Zhao Youran's eyes climbed up bloodshots, and his crazy and bloodthirsty intentions became entangled.

"You're ruined!"

The thoughts in my heart kept repeating and even shouting.

Zhao Youran launched the seventh sword, and one sword seemed to be able to reverse the spring and winter, which made Xu Hao feel naked in the twelfth month of winter, and his whole body shivered.

"As long as you are destroyed, everything you have will be gone."

Staring at Xu Hao's amazing swordsmanship, Zhao Youran was full of jealousy, and finally turned into a strong murderous intent.

Xu Hao pursed his lips and said nothing.

However, my whole mind was in a very ethereal state.

Every move of "Wufeng" hits the nail on the head.

Often, Zhao Youran's killer moves are resolved and activated.

"Why, why."

Zhao Youran completely lost his mind and let out a silence howling.

He had already made the eighth sword, but he still couldn't do anything to Xu Hao.

Well, or a hundred-step flying sword?

Suddenly, Zhao Youran was hit hard.

How is that possible!

He has also practiced this swordsmanship and has a rough impression of its tricks and paths.

At most, it will be over until the "qi surges into the sky", why is there any?

Moreover, Xu Hao's "Hundred Steps Flying Sword" seems to be a little different.

It gives people a strange feeling that is both strange and familiar.

Could it be...

Zhao Youran suddenly felt a knot in his heart.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

In the midst of horror, the strong jealousy rose uncontrollably.

Zhao Youran has been a genius that others are proud of since childhood. He is even better in the field of kendo and is ahead of his peers.

Today, the sword technique shown by Xu Hao.

There seems to be signs that exceed him.

For a moment, Zhao Youran could not accept it at all.

The ninth sword is here.

The sword was even more dazzling, as if it was rushing in the sun, but it exuded endless coldness, covering the ground of the battle platform with a thin layer of frost.

Xu Hao was calm and composed.

The thought moved, without any fancy intentions, and a sword stabbed out.

The bitter cold wind merged into Zhao Youran's sword light, densely packed.

It turned into a huge cold cloud.

puff.

Avoid the weak and become real, "Wufeng" broke through the barrier and advanced.

Everything disappeared.

The strange phenomena caused by Zhao Youran are all normal.

At the battle stand, the young man's clothes fluttered and stood out naturally.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

The nine swords were unable to cause any damage to Xu Hao, and Zhao Youran stood there on the spot.

"What a thrilling competition."

Everyone was silent, and after a while, someone slowly spoke.

"It seems that Xu Hao's sword technique is better."

The collision between Xu Hao and Zhao Youran's swordsmanship has reached a level of heat, but Zhao Youran, who has always been favored, has not taken Xu Hao down for a long time, and all the sword moves were dismantled by Xu Hao.

"It's not yet the final moment, the winner is indistinguishable."

But many people are conservative.

“Since that’s the case…”

Zhao Youran lowered his eyes and his voice was hoarse, like a wounded beast.

Is he going to give in?

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

Xu Hao sneered and did not go forward immediately. Instead, he looked at Zhao Youran's embarrassed look with a smile, and even a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth.

As expected.

Zhao Youran finally moved.

His eyes were crazy, and he raised his head and threw a red pill into his mouth.

Gulu.

Then, it was swallowed in one bite.

Just when everyone is confused.

Zhao Youran's aura suddenly became violently boiling.

"Xu Hao, I want you to return to the ranks of waste!"
Chapter completed!