After the loud noise, Ling Hao and Lu Min flew two to three hundred meters away at the same time.
After Ling Hao's cultivation has been raised to the seventh level, his combat power is enough to compete with the strong men of the ninth level, provided that he activates the Overlord Sword Art.
Originally, Lu Min could attack through mental power. Unfortunately, he met Ling Hao, a thousand-year-old prodigy whose mental power was not inferior to him.
Therefore, Lu Min will be unable to do anything to Ling Hao for a while!
"You are so courageous, you actually dare to take the blood of the Xuanyuan people!" Lu Min adjusted his breath slightly and then looked at Ling Hao and said.
"And you dare to display it in such a grand manner, I really admire you!"
¡°Obviously, he naturally knows the dragon-shaped mark.
And he also believed that Ling Hao must have obtained Xuanyuan's bloodline through some secret method.
"Who told you that my bloodline came from someone else's body?" Ling Hao replied lightly.
"Haha, what a joke!" Lu Min replied coldly.
"If you are from the Xuanyuan clan, how could you be serving in the capital? The Xuanyuan clan and the capital don't wear the same pants!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Hao and his tone dropped.
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. If you slap me again, if you still survive, I will let you live today!"
Phew!
After the words fell, he started again. This time, his aura was much stronger than before.
?Looking at this posture, he probably wants to show off his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.
"Give me a slap!"
The next moment, he shouted loudly, and a huge palm appeared in the void.
Immediately afterwards, the palm of the phantom shot down towards Ling Hao like a small mountain.
For a moment, the surrounding air surged wildly like a tornado, and the entire void was turned upside down.
"Brother Ling Hao, be careful!"
"Brother, be careful!"
Several people thousands of meters away shouted out at the same time. Even though they were thousands of meters away, they could all feel the terror of this palm.
Whoops!
Just when Ling Hao was holding the Crazy Sword in his hand, he was about to activate the Tyrant Sword Technique again.
An ancient sword formed by the condensation of true energy shot towards the phantom palm as fast as a white horse passing through the gap.
As if entering an uninhabited place, the ancient sword of true energy easily passed through the palm of the shadow, disappeared directly from Lu Min's heart, and passed through.
The next moment, the scene fell into a dead silence, and the pressure in the void disappeared.
"Halfhalf step to the Holy Spirit"
After a while, Lu Min struggled to say a few words, her pupils expanded rapidly, and then she fell straight down, and a large amount of blood flowed out from under her body.
Hiss!
There was a burst of exclamation from all around, and everyone looked at Lu Min, who was lying motionless on the ground, dumbfounded.
one move! Just one move!
A strong man at the ninth level of the Supreme Realm was instantly killed with one move!
It¡¯s really scary!
"The Supreme Elder!" A group of people from the Fengyun Sacred Sect shouted in pain and ran over one by one.
At the same time, Lu Yue, Xuan Chenxi and others also ran to Ling Hao's side.
The people of the Feng Family and the Chuangshi Dao Sect stared solemnly at a figure flying in from outside the wall.
¡°It may be a bit exaggerated to describe it as ¡®flying¡¯, but the person here is indeed flying in the air!
In fact, those who have reached the late supreme realm can span hundreds of meters with a single leap. In a sense, they can barely be regarded as flying in the air!
"Walking in the air is actually just a general concept. There is no unified rule on how long you have to leave the ground or how far you fly to be considered flying in the air!
"Hundreds of meters also count, thousands of kilometers count, it's just that the distance is different!"
"Brother Ling Hao, how are you?"
At the same time, Xuan Chenxi asked, and everyone in Lu Yue also looked at Ling Hao with concern.
"I'm fine, don't worry!" Ling Hao shook his head.
"Brother, is that person from Tianshan?" Xuan Pang asked, pointing at the figure that came in from the air.
"No!" Ling Hao shook his head and responded: "I didn't notify anyone in Tianshan this time."
"Who could that be?" Xuan Chenxi said with a solemn face: "The true energy can take shape and fly in the air, which is at least half a step to the holy level!"
On the way to martial arts, the level above the Supreme Realm is the Holy Realm!
?Like the Supreme, the Supreme Saint also goes from the first level to the ninth level, with the first level being the weakest and the ninth level being the strongest.
Of course, there is still a hurdle between the Supreme and the Holy, and that is half-step to the Holy!
The two realms of the Holy and the Supreme are completely different concepts!
A powerful man in the Holy Realm according to the Eight Classics of Zhenger is a peerless master in the true sense.
??Especially in the late stage of the Holy Saint, it is no longer a myth to escape from the heavens to the earth, turn the rivers and seas upside down, and cause the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack in the blink of an eye.
Even if it is only half a step to the Holy Saint, it is definitely not comparable to the Supreme Realm.
With just one move, he died in the hands of the Half-Step Saint. This is the gap!
"Youwho are you? You actually killed the supreme elder of my sect"
A protector elder from the Fengyun Holy Sect looked at the man and spoke tremblingly.
"Just an old immortal who is impatient to live!" The figure strolled over, pointing in the direction of Ling Hao as he walked.
"Now that I know that he took away the blood of my Xuanyuan clan, this old immortal still wants to kill people. If I kill him, how can I trace this matter!"
"Youare you from the Xuanyuan clan?" The guardian elder trembled.
A person¡¯s name, the shadow of a tree, he knew very well the weight of the word Xuanyuan.
The overall strength is still higher than that of the Feng clan, and he is definitely a being that the Fengyun Holy Sect looks up to!
"What do you think?" As the figure spoke, he was already fifty or sixty meters away from Ling Hao.
He is in his fifties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong figure. There is no aura fluctuation around his body, but his whole person has a full aura and is not angry or intimidating.
"Are you Lingshuai, the Western King of Daxia? Are you from Tianshan?" The man named Xuanyuan Minghui looked at Ling Hao and said calmly.
"Any advice?" Ling Hao asked.
At this time, because he had restrained his momentum, the dragon-shaped mark between his eyebrows had long since disappeared.
"Who did you get your bloodline from?"
Xuanyuan Minghui stared at Ling Hao with eyes like two sharp knives, with a commanding tone.
"Do I need to tell you?" Ling Hao glanced at the other party.
He knew that his mother was from the Xuanyuan family. If we were to look at blood relations alone, the person in front of him was probably his elder.
But since my mother married into the Murong family, she changed her surname.
¡°Moreover, when he was a child, he rarely heard his mother mention the Xuanyuan family.
?Obviously, there must be a special reason behind this.
Therefore, before he figured out the reason, he would naturally not tell the other party about his life experience.
The Xuanyuan clan is so luxuriant that its direct and collateral clans total number in the tens of thousands, so there must be constant internal fighting within the clan.
"Huh?" After hearing Ling Hao's words, a cold breath spread from Xuanyuan Minghui's body. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com