Dragon Sword God

Chapter 287 One Sword Flying Snow

Xiang Hao quietly watched the fight between the Little Demon God and the Son of Hanyue, fascinated.

Flying snow all over the sky, every crystal snowflake has become a weapon with huge lethality, like a snowflake flying sword, filling the sky.

This is the ultimate move of Holy Son Hanyue.

The Little Demon God is by no means an idle person, there is a golden air erupting from his whole body, and the blood is rolling. This is the essence of the flesh, and it is unlikely that even one person out of thousands of people can cultivate it.

The little demon god's physical energy is very powerful, those snowflakes with great lethality can't get close to him, and they are scattered around after being shaken, but the attacks of Hanyue Shengzi are continuous, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and more, until finally It almost turned into a storm, extremely terrifying.

The little demon god was also terrifying. His own physical energy and golden way of mana soared into the sky, almost turning into a storm, and collided fiercely with the Holy Son of Hanyue, facing each other tit for tat.

Many people were terrified and stunned when they saw it. The power of the Cave Magic Realm can only be achieved by extraordinary people.

Xiang Hao stared at the two people fighting, especially Hanyue Shengzi's method of manipulating Snow Flower, which made him realize something.

"So what if you use swordsmanship to control it?" Xiang Hao thought to himself, and suddenly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xiang Hao imagined in his mind the scene where he was manipulating the flying snow with a sword, and his thoughts became clearer and clearer.

This is also a kind of sword intent, cold, ethereal, and in harmony with natural phenomena.

Gradually, the people standing around Xiang Hao suddenly all moved away from Xiang Hao, because there was an extremely cold aura emanating from Xiang Hao, and a miraculous scene appeared, falling snowflakes were surrounding Xiang Hao. The body whirls.

"What's going on?" Someone was shocked.

"Why do I feel the breath of Hanyue Shengzi? It's exactly the same."

"I see. He must have suddenly realized something after watching the Holy Son's fighting methods."

……

Xiang Hao did have an epiphany, and understood a kind of artistic conception, but it was just a glimpse of the way.

The Holy Son and the Little Demon God, who were fighting in the air, felt both. They lowered their heads to look at Xiang Hao. The Little Demon God was fine, but Hanyue Holy Son's expression changed, and then his eyes turned cold.

"Tongtian, I will make a break with you another day, don't force me to kill you right now." Hanyue Shengzi said coldly.

"Are you going to trouble him?" The little devil pointed to Xiang Hao who was on the ground, and his purple pupils radiated a strange light.

The Holy Son of Hanyue didn't answer the little demon god, but swooped down and killed Xiang Hao, shouting: "He Fangxiao is young, how dare you steal the supreme method of my Hanyue cave?"

Xiang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away.

"What is stealing? Can you speak human language?" Xiang Hao used his palm as a knife, and casually chopped at Hanyue Shengzi.

Boom, this random blow caused the void to tremble, and a radiant golden light burst out, confronting the swooping Son of God.

At the moment of the collision, Son of Hanyue was shaken back, while Xiang Hao remained motionless like a mountain.

This scene shocked many people, and they stared at Xiang Hao in disbelief. Could it be that he is another fierce man like a little devil?

The Son of Hanyue's expression also changed slightly. The power of this person's random blow is so great that it should not be underestimated. The cautious Son stopped making any moves, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know your name? ?”

"When did the natural law of this world become the private property of Hanyue Cave? It's ridiculous." Xiang Hao sneered.

"Your Excellency, this is outside the Hanyue Cave. Please pay attention to your tone and attitude, otherwise, your life will be in danger." Hanyue Shengzi said coldly.

A small demon god gave him enough headaches, causing his prestige in Hanyue City to be greatly reduced, but now a seemingly powerful contemporary suddenly appeared, and the Son of Hanyue was really depressed.

"To unreasonable people, my tone has always been like this. I can't help it if I don't like it. If I want to single out, let the horse come over." Xiang Hao said indifferently.

Hiss, many people gasped, what happened today?It's fine for the little devil backed by the city lord's mansion to dare to challenge the Holy Son, but now a guy who doesn't know where he came from unexpectedly also confronted the Holy Son.

Holy Son Hanyue was furious, he couldn't kill the little devil god, and he didn't dare to kill the little devil god Liwei, but Xiang Hao, a character who didn't know where he came from, he dared to kill.

"You beg to die, and I will grant you." Hanyue Shengzi knew that if he didn't kill Xiang Hao, his prestige would drop again.

"Stop." At this moment, a cold voice came from the cave, and then came out a woman who looked like a Guanghan fairy, with a peerless beauty, as cold and proud as snow.

It's a woman in white, whom Xiang Hao met on the Road to Slay Gods.

"Are you out of customs?" Hanyue Shengzi immediately changed his face, came to the woman in white in a personable manner, and spoke softly.

The woman in white nodded and asked indifferently, "What's going on?"

"It's no big deal, it's just a clown. The saint doesn't have to worry about such trivial matters, I'll take care of it." Hanyue Shengzi said with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, Master Shengzi is good at picking up girls, haha." In the void, the little devil laughed unscrupulously.

The Son of Hanyue automatically ignored the Little Demon God, he was not willing to fight another battle with the Little Demon God at this time.

The woman in white was expressionless, and when she was about to say something, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xiang Hao in front of the crowd.

"It's you?" The woman in white was slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect you to be the Holy Maiden of the Cold Moon Cave. Disrespect and disrespect." Xiang Hao cupped his fists, his tone and movements were more mocking than polite.

The woman in white frowned, but didn't say anything, but Hanyue Shengzi seemed angry, pointed at Xiang Hao, and said loudly: "What are you? This is not a place where you can come if you want, and you don't have the right to speak , Get out of here quickly."

"Wuliang the god of the gods, Xiang Hao, if you can bear this, the poor Taoist will break up with you." The Taoist Wuliang fanned the flames, but seeing the way he looked at the Hanyue Shengzi, he was really angry.

"Forbearance?" Xiang Hao smiled coldly: "In my world, there is no forbearance."

"What can you do? It's just an ant." Son of Hanyue, he didn't take Xiang Hao seriously at all.

"No way, I'll give you a sword." Xiang Hao suddenly took out the sword embryo, and with the sword out, the flying snow in the sky suddenly rioted, as if they had been given a soul, and they all came alive, accompanied by the murderous sword light, moving with the sword , Slashed towards the Holy Son of Hanyue.

This is a sword of flying snow, which contains a fierce artistic conception, the picture is beautiful, but the lethality is huge, this sword caused a sensation in the audience.

"Sword will?"

"Sure enough, it's a boy born from a hero. Given time, I'm afraid it won't be a problem for this boy to surpass the Holy Son of Hanyue." An old man said loudly, but what he said was tantamount to praising Xiang Hao for killing him.

"Shameless, I'll show you the real Yijian Feixue." Son Hanyue also quickly took out a big sword that radiated cold light.

(End of this chapter)