After scanning the two people who looked at each other affectionately in the lake, Tian Hao rushed to the people of the Demon Sect who besieged the master and his wife.

"One more comes, be careful!"

The demon sect who was under the formation outside found Tian Hao coming and hurriedly reminded him, and several people rushed over immediately.

"Clang clang clang..."

A sword light flashed, and the five people rushing over were killed, and they were in a miserable state of death.

With the Black Iron Sword in hand, he doesn't take it seriously at the acquired realm and can directly enter the Wushuang grass mowing mode.

Of course, there were also four people slashing their bodies, but they could be ignored directly with the black iron armor.

"He has protective armor!"

The last man avoided the sword light that was slashed and shouted.

"Let me come and meet him!"

A burly man came with his light skills and waved his sword in his hand. His power was fierce and there was even a faint sound of wind and thunder.

"He is Tong Baixiong, the elder of the Wind Thunder Hall of the Demon Sect, and the peak powerhouse of the acquired realm. The attack of the Crazy Thunder Sword is fierce, with a big opening and closing, and a set of fierce palm techniques."

Seeing Tian Hao face someone coming, Ning Zhongze used his sword to push away the arrow shot and spoke up to remind him.

Although these people are all wearing black and masked, their martial arts cannot deceive people.

"Let me see how crazy and fierce your sword technique is!"

The fighting spirit in his heart rises, and Tian Hao likes to fight with such a tough guy the most.

The black iron sword dragged behind him quickly slashed out, as fast as lightning. It was the Martial Saint of Guanjiabao who dragged his sword.

"Dou!"

The violent sound of metal and iron fighting was stirring up, and Tong Baixiong blasted the big knife in his hand, and the sword energy condensed on the blade was almost blown out by the internal force of the Huyuan.

But he is an old strong man at the peak of the acquired realm. His true energy is circulating in his body and stops his retreat. When the Crazy Thunder Sword Technique is used, it will be a mad slash. It is really as violent as thunder and as lightning as lightning.

Tian Hao is not bad either. He used the iron sword technique and even used some copycat cloak hammer techniques to continuously accumulate superimposed power through the reaction force of the collision.

Tong Baixiong is truly a veteran strong man who has been famous for many years. He has strong strength and firmly gains the upper hand. His attack speed alone is twice as fast as Tian Hao.

After slashing out three swords, two swords could fall on Tian Hao.

But what made him depressed was that his sword energy and even the big sword slashed on the kid, but it was useless.

It only destroyed the outer cloak of someone else, revealing the gray scaled cloak, and there was no scratch.

Moreover, the boy was so juvenile that his whole body was covered in, and even his head was covered tightly, with only a pair of eyes exposed. In addition, the back of his hand was also protected by scales.

How do he fight this turtle shell?

"Grandma, how could you be more powerful as you hit?"

After fighting again, Tong Baixiong temporarily retreated from the battle circle and couldn't help but shake his sore palms.

That kid is very strange, the more he plays, the more he is, the more he is.

Although the speed is far less than that of me, the brute force is amazing, and the big sword is extremely hard and even more sharp.

He glanced at the gap cut from the love knife and twitched in pain.

It's almost a saw!

In addition, the kid's strength was very strange, with a bit of the Wudang Sect feeling, which could disrupt his own center of gravity, and his body almost couldn't stabilize.

Tian Hao on the opposite side also took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief and used his own little internal force to relieve the soreness of the muscles and bones of his arms.

The continuous burst of internal energy for a long time also puts a lot of pressure on him.

"Boy, come again!"

After glanced at Yue Buqun and the other two who were still besieged, Tong Baixiong swung his sword again, and his power was also fierce.

However, after shaking the black iron sword in Tian Hao's hand, he suddenly abandoned the sword in his hand and swung his palm and slapped it down.

That scale armor is too unreasonable, and he has no confidence to cut it, but this kind of armor can also defend against sharp weapon slashes, and other things are not easy to defend.

"Bang!"

He slapped his palm hard on his heart, and the face covered under the black cloth showed a sense of fierceness and cruelty.

