Chapter 1761 One Sword Determines the Victory
"kill!"
The ancestor Wanlong's eyes widened and roared loudly, and infinite divine power poured into Wanlong's Bottle.
The ten thousand dragon bottle began to rotate driply, and the ten thousand dragon patterns on the bottle were becoming more and more realistic, as if in the next moment, there would be tens of thousands of real dragons flying out of the bottle.
Chen Hao's face gradually became soaring, and he tightened the sword of life and death in his hand.
boom--
The Wanlong Bottle suddenly tilted, and the mouth of the bottle faced Chen Hao, and then a black light burst out suddenly.
This black light is filled with a breath of destruction, as if it can bring everything to silence!
Crazy-
Let alone the void.
Even the avenue and rules of Cangyuexing began to shatter.
It can be seen how terrifying this black light is!
"My friend, I'll help you!"
Although An Jiuge was so scared that his scalp was numb by Wu Guang, it was not the time to be afraid. He walked with his sword and wanted to fight against the enemy with Chen Hao.
The same is true for the white-haired old man. He has ambition to die and his eyes are firm. He is willing to shed blood in this battle, and he will not be afraid even if he dies.
Chen Hao did not persuade An Jiuge and the white-haired old man to retreat.
Because it's too late.
The Wanlong Bottle is worthy of being a quasi-imperial Taoist soldier. It is really a bit terrible. The storm of black light not only has the power to destroy the world, but also has an incredible speed.
Therefore, Chen Hao could only wave his hand to urge the rules of the road, and cast an invisible high wall to block An Jiuge and the white-haired old man behind.
Then Chen Hao had no time to say a word, and immediately grabbed the sword of life and death tightly, walked up against the air, and faced the beam of destruction.
A gust of wind blew, and the corners of Chen Hao's clothes fluttered slightly.
The sword of life and death is simple and unpretentious in Chen Hao's hands.
Only a trace of ink-colored light suddenly jumped above the sword.
Chen Hao stabbed a sword straight towards the destruction beam.
In an instant, wind blew across thousands of miles, and great gas swept across the moon star.
A little bit of energy, a thousand miles of wind is so happy!
Chen Hao used Haoran's sword intent!
The Sword of Life and Death is the most promising weapon in the universe and has the hope of becoming a Heavenly Emperor-level Taoist soldier in the future.
Haoran's sword intent was created by Li Taibai's half-life of understanding and exhaustion, and it can be regarded as the most powerful sword intent in the world.
Chen Hao is the most talented person from ancient times to the present. His combat power shines through the past and present, stunning the ages and forever.
Now, Chen Hao holds the sword of life and death in his hand and wiels the sword intent. This is the most intense light in the vast world of the heavens and the world.
This light can illuminate all things, tear apart eternity, and can be seen as immortal!
The wind is still blowing, the great gas is still flying, and the sword light is still dazzling, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
Behind the wall of rules cast by Chen Hao, An Jiuge and the white-haired old man were very worried.
They tried their best to break the wall of rules, but they couldn't do it in a short time.
While this made them anxious, they felt deeply desperate.
They couldn't even break a wall made by Chen Hao, which proved that they couldn't help Chen Hao at all.
If Chen Hao hadn't built this wall and blocked their way, they might have been shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle between Chen Hao and the ancestor Wanlong.
"My friend..."
"Mr. Chen..."
An Jiuge and the white-haired old man's eyes were red.
They could not see Chen Hao's figure and were worried that Chen Hao would die.
Dada dada...
At this moment, a sound of blood dripping sounded.
An Jiuge and the white-haired old man were even more uneasy.
They tried their best to see and looked anxiously into the vast white light, trying to see the result of this battle clearly.
Suddenly.
The outline of a big hand appears in the hazy light.
Then the big hand ripped apart.
The dazzling light that enveloped the sky and the earth was torn apart like a curtain.
The light dissipated, and An Jiuge and the white-haired old man finally knew the result of the battle-
I saw Chen Hao wearing white clothes, holding a long sword in his hand, and stepping on the dark and huge dragon head of the ancestor Wanlong, with a heroic figure, just like a legendary god!
"Win!?"
An Jiuge and the white-haired old man were both surprised and happy.
"Win."
Chen Hao grinned and smiled brightly, but the sword in his hand was still dripping blood.
That is the blood of the Immortal Emperor, and one drop can kill a piece of immortal-level creature.
This also added a bit of invisible terrifying pressure to Chen Hao, who was so smiling that he was harmless.
"Just that sword just now, the winner was decided?"
An Jiuge asked again, and he was in a daze and couldn't believe it.
Chen Hao nodded with a smile:
"One sword determines the outcome."
Upon hearing this, An Jiuge and the white-haired old man both widened their eyes.
They knew that Chen Hao was very strong.
So they have tried their best to estimate Chen Hao's combat power to a higher level.
But unexpectedly, even so, they still underestimated Chen Hao's combat power.
Chen Hao's combat power has exceeded the scope that ordinary people can calculate.
I'm afraid only the gods of the Heavenly Emperor level can understand Chen Hao's terrifying combat power!
Chen Hao looked down at the ancestor Wanlong: "Is there any last words?"
The ancestor Wanlong no longer had the arrogance he had just now, with his head hanging down, and his energy was gone.
The defeat to Chen Hao was a huge blow to him, and Chen Hao cut off half of his body with one sword, which made him lose the ability to shout now.
The ancestor Wanlong heard the bell of death, and he knew that he could not live anymore.
Before his death, the ancestor Wanlong only wants to know one thing-
"Why can you beat me?"
The tone of the ancestor Wanlong was full of reluctance.
Chen Hao can beat him naturally because Chen Hao is better than him.
But he just couldn't understand why Chen Hao could be better than him.
Chen Hao is a demon who is against the will of heaven. He actually recognizes that he can kill the immortal emperor with his peak cultivation level.
After all, in history, although such examples can be counted by fingers, there are also some.
When he met Chen Hao, he became too genius, so he could only say that he was not lucky and he accepted his fate.
But, he still has the Ten Thousand Dragon Bottle!
Wanlong Bottle is a quasi-emperor Taoist soldier!
The blessing of Wanlong Bottle to him can be said to be very, very, very great!
With the help of Wanlong Bottle, he has no reason to lose to Chen Hao!
“It’s actually very simple.”
Chen Hao put away the sword of life and death and played with the Ten Thousand Dragon Bottle.
It has to be said that as a quasi-imperial Taoist soldier, Wanlong Bottle can be regarded as a treasure.
Chen Hao has the Ten Thousand Dragon Bottle, which can be said to be like a tiger with wings.
Therefore, Chen Hao was in a good mood and didn't mind answering the doubts of the ancestor Wanlong:
"There are three reasons. First, you are too weak. Your strength is far inferior to me. I can beat you with one hand."
Hearing this, the corners of the ancestor Wanlong's mouth twitched, and he was so angry that he spurted out an old blood!
The ancestor Wanlong stared at Chen Hao, almost smoking was coming from his seven orifices.
Although Chen Hao is telling the truth,... Chen Hao, you young man, can you not speak so realistically? Is it okay to be more tactful?
What does it mean to beat me with one hand? Is there anyone who talks to the old senior like this? It's so hateful!
The ancestor Wanlong regretted it a little, and he seemed not to ask Chen Hao.
Originally, Chen Hao could make him die quickly.
Chapter completed!