To a certain extent, Lu Wenhao was already at the pinnacle of this practice at this time and could look down on many of his peers.

However, this was obviously not enough to scare Ye Hao. Now he is an alien among the human monks, like all strong physiques, their fighting ability is far from being measured by their practice methods!

"Child, I will let you know our martial arts gym" Qingyang decided "Power!"

Wenhao Lu strode up, breathing around his body, already flying to the limit of blood, the blue mark was also shining, surrounding the majestic spirit, it was the mark in the sink.

At this time, Ye Hao and He Ying struggled and separated temporarily. On the surface, this round of confrontation was equally divided between the two.

But in the eyes of bystanders, it was obvious that Ye Hao would still be better than others. Although he was still standing there intact, Ye Hao also had a calm face.

With one enemy and two people who can still calm one person, Ye Hao's attack must obviously be higher than his opponent in this kind of confrontation.

The thousands of handsome young men around the barren land are unexpected, but these 15 and 6-year-olds have such terrible methods that even Lingbao's powerful life can't do anything to him!

"Hmm! Don't wait for God, let's try our best to tear this boy to pieces!"

Kong Chan's light floated on his head, Crane Ying's face was poisonous, and his eyes were full of murderous intent and anger.

Just now, he had the power to push out seven or eight points for this life spirit treasure, but he did not expect that he would still win the boy. What is even more angry is that the "spiritual fire", which was repeatedly tested, was also beaten by the other side with bare hands.

This is a shame for Ha Ying, and his own transformation is not prominent among the eight barren mountains. If the empty cicada with He Ling treasure is not invincible, it is a huge blow to He Ying's unfettered heart!

"Okay! Use your scepter to let him know what will happen to us!"

Wenhao Lu nodded heavily and stood side by side with Klanying, his face getting more and more fierce.

They won the First World War and then had to lose face on the mountain. Instead, they became the boy's name.

This is obviously something that the arrogant Lu Wenhao cannot bear! "boom!"

The war broke out again, Lu Wen and Ying, both of them no longer have reservations, and they acted with all their strength at this time.

Lu Wenhao's hands, the high-level spiritual weapon forged from the imitation of the gods and the weapons, the runes are flowing, the head of the weapon is shining in the night sky, and every weapon is erupting with terrifying power.

"kill!"

On the other hand, the refiner He Ying was unwilling to show weakness. The blue lamp hung on the lid of the sky. At this time, the wick was completely burnt, and the faint green flame, like the claws of the devil dancing on the teeth, emitted a wave. The ferocious breath.

Ye Hao had just shown his fighting power, and he had closed his little eyes and started the killing for life. This incident is destined to make the former famous in the eight mountains and even the world.

But if the boy becomes a dead person, even if his name is big, he will not be blessed.

Lu Wenhao broke in his heart at this time, beheading Ye Hao, which has become a top priority.

Ok!

However, Ye Hao's behavior was equally shocking. At this time, his face was cold again, he had rushed at close range, his right hand was drawing a rainbow between his fingers, the purple wand and sword shadow were red, and his left hand was not idle. Every blow comes. It's all fresh, no horses.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers in the distance were full of awe. This kind of war, even in the Bahuang Mountains today, is rare. The intensity of the struggle is even greater than those of the leaders of the three major leagues.