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However, after all, under the impact of tens of thousands of catties, Yang Hao's body took three steps backwards, the gun's barrel hit the ground, and only then did he stand firm.

It's a pity that the strength is too small to cause any damage to him, it's just retreating.

On the other side, Song Candao, like a cannonball, flew out quickly, about to hit the wall in the blink of an eye, barely stepped on it and landed on the ground.

Shaking, ready to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Look at the sword! The evening wind blows the willows!"

"Holy Light shines!"

At this moment, two voices sounded, and a long sword and several rays of light enveloped Yang Hao's body.

Chapter 178

No one expected that the three of them would cooperate in such a tacit understanding, make merit and defend each other, and perform their respective duties!

Yang Hao had more evil smiles on his face, his eyes sparkled, and he shouted:

"Stab!"

Accompanied by the roar and the lightning steps under his feet, his body instantly reached ten times the speed of sound, and lightning was wrapped around his body, turning into a golden streamer and rushing out.

The long spear in his hand was half exposed, and at the moment of approaching the attack, it suddenly stabbed out.

Ignoring the swiftly approaching long sword, he directly hit the sword god's body, as if to pierce it with a single shot, not giving him a chance to live.

As for the holy light, the moment it just came, it was blocked by a wall of golden light and reflected back.

Whether it is ultra-high temperature or an attack that shakes the human eye, all are isolated.

On the contrary, the person behind the Holy Light who sent the power attack together was reflected by the Holy Light, and his eyes could not be opened instantly, tears flowed, and they were all red and swollen.

The body seemed to be enveloped by the high temperature, and it was very uncomfortable.

He quickly restrained his attack and looked at Yang Hao in shock.

Only Shengguang himself swayed the wooden staff in his hand, and the gemstones inlaid on it suddenly radiated red light, instantly forming a fire dragon and heading towards Yang Hao.

At this moment, Yang Hao, with the spear in his hand with a whimpering sound, quickly approached the Sword God's heart.

One inch long, one inch strong!

The lightning flashes around it made the Sword God's hair stand upright, and the gray robes rattled, clearly feeling how strong the blow was.

The swordsmanship in his hand changed instantly, from attack to defense.

The feet retreated again and again, and the blood-red long sword was repeatedly pointed out and landed on the barrel of the long spear.

The skillful swordsmanship, after one hundred and seven swords, finally eased all the power.

Yang Hao admired his swordsmanship, as expected of someone who could kill t3.

However, he is now an enemy, and there is no possibility to keep his hand.

The power of the shot was exhausted, and when he saw the fire dragon coming from the impact, he smiled again and shouted:

"Disperse!"

The long spear in his hand vibrated rapidly, and it was filled with golden light, like a dragon going out to sea, facing the fire dragon.

"boom!"

Yang Hao underestimated the power of Shengguang's ability. At the moment of the collision, it was as if a bomb exploded, bursting with amazing destructive power.

The gun body vibrated violently, and Yang Hao felt like he was grabbing a dragon, which was difficult to control.

The body was overturned by the violent force.

"Look at the sword, Wan Jian strikes!"

Yang Hao retreated, and the Sword God seized the opportunity again, and with a casual move, the long swords of the ten people behind him all flew out of their sheaths.

Divided into ten directions and attacked Yang Hao together.

"Ah... roll the knife!"

The ball-like Song Candao waved the broken sword in his hand again, and came from a distance against the ground.

Such a sword technique, specializing in the ground, leaves no room for the spear to play.

Almost at the same time, the holy light standing in the distance suddenly shouted:

"The Holy Light comes, the dawn of the world!"

As the roar sounded, the wooden sticks of the eleven people were raised in unison, and the rays of light converged into a huge and hot ball of light, which quickly flew towards Yang Hao.

Just a time to retreat, the three-dimensional attack came from a three-dimensional pavement.

In this regard, the young marshals standing at the mouth of the valley looked very ugly.

"Bah, shameless! Three people attack one, young marshal, come on!"

The witch disliked their siege and supported Yang Hao.

"The young marshal is fearless, he will definitely knock them all over, they are all rubbish! Unfortunately, our mission is not to help, otherwise we will definitely kill them all!"

Li Longtao next to him raised the nuclear magnetic storm gun in his hand and locked the Holy Light, but did not fire a bullet.