The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

Zhao Hao smiled at Huang Xuan: "How about it, how powerful was that move just now?"

Huang Xuan clapped his hands to Zhao Hao and said, "Okay, very good!"

Huang Xuan had already suffered Zhao Hao's losses twice after practicing twice. He could no longer continue to underestimate the young man in front of him. Zhao Hao's continuous actions were worthy of making him serious.

Huang Xuan pulled out the long sword from behind, pointed at Zhao Hao and said, "For the last time, I won't keep my hand!"

Zhao Hao looked at the long sword in Huang Xuan's hand. There were fluctuations of Yuanli on it, which meant that this sword was not a supernatural being, and it should also be a fairy weapon.

Huang Xuan has to get serious, the only way for Zhao Hao to win is to strike first.

Zhao Hao recited the formula in his mouth, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and shouted: "Five thunder seals, one seal breaks through the air!"

A bolt of lightning struck down the dark cloud in the sky fiercely.

Huang Xuan's body flashed and disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he reached in front of Zhao Hao, waving the long sword in his hand.

Zhao Hao saw the long sword swinging towards him, and hurriedly took two steps back, raised his arms, and the Yuan force in his body quickly condensed into his arms.

"Oh!"

Zhao Hao's body slid on the ground for a certain distance before stopping.

"So strong!"

Zhao Hao touched his slightly sore arms. Huang Xuan's sword swipe just now contained a lot of energy, and his arms ached slightly after colliding with him.

Sure enough, there is still a certain gap between this ordinary weapon and this fairy weapon, and the power of the fairy weapon is really different.

Zhao Hao stroked his arm and read silently.

Huang Xuan waved his long sword and said: "The power of thunder you summoned is indeed domineering, but the speed is too slow, and the practice is not enough. It is useless if you can't hit people. Anyway, our cultivation is here, and our cultivation is a head higher than yours. There is a possibility of instant killing you."

Zhao Hao thought to himself, "What Huang Xuan said is right. Although the 'Five Thunder Seals' are powerful, they are not strong enough and the speed is too slow. Now that Huang Xuan is prepared, it will be difficult to hit him. If the gap between them is widened too much, it will be even more difficult to win.

"Triple Sword Qi!"

With a wave of Huang Xuan's long sword, three sword shadows shot out from the sword and shot directly at Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao pushed forward with both hands, and a large Yuanli barrier was quickly condensed in front of him, trying to block the three incoming sword qi.

Huang Xuan sneered and said, "Naive!"

"boom!"

The Yuanli Barrier condensed by Zhao Hao was immediately shattered when touched by the three sword qi, and the three sword qi still rushed towards Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao reached out and grabbed one of the sword shadows, and the other two passed by him, leaving a bloodstain on his face.

Zhao Hao's body followed the sword shadow back a few steps, and a ball of flame burned out in his hand, burning the sword shadow to pieces.

There was a stream of air in Zhao Hao's body rushing into his mouth, he felt the sweetness of the tip of his teeth, and knew what it was, so he quickly swallowed it.

"How about it, how powerful is my move just now?"

Huang Xuan held his sword and said with a smile, just now Zhao Hao laughed at him like this, and he slowly let Zhao Hao return all those ridicules.

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "It's okay!"

"I'll see how hard your mouth is."

Zhao Hao saw that Huang Xuan was about to launch an attack, but he felt a little unconfident. The gap between him and Huang Xuan was getting bigger and bigger, let alone the gap in cultivation. Zhao Hao only has two fists, so how can he fight against his opponent?

At this time, Wang Lu, who was sitting behind them, said, "Brother Zhao Hao, I will lend you this fan for now!"

Wang Lu stretched out his hand and threw the fan at Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao turned around and took the fan, nodded his thanks to Wang Lu, and then opened the fan to Huang Xuan.

Huang Xuan was taken aback, saw the fan in Zhao Hao's hand, and looked at Wang Lu in puzzlement.

"This?"

Wang Lu said with a smile: "I didn't make a move, but it's not a disadvantage to borrow something for someone else. Besides, you have a magic weapon, but he doesn't. This is not a fair duel."

Huang Xuan felt that what Wang Lu said made sense. His own cultivation base was higher than Zhao Hao's, and now he had a fairy weapon in his hand, so he meant to be a bit of a bully, and it was reasonable to borrow someone else's magic weapon.

Zhao Hao caressed the ink white paper fan, and a powerful fluctuation of Yuan force radiated from the fan. He also felt something different than before. After careful feeling, he discovered that Wang Lu had sealed the seal on the fan. It was released, and now he can use the fan freely.

Now Zhao Hao understands that Wang Lu is helping him, and he will not be afraid if he has this treasure. He has long wanted to see how powerful this fan is.

"With one more magic weapon, you are still no match for me!"

"Triple Sword Qi!"

With a wave of Huang Xuan's hand, three sword qi flew towards Zhao Hao, this time the power of the sword qi was obviously much stronger than before.

Zhao Hao saw the coming of the sword energy, and just about to make a move, he saw a big word 'defense' slowly appearing on the fan, and then the word disappeared.

Zhao Hao said to the fan: "Defense!"

The ink and white paper fan automatically flipped upwards, a ray of light was emitted from the paper fan, and a light screen appeared in front of him. Three sword qi hit the light screen, and were immediately blocked by the light screen and fell to the ground. Then disappear.

"how is this possible?"

Huang Xuan saw that his attack was useless. How could the power of the light screen that appeared suddenly be so strong that he couldn't even break through his own moves.

Zhao Hao looked at the fan and chuckled. This fan is indeed a good treasure. You only need to read the desired move to it, and it will be automatically set immediately. It is simply too convenient.

Huang Xuan snorted coldly, swung his long sword, and muttered something.

"Blood Blade!"

Huang Xuan swung his sword, and blood mist emitted from his sword. There were countless blood blades hidden in the blood mist, and the blood blades rushed towards Zhao Hao like a long knife.

Zhao Hao saw countless blood blades rushing towards him, so he glanced at the fan, and saw the words on the fan: "The incarnation of the wind, without a trace!"

Zhao Hao watched the shadows on the fan disappear, and he read out this formula. Although he didn't know what he was talking about, as long as he followed it, everything would be fine.

Zhao Hao recited the mantra, swung the fan forward, and a strong wind flew out from the fan. The wind was so strong that it flew sand and rocks, and swept away all the blood blades that were about to come in front of him.

Huang Xuan was dumbfounded for a moment. Just now, an inexplicable gust of wind neutralized all his attacks. This is simply unbelievable.

"How did this happen? What's going on here? Why didn't my attacks reach that kid's side, and all my moves were dispelled. Could it be because of the fan in that kid's hand?"

Only then did Huang Xuan understand that the attack just now had been dispelled because of the fan in Zhao Hao's hand.