disciples were discussing each other, Wu Zongming came to power.

“Zhang Hao Run, you are not the only one who has been promoted to Truth.” Huh, a pure aura spreads from Wu Zongming, and the dust on the stage sweeps away.

Wu Zongming also became a true warrior, and many people showed interest.

Zhang Hao ran sneered: “You were not my opponent when you practiced qi, and you are not my opponent now. ”

Wu Zongming said: “Can you see the real trick, Ye Dun, go down first.” In fact, Zhang Haoran had no bottom. The reason why he came forward was to allow Ye Dust to regain his inner qi.

Ye Dusty smiled lightly and said to Zhang Haoran: “Are you going to punch me three times? ”

“I know that you are consuming a lot of internal energy. If you really fight, you will definitely lose. Now, as long as you can take my three punches, you win. How about that?” Zhang Hao stood against his hand, dressed in blue without wind, and hunting sounded.

Wu Zongming hastily said: “Ye Dust, don't promise, you are good at sword magic, but he is good at kung fu.” He turned to Zhang Hao Run and drank: “Zhang Hao Run, being a man cannot be so shameless. ”

Zhang Hao bluntly said: “Did I tell you to let him use his sword? ”

“I promise you, the contradiction between us is resolved.” Leaf dust took a deep breath and slowly calmed down the boiling air and blood.

“All right then!” Wu Zongming knew that nothing was wrong with him and fled to the stage.

On the stage, looking at Zhang Hao Run with bamboo in his chest, Ye Dust remembered what happened in the welcoming hall a month ago. One of the four core disciples of Emerald Valley, Liu Wuxiangxiang, won and lost from the third hand of Luo Cold Mountain, the second core disciple of this gate. It is called a strong confrontation.

Nowadays, he also has the opportunity to win and lose with three punches. Although the strength of both sides is far less than that of the first two, it is always a bloodbath and a sense of pride in his heart.

“Let's do it!” Leaf dust does not appear to have any intention of making a sword, hands together.

Zhang Hao snorted coldly and did not hesitate to say: “Without a sword, you can't take either move. Do you think I'm as good as Huang Bingwen's scum? ”

“To be honest, I haven't really shown my strength against Huang Bingwen.” Leaf dust grinned.

“What, he was just practicing the ninth floor of the Qi environment to repair it. He didn't even show great strength with Huang Bingwen. Whether it was Xuan Fang or the mouth of the river opened.” Suddenly, the disciple buzzed around.

In the crowd, Huang Bingwen's face was whitewashed and angry: “That's ridiculous. If I hadn't underestimated him, it wouldn't have happened. ”

The inner disciple next door sighed: “Huang Bingwen, whether you admit it or not, losing is losing, there is nothing to talk about. ”

“I'm just angry.” Huang Bingwen clenched his fist and made a squeaky bone friction sound.

After listening to Ye Dust, Zhang Haoran laughed heavily, “Okay, pick me up the first move, ice and snow dry! ”

When it was still ten layers of gas, Zhang Hao Run's cold immersion palm was already powerful, cold wind was brisk. At this time, he was promoted to Condensed Reality Martial Arts. At the first hand, it was a snow and wind surface. The rounded table surface was covered by a layer of frost, and it spread rapidly in the direction of leaf dust.

On the way, the snow and wind wrapped around each other, phasing hard towards the leaves and dust.

Hush!

The right palm of the leaf dust held tight, emitting a clash of gold and iron, punching irreversibly.

The wind and snow covered both of their bodies, the naked eyes were hard to see, the pounding noise even some inner disciples were shocked, let alone Ye Dust's men defeated Huang Bingwen.

“How is that possible? This is obviously a high-ranking martial arts technique. Why is Zhang Hao Run so powerful in his hands?” Huang Bingwen looked struck.

Zhang Hao Run naturally did not hear Huang Bingwen's words and would not care to hear them. The gap between genius and genius cannot be counted in the way, can he understand?

In the snow and wind, Leaf dust eyes could not see, ears could not hear, but he had a super strong perception, clearly ‘saw’ Zhang Haoran's movements and expression, not a drop.

“Die! ”

Zhang Haoran slapped his hands against the chest of Ye Dust.

“Not necessarily.” Leaf dust waited for labor, and a fist exploded.

Boom!

The wind and snow exploded and Ye Dust's fists clasped against Zhang Hao Run's palm. The two sides did not give in to each other and stood still there.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Hao grinned and turned his left hand into a fist. Lightning struck the chest of Ye Dust.

But what stunned him was that he didn't know when he'd been hit, again on the chest.

The crowd heard only two collisions, and the two people on the stage flew and retreated.

“Ha ha! My iron coat work has been done, you can't hurt me either.” Zhang Hao quickly patted his chest, and his face didn't matter.

The clothes on the chest of the leaf dust had been shattered, and he looked down. The strong and dense muscles were filled with jade gloss, covered with a hint of ice cream. As his inner strength shook, it quickly dissipated, and the spills came off like crystal dust.

Lifting his head, Leaf Dust said: "You didn't hurt me either. ”

Zhang Haoran's face looked ugly now. “I didn't expect you to practice a strength technique, but this punch will surely defeat you. ”

“Tiger Roar Dragon Fist! ”

Zhang Hao ran mastered Tiger Roaring Dragon fist more skilfully than a few months ago. The pounding blue air currents converged outside his palm, making a wave of tiger whistling sound, pulling out a brilliant light tail to the dust, like a flying dragon that rose in the air.

Footsteps staggered, Leaf dust right fist pulled out backwards, my heart roared: “Today I have more than 10,000 kilos of strength, even an elephant can die, today you will be the first to teach it! ”

Huh?

Lunge fisting, leaf dust fist is more powerful than any weapon, instantly tearing air, squeezing a shallow pneumatic film in front of fist, shrinking constantly.

Two fists collided, Zhang Hao flied out scared and spit out a mouthful of blood.