Soul Martial Emperor

Chapter 270 Fighting Yang Xu

"Brother Wu, it seems that someone doesn't care about the two of us. It's time to give him some color." Yang Xu said softly to Wu Wanli, but his eyes were on Meng Hao, full of murderous intent.

Wu Wanli also frowned, nodded slightly and said, "In that case, I'll leave him to you. Lu Yu, I will stop him."

"Brother Wu, don't worry, just leave it to me," Yang Xu said, looking at Meng Hao with a strong sense of sarcasm in his eyes.

Said: "Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me. It seems that there will be one less person in Chiyue Valley today."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. Compared with Wu Wanli, Yang Xu was probably weaker. Meng Hao was not sure of winning against Wu Wanli, but against Yang Xu, Meng Hao was not afraid at all.

Lu Yu flashed out, flied towards Wu Wanli, and said with a light smile, "Brother Meng, I stopped Wu Wanli, but the outcome is hard to say, so Yang Xu has to be handed over to you."

Then the sound transmission said: "There is Qian Yuan, you have to be careful of him, the people in the moxibustion organization are more insidious, so don't let him plot against you."

Meng Hao immediately sent a voice transmission: "Brother Lu, don't worry, there are two-winged demon scorpions guarding the side, even if Qian Yuan has some thoughts, it will be of no use."

Lu Yu was a little startled when he heard the words. Originally, he thought that Meng Hao would use the power of the two-winged Sky Demon Scorpion to counter Yang Xu, but he didn't expect that the other party had no plan to use the power of the Sky-winged Sky Demon Scorpion at all.

But at this time, Lu Yu can only trust Meng Hao. Besides, Lu Yu has more confidence in himself. Generally, he is more accurate in judging people. He always feels that Meng Hao is hiding something deep and his methods are not simple. He should be able to compete with Master Jujian. Yang Xu's.

At this moment, Meng Hao turned his attention to Yang Xu. Since the other party wants to play, then let him have fun with him, and make him regret that he provoked him.

"Great Sword Master Yang Xu, I heard that your Eternal Sword Sect has a sword art called Myriad Thousand Sword Soul Art. I wonder if you can let me see it." Meng Hao chuckled at Yang Xu, quite interested. road.

"Hmph, with your strength, I'm not qualified to use the Thousand Sword and Soul Art, just die." Yang Xu sneered, holding a pitch-black giant sword, it turned into a black light and flew towards Meng Hao.

Flying in the air, the pitch-black giant sword in his hand suddenly smashed down towards Meng Hao's head, as if he regarded the giant sword as a brick.

Meng Hao looked up, and saw that the pitch-black sword light was a bit dazzling, causing Meng Hao's eyes to narrow slightly. He immediately raised his right hand, clenched his fist and blasted at the pitch-black giant sword.

Boom! ! !

Fiery spiritual power wrapped around the fist, and a wave of violent breath gradually spread out, landing on the pitch-black giant sword, making a deep sound.

Hiss! ! !

Terrible power spread from the sword, and Meng Hao's body was shaken back, leaving a fiery mark on the ground.

At the same time, Yang Xu was also sent flying back by Meng Hao's powerful force. He did a few somersaults in the air before he landed steadily.

A light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. The other party was the core disciple of the Eternal Sword Sect, and he was also known as the master of the giant sword. Naturally, his strength should not be underestimated, and immediately stimulated the emergence of fiery spiritual power.

Then he jumped up and pressed his palms downward, at the same time a violent force radiated from his palms, attacking Yang Xu.

"Great Sky Demonic Hand"! ! !
The terrifying flames quickly appeared in the air, and faintly turned into a palm with a size of hundreds of feet. There were mysterious runes appearing on the palm, which looked mysterious and extraordinary.

The ultimate move of the seventh level of Huo Ling Zhen Jue is as powerful as the middle-level esoteric martial arts, but Meng Hao is not too proficient in mastering it now, so the power can be weaker.

Even so, the power is also somewhat frightening. After all, it is the martial arts contained in the peerless soul formula, so naturally it should not be underestimated.

Yang Xu looked at the palm that was pressing down on him, and his expression became slightly dignified. He felt some pressure from this palm.

Immediately, he folded his palms together, and the violent spiritual power slowly gathered around his body, and at the same time, a wave of tyrannical power slowly bloomed.

"Nine Firmaments Palm"! ! !
The aura on Yang Xu's body suddenly reached its peak, and then he raised his palm and slapped the huge palm in the sky.

This is a low-level esoteric martial art of palm art. Yang Xu is not only good at sword art, but also has some experience with palm art, and he is not familiar with it.

As if a palm came from beyond the clouds, it rose from the ground with a breezy and calm momentum, revealing a carefree atmosphere.

Boom! ! !

The two attacks met in mid-air, and an astonishing roar erupted. Both of them took two steps back at the same time, obviously neither took advantage.

But the moment Yang Xu landed, white light shone under Meng Hao's feet, which turned into a huge dragon head, and appeared directly in front of Yang Xu, with a faint smile on his face.

Violent spiritual power emerged from his hand, and he threw it at Yang Xu. There was no fancy, but it swept away with a punch weighing ten thousand catties.

"What a fast speed." A look of astonishment flashed in Yang Xu's eyes. Meng Hao's speed was a bit unexpected. Although he was a little surprised, his reaction was not slow, and he crossed his hands in front of him.

The pitch-black spiritual power wrapped his hands, and he took a defensive posture, waiting for Meng Hao's punch to strike, but he found that Meng Hao was nowhere in front of him, and even the punch disappeared without a trace.

"Here", when Yang Xu was astonished, Meng Hao's indifferent voice sounded behind Yang Xu, causing Yang Xu to turn around abruptly.

But how could Meng Hao miss such a good opportunity, before Yang Xu turned around, he punched Yang Xu on the back.

puff! ! !

Yang Xu was thrown flying by Meng Hao's punch, spurting a mouthful of blood along the way, crashing several big trees before stopping.

Yang Xu got up and patted the dust off his body, a cold look appeared on his face, he was a little careless just now, and then he caught Meng Hao's words.

"You have angered me successfully, and I will tear you to pieces next," Yang Xu said in a rather vicious cold voice, and then a bloodthirsty killing intent emerged from his body.

Even his pitch-black spiritual power turned dark red at this time, and Meng Hao's face changed slightly when he saw this scene. Yang Xu was completely different at this time, so he had to be careful.

Just as Meng Hao was staring at Yang Xu, he suddenly realized that Yang Xu's body had disappeared, his pupils constricted immediately, and his body backed away.

"Go to hell", a deep voice sounded behind Meng Hao, Yang Xu appeared behind Meng Hao at some point, Yin Hong's spiritual power wrapped his fist and landed on Meng Hao's back.

However, it pierced through Meng Hao's body directly. It turned out that in an instant, Meng Hao urged his movements and martial arts to disappear in place. Because the speed was too fast, only an afterimage remained in place.

"The speed has become much faster. It should be the soul formula that has stimulated the cultivation." Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he also knew why Yang Xu's speed had increased so much.

Before Meng Hao had time to think, another violent palm wind came from the left side, which was also Yang Xu's attack.

Meng Hao didn't intend to fight Yang Xu recklessly, he urged his physical skills and martial arts to escape from this place, not to confront Yang Xu, facing the berserk Yang Xu, Meng Hao was not sure how to deal with him.

(End of this chapter)