Dragon Sword God

Chapter 1369 Fighting
For the traitor Ji Wufeng, Xiang Hao really wanted to kill him.

Because Xiang Hao knows that if the traitors are not eliminated, there will be disasters in the future, and I don't know how many people will die to calm them down!
For Ji Wufeng, Xiang Hao is also the person he most wants to kill.

Because he has a certain understanding of Xiang Hao, and knows that Xiang Hao's potential is terrifying.

Among Zhutian's contemporaries, Ji Wufeng felt that Xiang Hao was the most threatening person, and he would not betray Zhutian, so he couldn't persuade him to join Wuliang.

Therefore, in today's battle, one must die.

"Battle of Fate, I hope you don't let me down." Ji Wufeng's voice became cold.

Under the bright sun, Xiang Hao's eyes were clear and his hair was crystal clear, like a young fairy king who walked out of the pure land of the fairy world.

But there was a terrifying killing intent permeating the air, the unparalleled killing intent made the earth tremble, and many monks' bodies were cracked, and their spirits were cold.

People send murderous intentions, and the world goes back and forth.

Many monks of the foreign race were terrified and retreated quickly. Xiang Hao was too terrifying, and he was on the verge of falling apart.

But at the same time, Xiang Hao also gives people a very ethereal illusion, as if he is standing on the other side of the starry sky, isolating all living beings!

hum.

Ji Wufeng made a move, he was already at the pinnacle of the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, under a full-strength blow, the divine splendor covered the sky, his big hands covered the sky, and he wanted to kill Xiang Hao with his move.

Xiang Hao also made a move, his determination to kill Ji Wufeng was firm, and his mana swept the sky, like a tsunami, it was horrific.

As soon as the two started fighting, it was a shocking attack.

"Ji Wufeng, no matter how defiant you are, I will kill you under the sword today."

Xiang Hao's voice was indifferent, and he walked towards Ji Wufeng step by step, obviously walking slowly, but as if he was crossing the heavens.

Many of the young generation of foreigners are pale.

With Xiang Hao's terrifying aura, the strongest genius in the immeasurable fairyland will not appear, who will compete with him?

Ji Wufeng sneered, not afraid of Xiang Hao.

When he raised his hand, a black clarinet appeared in his hand!
Clarinet runes filled the air, like an ancient magic flute!
"Have you ever heard of Dementia?"

Ji Wufeng spoke, his voice was neither high nor low, but it was full of magic.

"Let the horse come here." Xiang Hao said indifferently.

Ji Wufeng's eyes were cold, and he blew the magic flute, a melody that moved the heavens and the heavens, and the sound of the flute resounded across the sky and the earth, as if it could obliterate all dharmas in the world and absorb all living souls.

"This son has actually mastered the Dementia Song, and he really deserves to be the direct disciple of the Great Sage Swallowing Heaven."

The alien saint was surprised and stared at Ji Wufeng.

"It is rumored that when this song is completed, it can overwhelm the world. It is very terrifying."

Many people of different races changed color, shocked by Ji Wufeng's methods.

For the first time, Xiang Hao felt his soul throbbing, as if his soul was about to be taken away.

But Xiang Hao was not afraid, and took the initiative to attack, and slashed out with a sword, the power of the sword turned into a dragon, sweeping the sky and the earth, and when attacking, it also offset the strange and mysterious power of Dementor.

Only Xiang Hao dared to do this, relying on the peerless swordsmanship to forcefully attack the Mo Dao Dementia Song.

Zheng!
The magic song resounded, the sky and the earth turned pale, it was actually transforming.

All of a sudden, a hundred beasts rose together, and dragons and tigers fought for the front, trying to wipe out the dragon that Xiang Hao cut out with a single sword.

Xiang Hao is like a peerless divine master, standing still, slashing out hundreds of swords at a time, bringing out the vision of the sun and the moon competing for glory, cutting off all kinds of strange phenomena in the evolution of Ji Wufeng's magic song, and pushing everything horizontally!
Ji Wufeng's color changed slightly, and then the sound of the flute suddenly became urgent, and the eight demonic brand marks turned into eight black rivers of darkness and descended from the sky, which was terrifying and endless.

