The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

"Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng!"

Just as Zhao Hao finished communicating with Emperor Yan, and Xin Xin had just withdrawn from the Dao communication group, there was a sound of clanging metal hitting and clanging in his ears.

Afterwards, bursts of sharp, heavy, biting, or cold sword energy and sword intent penetrated from outside Lanruo Temple into the wing room.

In fact, the bursts of sword intent were not aimed at Zhao Hao's room at this time, but the sword intent outside Lanruo Temple at this time was quite intense and strong, and thus penetrated in all directions, and then a part of it His sword intent diffused into this wing?

"Someone fighting?"

Zhao Hao's spiritual thoughts only searched a little, and found that on a piece of grass outside Lanruo Temple, there was a sullen man wearing a black sky-high crown, soft armor, tight pants, and a black cloak. A young man is fighting Yan Chixia with a sword.

The swordsman's sword moves are also incomparably exquisite. Every sword is like an antelope's horns. , can stir up billowing smoke and dust, and the mighty wind makes the air tremble.

Trembling bursts of ripples.

It is amazing to be able to achieve this step with only the internal strength of a secular warrior.

"The man in the black cloak seems to be probably Xiahou."

In A Chinese Ghost Story, there has always been a swordsman with high martial arts skills, pestering Yan Chixia, in order to compete with Yan Chixia for the title of the world's number one sword.

Unfortunately, every time he fights swords with Yan Chixia, he loses miserably!

In fact, this is also normal. After all, Yan Chixia has entered the Tao through martial arts, and she is not a pure warrior at all, but a monk who has refined the realm of Taoism. Outside the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements.

That Xiahou is just a warrior, how could he compete with Yan Chixia?

In fact, it is very rare for Xia Hou to be able to fight Yan Chixia for a lifetime, and with just the body of a warrior, he can burst out with a strength that is not inferior to the cultivation level of the God of Refining Void Returning Realm.

It's just a pity, but in the end, he was bewitched by the female ghost in Lanruo Temple, and was sucked and fucked by the thousand-year-old tree demon!

' But that's none of my business. '

'It's just two mere mortals fighting. '

Zhao Hao chuckled lightly.

Although the martial arts shown by Xiahou and Yan Chixia were extremely extraordinary, he couldn't arouse the slightest interest in them.

It's like a top mathematician in the world, watching two elementary school students fight arithmetic problems, no matter how fast these two elementary school students calculate, how much more than their peers, how can it arouse the interest of mathematicians?

The difference is too big!

And the gap between Xia Hou, Yan Chixia and Zhao Hao is even bigger than the gap between elementary school students and the world's top mathematicians!

It is not a level of comparison at all!

He lifted his foot, took a step, walked out of the wing room, out of Lanruo Temple, and passed by the wasteland where Yan Chixia and Xiahou competed swords.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!  …"

On that wasteland, sword qi criss-crossed, and each sword qi was as sharp as a magic weapon. Wherever each sword qi passed, it cut and scraped the air sharply, and even brought out the people on the wasteland. There are long and deep sword marks.

"Little brother, it's dangerous, stay away from here quickly, don't get close!"

Seeing that Zhao Hao was getting closer and closer to the place where he and Xiahou were fighting swords, and there was no tendency to stop, Yan Chixia yelled at Zhao Hao.

In Yan Chixia's eyes, Zhao Hao is just an ordinary person full of energy and yang energy. Such an ordinary person is at most a little stronger than ordinary people, so how can he withstand the dense sword energy that he and Xia Hou stirred up?

Just one sword qi is enough to cut Zhao Hao horizontally!

However, as if Zhao Hao didn't hear Yan Chixia's words, he continued to walk forward, getting closer and closer to the barren grassland where Yan Chixia and Xiahou fought swords, and saw that a sword energy was about to strike Zhao Hao .

"Confused, silly boy, are you tired of working?"

An anxious look flashed in Yan Chixia's eyes, she swung Xiahou's sword away, and was about to rush towards Zhao Hao to block the sword energy for him.

When Yan Chixia rushed towards Zhao Hao, her flaws were immediately exposed. Xiahou was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately attacked Yan Chixia with his sword. Zhao Hao's figure drew his sword back to defend.

"Xiahou, are you crazy? Didn't you see that kid was about to die under our sword energy?" Yan Chixia yelled at Xiahou.

"What does that kid's life have to do with me? I only care about whether I can defeat you this time!"

A stern look flashed in Xiahou's eyes, and the sword attacks became more intensive and ruthless, forcing Yan Chixia to be unable to pull away for a while!

"Forget it! Forget it! He had advised that kid to leave Lanruo Temple a long time ago, but he refused to listen, but he didn't expect that the kid didn't die at the hands of the ghost, but at the hands of you and me."

A gleam of sadness flashed across Yan Chixia's face.

The sword energy that charged towards Zhao Hao was extremely fast, like a rainbow light, if he hadn't been affected by Xiahou just now, he could still save Zhao Hao before that sword energy killed Zhao Hao.

But now, Zhao Hao may have been torn to pieces by that sword energy.

"Have no regard for human life, what is my deed different from a monster? Xiahou, this time you have made me kill innocent people and commit crimes, but you cannot be forgiven lightly!"

Yan Chixia's complexion gradually became cold and stern, and the aura on her body became several times thicker.

But he didn't hold back any more, he fully utilized his strength, and he already had the intention to completely subdue Xiahou.

"boom!"

On the long sword held by Yan Chixia, a thick layer of red light suddenly erupted. When the red light appeared, a loud thunderous sound exploded out of thin air.

Afterwards, Yan Chixia held the sword and slashed towards Xiahou. The speed, power, and power of this sword were at least ten times stronger than Yan Chixia's previous sword moves!The red light brought by the long sword is like a red thunder falling from the sky.

However, at this moment, Xiahou was stunned.

It was as if she was petrified by Yan Chixia's sword at this time.

"Huh... No, Xiahou's eyes are not on me at the moment. When facing the enemy, he doesn't concentrate on the opponent. This is a big taboo for warriors. Xiahou can't make such a mistake!"

"His gaze at the moment seems to be... in the direction of that silly boy."

"What the hell did he see?"