Dragon Sword God

Chapter 288 The Decree
The Saint Son of Hanyue was strangely angry, his sword was shining white and holy brilliance in the air, and the endless flying snow was dancing rhythmically.

"This is your so-called Yijian Feixue? It's really powerful, white hairs are flying all over the sky, evildoer, what is your body? Quickly reveal yourself." Xiang Hao laughed, the speed of the sword suddenly accelerated, and a storm swept towards Hanyue Sheng son.

The Holy Son of Hanyue's face was ashen, and he raised his long sword suddenly, and the snowflakes in the sky made the sound of piercing through the air, piercing through every inch of the void, and killing Xiang Hao.

Seen from a distance, Xiang Hao's sword energy is gathered, and Feixue's is also closed, but Hanyue Shengzi's is just the opposite, Feixue is spread out, covering a large area, killing Xiang Hao from all directions.

Boom, the two collided, each with its own advantages, circles of cold ripples spread, and pieces of flying snow exploded like cold fireworks.

Afterwards, both Xiang Hao and Hanyue Shengzi were the first to bear the brunt of it, taking a dozen or so steps back before they stood firm.

"Who the hell are you?" Holy Son Hanyue had a cold face. It was enough for a little demon god to be comparable to the Holy Son of the Cold Moon Cave. The son is very restless.

Xiang Hao grinned, and said: "Master Shengzi, it is obvious that I am the little god king. If you look at Hanyue City, few people dare to fight this god king."

Wow, Xiang Hao's words attracted a lot of scolding, but Xiang Hao was thick-skinned and didn't care at all.

"Big words, if I use all my strength, I will beat you to the ground with three moves." Shengzi Hanyue sneered.

"If I use all my strength, I will kill you with one move." Xiang Hao put his hands behind his back, looking like a master, with an extraordinary temperament.

The Holy Son of Hanyue congealed his breath, then became furious, and was about to teach Xiang Hao a harsh lesson.

"Holy Son, pay attention to your demeanor." The woman in white secretly transmitted the voice, and only the Holy Son could hear it.

The Holy Son of Hanyue held back, his eyelids twitched, and he really wanted to kill Xiang Hao, this kid is really too hateful.

The woman in white stared at Xiang Hao with a strange look in her eyes. She didn't expect Xiang Hao to be able to fight the Holy Son head-on, but it didn't mean anything. Xiang Hao was crushed into ashes.

"Come here to play wild, it is your most unwise choice, retreat quickly! Otherwise, your life will be lost." The woman in white said with an indifferent expression, like a tall goddess.

"Are you blind?" Xiang Hao frowned, and said unceremoniously: "It's obvious that some holy son started to pick things up first, why did I play wild here?"

"The Holy Son just misunderstood. Why are you so aggressive? If you really fight to the death, you will be the one who will suffer in the end. Be a human being and be smart. The Holy Son just doesn't want to argue with you." The woman in white stared at Xiang Hao indifferently.

"It's just an ant, dirty my Son's hands." Han Yue Shengzi folded his arms around his chest, standing on a high place and looking down at Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hao suddenly laughed out loud, but his eyes were as sharp as cold lightning. He pointed at the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, and said disdainfully: "In the crowd, the so-called Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are singing together like this. Is it impossible to bully this Divine King? Without the Cold Moon Cave, the two of you going up together are not enough to kill this Divine King."

"It's just an ant that doesn't even dare to say its name. It's ridiculous to dare to speak out." Holy Son Hanyue sneered.

"Then listen carefully." Xiang Hao said in a word: "My name is Xiang Hao."

"Xiang..." Shengzi Hanyue was about to speak contemptuously, but he suddenly realized that he could not speak contemptuously. He remembered the Donglin City incident that had spread throughout the Thirteen Cities recently, in which both Xiao Chang and Xiao Chang were destroyed. The protagonist of the house seems to be Xiang Hao.

The woman in white had her eyes fixed and her expression became much more serious.

In mid-air, the Little Demon God's eyes suddenly burst out with shocking fighting intent and some appreciation, staring at Xiang Hao with piercing eyes.

As for those watching, everyone was shocked.

"It turned out to be Xiang Hao, no wonder he dared to challenge the Holy Son."

"The Holy Son is unlucky too! He kicked the iron board again."

Someone whispered like this, and Shengzi heard it. Immediately, Hanyue Shengzi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Don't treat Hanyue Dongtian like the Xiao family and the Chang family, Xiang Hao, I don't mind playing with you." Hanyue Shengzi said indifferently, he said this to save some face.

But Xiang Hao was completely fearless, and directly said domineeringly: "If you don't have Hanyue Dongtian to back you up, you don't even have the qualifications to die in the hands of this god king. Of course, having a big backer is also a kind of strength, but if you want to kill It’s still not difficult for you, I advise you, it’s better to be humble.”

"Rampant, I can fight you right now." Shengzi Hanyue was furious, and stepped forward with great momentum.

But at this moment, the world seemed to darken, and a gloomy atmosphere permeated the place.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, heavy footsteps came, shaking the ground.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and they were all shocked immediately.

"It's the Senluo Palace."

"It is indeed the chariot of Sen Luo Temple."

Those were three dark devil tigers, they were regarded as chariot beasts, pulling a ten-foot-long chariot, with a black skull mark on the front of the chariot.

On the chariot, there were more than [-] people standing, the leader was covered in black robes, standing at the front of the chariot, his eyes swept across the crowd coldly, and finally stopped his gaze on Xiang Hao.

The people in Hanyue Dongtian were astonished, and then the Holy Son of Hanyue's face darkened, and he asked loudly: "Hanyue Dongtian and Senluo Palace have always been in harmony with the river. What is the meaning of the fellow Taoists in Senluo Palace to mobilize the crowd so much?"

"I don't intend to offend, Holy Son Hanyue, please forgive me." The man in black said indifferently, then pointed at Xiang Hao, and said, "It's him, Xiang Hao, that I'm looking for."

"So that's the case, fellow Taoists, please go ahead." Hanyue Shengzi's eyes lit up, wishing that Xiang Hao would be killed by the people of Senluo Palace.

Everyone's mood is not calm, it is really a wave of ups and downs.

Xiang Hao frowned, how did these people in Senluo Temple find themselves?Have you been being followed?Xiang Hao was a little puzzled.

"Wuliang the god of the gods, there are many masters, all of them are in the realm of the cave." The Taoist priest is gearing up, as if he is going to do a big job.

"Let's go, don't get involved." Xiang Hao whispered to Wu Liang.

Hearing the words, the immeasurable Taoist rolled his eyes and said happily, "You don't blame the poor Taoist? You won't beat the poor Taoist in the future?"

"No." Xiang Hao said.

"Farewell, poor Taoist." Innumerable Taoist priests ran away in a blink of an eye.

Xiang Hao was speechless, and the others were also speechless for a while. The boat of friendship is really capsized!
Among the people coming from Senluo Palace, the leader stared at Xiang Hao with cold eyes, and said loudly in a strong tone: "I will accept the decree of the holy son of my palace immediately on my knees."

The leader took out a roll of black paper, and the black paper spread with strange fluctuations, as if it was contaminated with the breath of hell.

"Dharma decree? The holy son of Senluo Temple is so majestic, I want to see what kind of tricks he is playing." Xiang Hao's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, causing the faces of the group of Senluo Temple to change drastically.

(End of this chapter)