"This palm hurts a lot!"

At the same time, Tian Hao abandoned the bounced black iron sword, quickly grasped Tong Baixiong's right wrist with both hands, and his face covered under the black iron armor was also very ferocious.

That palm was indeed painful. Even if there was a black iron heart protection mirror inside to protect it, it would make the internal organs suck, but it was worth it.

He knew very well that he still had a big gap with a top acquired man like Tong Baixiong, and it was almost impossible to win quickly. He could only lead the snake out of the hole and let it reveal its flaws independently.

"not good!"

As soon as his face changed, Tong Baixiong realized that he had been trapped, he immediately burst out his true energy and wanted to shake his hands that were grasping on his wrist, but unfortunately he didn't.

"Compet with me with strength. I wonder if my arms are as thick as my senior sister's thighs now, and the cup is bigger than that of my master's wife?"

Seeing the force and pain coming from the palm, Tian Hao smiled even more ferociously.

Before Tong Baixiong could mobilize more true energy to come and break free, he suddenly exerted his strength.

The hammering method of chaotic cloak!

A roar in my heart, improving my spirit, enduring the severe pain of being shaken by the true energy in my palm, using people as the hammer and the earth as the iron, and smashing wildly.

Tong Baixiong was able to stabilize his body at first, but he would make mistakes after a long period of time. After a mistake, he was smashed into a solid state. A human-shaped hole was smashed into the ground, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat.

It's not over yet. Tian Hao turned into a Hulk and smashed it a few times without explaining it. More than a dozen human-shaped pits appeared on the ground around him. Tong Baixiong even blew up blood and was severely injured.

Just when he wanted to throw this demon genius into his heart attack, a flying needle stabbed, accurately stabbing the tiger's mouth without armor protection, and his right hand instantly felt sore and numb.

Tong Baixiong seized the opportunity, endured the severe pain in his body, concentrated his true energy on his wrist and burst out, and finally broke free.

I dare not stay for a long time, so I quickly retreated.

Pulling out the steel needle nailed to the tiger's mouth of his palm, Tian Hao glanced at Aunt Dongfang who was still looking at Feng Qingyang in the lake, and said nothing, picked up the black iron sword and rushed towards the encirclement.

With invincible armor protection, the ability to resist attacks provided by the Hengcra iron cloth shirt close to the Dacheng realm, and the extremely sharp black iron sword, the blocker is invincible and crashes into the encirclement.

"Master, is it okay?"

While using the armor on his body to block most of the arrows, Tian Hao asked while scanning the people of the Demon Cult around him, wanting to curse.

These demons of the Demon Sect are too unfair. They are obviously martial arts sects, but they hold many powerful crossbows. No wonder the old Yue and his wife holding the black iron sword are both in a tough battle.

Too unfair to martial ethics!

However, he was scolding the Demon Sect for not ceremonial morality, and the members of the Demon Sect were also scolding him for not ceremonial morality.

He was obviously a man in the martial arts world, but he was wearing armor like a general in the army, but his armor was still unreasonable.

Tong Baixiong's big sword is already a rare treasure sword. It is cut like mud, but it is difficult to leave even a scratch on the set of treasure armor.

The condensed sword energy is useless at all, and it is too unethical.

"Boy, sign up and you are qualified to let me remember your name!"

After a little relief, Tong Baixiong asked, and was still scared.

If it weren't for the Dongfang Master's rescue, he would have probably capsized in the gutter.

"I will not change my name or surname if I do not change it. I am the chief disciple of Huashan Sect, Linghu Chong."

Tian Hao responded righteously, not afraid of being retaliated against Tong Baixiong. Anyway, he was repaid by Linghu Chong's name, so what does it have to do with him, Mr. Tian?

"you……"

Linghu Chong next to him was so angry that he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. He had never seen such a shameless person!

"It turns out that I am worthy of being the first disciple of Huashan. I remember you!"

He spoke with hatred, and Tong Baixiong understood that he could not defeat Yue Buqun and others today.
Chapter completed!