To a certain extent, Ji Wufeng's method fully demonstrated his peak combat power in the Eight Paths of Samsara.

Xiang Hao couldn't help being startled, the eight black Styx possessed incredible power, shaking the sky and making it unstoppable.

boom.

In an instant, the Styx fell, and Xiang Hao seemed to be facing an endless abyss.

He swung the divine sword swiftly, and the light of the sword soared three thousand feet, illuminating the abyss, revealing the extreme mysteries of heaven and earth, and the circulation of ten thousand ways, shaking Ji Wufeng's eight Styx power away.

Ji Wufeng shook, his clear eyes flickered with evil light, and his fighting spirit became stronger.

Everyone was shocked. The two of them are still young, and the confrontation is already so terrifying. How terrible will it be if they ascend to the saint position?
To Xiang Hao, everyone was even more startled and looked at him with admiration, thinking that Xiang Hao could definitely be compared with the great emperor in his youth, and had endless potential!

Ji Wufeng is also a real genius in this world, few people in the younger generation can fight against him.

"Fight again."

Xiang Hao roared violently, and the Dragon Vein Excalibur swiped slowly, sending out suffocating terrifying waves, bringing out a terrifying world.

The sword opens the great world, and there is a picture of the supreme god and demon in the world, and the sound of the Tao pierces through the sky, shaking the place where the immortals are buried, making everyone's hearts palpitate.

The sky and the earth are darkened, only the terrifying breath of the ocean is permeating the air!
Ji Wufeng's body was shaking, he was hit by a huge impact, and said: "Xiang Hao, you are indeed very strong, but you will eventually drink your hatred."

"Only you, I'm afraid not."

Xiang Hao made a move, moving with the power of the great world, and his combat power soared.

Ji Wufeng blew the magic flute again, and unexpectedly evolved an ancient demon world to fight against Xiang Hao.

The two fought until the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and their combat power was invincible.

"Dementor's Song and Immortal's Song stand side by side. If you cultivate to the peak, you may really be able to overwhelm the world's enemies." Someone said in a deep voice, his voice trembling.

Because he heard the Dementia, although it was not aimed at him, he still felt his soul tremble.

If the peerless sage played the magic song, he would surely shake the world and weep ghosts and gods.

At the same time, people are also extremely palpitating towards Xiang Hao. Although his level is lower than Ji Wufeng's, he can beat Ji Wufeng without losing the wind, which is enough to show that his combat power is indeed at the top of the pyramid of the younger generation.

"Are you at your wit's end? If so, your death may be near." Xiang Hao stood with his sword in his hand, his spirits high.

Hearing this, Ji Wufeng said with a look of disdain for the world, "You are not worthy, no one in this world can kill me in the same generation."

boom.

After finishing speaking, Ji Wufeng's body appeared in a black battle suit, which covered his body, giving him an extra heroic spirit and even more arrogance.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Wufeng put away the magic flute, and a peerless magic sword appeared in his hand.

The magic sword has a slender body, and when it first appeared, it caused a monstrous wind.

This foul wind swept across the world, and it came strangely, as if blowing from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"A betrayer is a betrayer, devoid of humanity, even the magic formula of cultivation is so evil."

Xiang Hao was indifferent and sarcastic, his eyes were clear, his figure was peerless, and the dragon-veined sword in his hand was terrifying.

"die."

Ji Wufeng came to fight Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hao's blood was soaring to the sky, and with the movement of the sword, he almost cut open the fairy burial ground. The fairy burial ground shook violently, cracking everywhere.

All the monks were startled, they did not expect Xiang Hao to display such terrifying sword power.

hum!
Ji Wufeng used his magic sword to cut through the sky, trying to suppress Xiang Hao.

The battle between the two was earth-shattering and violent.

After hundreds of moves, Ji Wufeng lost his patience.

I saw that when he waved his magic sword, a terrifying sword field appeared all over his body.

That is the field of magic sword, in that field, Ji Wufeng is theoretically invincible.

Seeing this, Xiang Hao was very calm, and using all the secrets among the nine secrets, his fighting power increased tenfold, like a waking young heavenly emperor, with invincible power.

In just a moment, Xiang Hao held the sword and strode directly into Ji Wufeng's magic sword domain.

(End of this chapter)