The Taoist son Mingyuan, the Taoist robe, was loose and broken, with messy hair, and looked a little embarrassed. He was completely different from his extraordinary aura when he first appeared. His anger came not only from Qin Hao, but also from Yun Yiliu!

He had met Yun Sheng Meng Sheng with his master, and also met Yun Yiliu.

It is well known that the two saints prefer this woman in the Yunmeng Empire. If anyone can win the favor of Yun Yiliu, his popularity and status will definitely be prominent.

Therefore, since then, Mingyuan has already thought about it.

However, Yun Yiliu never looked at herself directly.

But today Yun Yiliu's eyes were always focused on Qin Hao, a lowly person from the lower plane.

How could this not annoy Mingyuan!

Mingyuan lifted the wooden sword, and the Taoist robe flew. During the sharp sword intent, he looked at Qin Hao: "The Taoist sect's magic is three thousand, and I will practice one sword, how can you resist it!"

Saw.

At this moment, Mingyuan's momentum was rising steadily, and his sword intent reached its peak. The sword intent was all on this are all on the arena.

The old Taoist under the ring helped his beard and said with relief: "The Taoist sect specializes in magic, and it is inevitable that he will be weaker when fighting in the body. Qin Hao can let Daozi use a sword, which is considered dead."

Liu Qing nodded: "It's not the turn of my Yunmeng Empire to shout at a lowly person."

"What a strong momentum, even if it is several miles apart, I can still feel this amazing sword momentum. Just this sword, I am afraid that there is no realm of cultivation in our Chaisangwu Academy to block it."

"How could the son of the Taoist sect have gained fame? Even if he dared not claim to be invincible in the realm of cultivating Gods, I have countless powerful people in the Yunmeng Empire. How could Qin Hao let him clamor? I must let him know how powerful it is!"

"Looking forward to this sword."

Qin Hao's face became a little more serious. I have to say that this son of the sect is a bit difficult. If Qin Hao had not broken through to the peak of the God Cultivation Realm, it might have been a battle of dragons and tigers. Unfortunately, Qin Hao is now in the God Cultivation Realm and is not afraid of anyone. With a wave of his hand, purple energy comes from the east!

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The Jinglong Sword fell into Qin Hao's hands, and he picked up the tip of the sword: "In my opinion, the sword of Taoism is nothing but Er!"

Even though you have thousands of sword intents, you can't get close to the place one foot in front of me.

Mingyuan, the son of the Taoist sect, his pupils shrank, and the wooden sword had already emerged!

A sword breaks through the sky.

The rustling sword intent rushed towards Qin Hao.

Qin Hao was as if he was in a sea of ​​swords at this time, surrounded by sharp and powerful sword intent. As long as he made a slight mistake, he would be shot out of a hornet's nest by these sword intents.

"The first sword of the Taoist sect is endless!"

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Under the pull of the wooden sword, the energy condensed into a sword, and the sword intent from all directions stabbed Qin Hao.

However, the Jinglong Sword flew around Qin Hao's foot of land, forming a wall that blocked all of these sword intents one foot away.

"The second sword of Taoist sect, the sun, moon and universe!"

The whole earth roared, like the end of the world where the sun and the moon alternated. The most powerful sword intent removed the complex tricks and rushed directly to Qin Hao.

"I don't move from all directions, and I can let the winds of east, west, south and north!" Qin Hao stood firm and hid in the face of this powerful sword.

Silent.

The power of the dragon intertwined with these sword intents and eventually dissipated between heaven and earth.

Cold sweat had already slipped off the forehead of the son of the Taoist sect, and he roared angrily: "The third sword of the Taoist sect, Purple Electric Frost!"

Rumble.

The sound of thunder suddenly erupted.

A sense of nirvana was born.

The old Taoist under the ring was sweating. This third sword was a Taoist magic trick that could only be used by Lingxu Realm. Its strength was enough to push opponents in the same realm, but Mingyuan did not disappoint him. As soon as this sword force came out, even if Qin Hao had three heads and six arms, he could not escape and die. He frowned and relaxed: "Duke Liu, the winner has been decided."

Liu Qing felt the feeling of dying and breathed a sigh of relief: "The Taoist Sect is worthy of being the leader of my Yunmeng Empire Sect, and the son of the Taoist Sect is indeed extraordinary."

Yun Yiliu clenched her fists. If it was impossible, she would appear to save Qin Hao.

Bang!

The sword intent fell on Qin Hao's head like thunder.

Crackling.

Qin Hao's eyes showed a cold light: "This sword is quite interesting. It is no longer like the previous two swords, and it always has a sissy smell."

"Qin Hao, die!" Mingyuan, the son of the Taoist sect, roared angrily, and at the same time, he glanced at Yun Yiliu, look at who is the strongest person in the realm of cultivating the gods!

boom!

The place where Qin Hao is located is directly annihilated.

Qin Hao disappeared without a trace.

The son of the Taoist sect slowly fell down, and he was breathing heavily. Using the three swords of the Taoist sect to make it his best, but he won in the end!

Mingyuan's mouth curled a smile of victory, and was about to declare the strength of the world, but suddenly his heart tightened, he suddenly turned around, his face turned pale, and his whole body trembled, and he said in disbelief: "You...how are you! Why are you okay!"

At this time, Qin Hao, who was standing opposite Mingyuan, was calm and composed. He looked at the son of the Taoist sect with a joke and said with a smile: "This is the three swords of the Taoist sect that the Taoist sect is proud of. You are the son of the Taoist sect recommended by the Taoist sect. With trash like you, you can carry the banner of martial arts? Can you also revive the glory of the Taoist sect? Please, are you funny?"

"You..." Mingyuan, the son of the Taoist sect, blushed and extremely embarrassed.

"You, huh, you always say that you are humble in the lower body, but what's the result? It's such a big joke. To be honest, I can beat ten of you if you are like this." Qin Hao naturally would not spare the other party.

Since the Yunmeng world underestimates the people on the plane.

Then Qin Hao naturally won’t be polite.

For tooth for tooth, for blood for blood!

It has been caused since ancient times.

Qin Hao sneered: "It's my turn, eat my sword!"

The Shocking Dragon Sword roared, and the sword body was wrapped around the fire dragon. Qin Hao smiled and said, "Let me teach you what is the real sword use!"

The Dragon Sword broke through the wind and left!

Huh huh huh huh huh.

Just a sword.

I will never return until I have lost Loulan!

The son of the Taoist sect changed his face and no longer had the calmness he had before. He ran away desperately under the cover of death, like a dog, and even made a shrill voice begging for mercy: "No!"

"It's too late. Since I'm on the ring, I should be prepared for life and death!"

laugh!

A sword passed through the chamber.

The vast aura of the Jinglong Sword kept strangling the vitality of Mingyuan, the son of the Taoist sect.

Mingyuan, the son of the Taoist sect, stopped running and slowly knelt down, covering his chest in pain, trying to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

With a bang, the son of the Door fell to the ground.

The genius of the Taoist sect fell!
Chapter completed!