Chapter 890

"Okay, Silver-faced Rakshasa, let me meet you for a while, and let you know how powerful my ancient sword sect is!"

Neither Lei Wantian nor the white-haired old woman was willing to compete with the silver-armored woman. At this time, Xiang Tieta and Duan Huitian were blocked, and Yuan Hao freed his hands, suddenly full of pride, this silver-armored woman was in the limelight Zheng Jin, it is rare to meet an opponent under the gun, Yuan Hao's heart is higher than the sky, so he wants to give it a try.

Lie Yang's two-armed swords were hanging above his head at this time, like two dragons converging, the piercing sun's rays seemed to be shining like a scorching sun, like the rising sun, one left and one right, double-teaming the silver armored woman.

The silver-armored woman leaped forward, and the flying horse's wings spread slightly, like a shadow like electricity. It was only a few hundred zhang away, but in the blink of an eye it was in front of it.

With two light spears, without any tricks, and without much fluctuation in mana, the mighty Lieyang double-armed sword was thrown away.

Yuan Hao's body was shocked, his face changed slightly, and his body took a few steps back. The Lieyang double-handed sword that has been with him until now is hard to come by.

Although the woman in the silver armor looked heroic, she was actually a girl. The two light spears seemed to contain infinite power, tricky and domineering, and shocked him so much that his breathing was stagnant. under him!

"Among your disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, the woman with the Moon Spirit Sword Body is still decent. Although you have extraordinary aptitude, you are a little bit weaker in character. Let me know that there are powerful monks in the Moon Realm, but they are not in your ancient world. Jianzong."

The silver-armored woman's tone was flat, and she didn't pay attention to Yuan Hao. Although it was a fight just now, for the silver armored woman, it was like walking in a courtyard. The flying horse Lu Hong under his seat was connected with each other, and he galloped lightly towards Yuan Hao again.

"Then show me your methods!"

Let the woman in silver armor know who the powerful monk is, and Yuan Hao will naturally know who it is. How could Yuan Hao not know the top golden elixir masters of Zhanyue League, and the woman in silver armor in front of him was one of the most popular ones.

Only in the foundation building period before, he had suffered a loss at the hands of Lu Xiaotian, and he had no defeat at other times, even Luo Qing of the ancient sword sect was only as good as a chess game.

As one of the most promising Golden Core cultivators of the Ancient Sword Sect, Yuan Hao has always been under strict protection, and the most dangerous battles are often avoided by the suzerain as much as possible. This time the battle was extremely dangerous, otherwise it would not have allowed him to directly confront the silver armored woman.

The gun rain on the opposite side has the atmosphere of the Milky Way waterfall, but it does not have such an earth-shattering momentum.

"Two suns burning the sky!" Yuan Hao showed a dignified look on his face, he shouted loudly, and Lie Yang's two-armed sword returned with brilliance, and rushed towards the opponent.

The sword light poured out, in addition to the sword energy, the Duyang spiritual fire spewed out from it! This fire is also one of the extremely rare spiritual fires, which was integrated into the sword by Yuan Hao, and it is another major weapon of his sword.

A strange color flashed across the face of the silver armored woman, the body of the gun trembled, and a silver arc surged to the tip of the gun. There was a crackling sound, and the flames radiated in all directions, even the Lieyang double-handed sword was also numb from the explosion.

Yuan Hao's expression changed for a while, the mana of the other party was purer than his after all, and the artistic conception was even better.

If Yuan Hao avoids the edge for a while, maybe nothing will happen, but Yuan Hao has a strong nature, and he is born with a mentality of refusing to admit defeat, but he wants to compete with this silver armored woman, forcing this discomfort, Lie Yang The two-armed sword was in a stalemate with the spear waterfall.

But very soon, this feeling of discomfort became stronger and stronger, and his heart was so stuffy that he wanted to vomit, until he couldn't bear it anymore, Yuan Hao let out a muffled snort, and a trace of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"If you are weak, attack them, if you gather and divide them, if you are strong, you will avoid them. If you don't understand such a simple truth, if you blindly try to be strong and aggressive, you will waste your great talent."

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the silver armored woman's mouth. Killing the enemy is not just with the gun in her hand. The man in front of her is really not easy. If it is not for his bad mood, it is not easy to take him down. It is estimated that hundreds of moves will be required. Only by going outside can you win.

It's just that this man's magic power is pure, and the Lieyang double-handed sword is very powerful, but he is in a bad mood. Just a few words can already make her Dao heart unstable, and she has lost a little bit of strength. In a fight between masters, even a slight flaw can lead to defeat, not to mention that the opponent's strength is a little weaker than her.

There was no pity in the silver-armored woman's eyes, and the gun light broke through Lieyang's double-armed swords, and pierced Yuan Hao's chest as swiftly as a dragon.

"Junior brother, step back!" At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

In the daytime, a ray of clear moonlight poured down from the sky, like a path of stars and the moon, a woman with an exquisite figure walked up and down lightly under the radiance of the stars and moon, and in the blink of an eye, she was in the middle of her eyes. , the other party casually slashed a sword, like a crack in the starry sky, this sword did not have killing intent, what was there was only the coldness of the frosty and moonlit night, the moonlight was like water, flowing through the emptiness of the deep night.

The sharp gun light disappeared invisible under this sword.

"It's said that the ancient sword sect's sun and the moon compete for glory, but it's your Fairy Luo with the Moon Spirit Sword Body who can fight against me." The silver-armored woman's tone was as flat as usual, but compared to when she confronted Yuan Hao just now. , obviously a little more cautious.

"Senior sister, step back, and leave this silver-faced Rakshasa to me. It was just a momentary carelessness, and I will never let her please her later." Yuan Hao gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and drew Lie Yang's two-armed sword into his hand, His face was cold and serious.

"The suzerain has orders, do you dare to disobey the orders?" Luo Qing said coldly, without looking at Yuan Hao more.

Yuan Hao got angry for a while, so he wanted to look for other opponents. In the distant sky, another cloud of black air as thick as ink rolled over.

Inside, a man full of evil aura was revealed, holding a black real magic bottle in his hand, and wearing a crown of eight ghosts and dragons on his head. His eyes were deep-set, looking around like a nighthawk.

"Eight Underworld Sumo Diyao!" Lei Wantian, the white-haired old woman turned pale again when she saw the person coming. This Diyao is also a top Golden Core powerhouse who is not inferior to the silver-faced Rakshasa.

"The last time I learned Fairy Luo's swordsmanship, Di has been astonished. Today, I want to fight with Fairy Luo again, and ask Fairy to teach me." Di Yao looked at Luo Qingdao with a look of admiration. is in a different position, but that doesn't stop him from admiring it.

"Is there anything for you here?" The silver armored woman cast a sidelong glance at Di Yao, and swung her silver spear to the side, not showing Di Yao's face at all.

"Forget it, since you won't let the silver-faced Rakshasa, I'll come for a while. This Yuan Hao is, even though he's not so interesting, but he's still a rare opponent." The hand of the real magic bottle flipped and grabbed Yuan Hao in the air. There was an eight-eyed demon dog on the real magic bottle.

"The sword moves Haoyang!" Luo Hao took his mind, Lieyang's double-pronged sword was as strong as a dragon, plunged into the tumbling black energy, controlled the sword with his mind, and defeated the demon with the sword!

In the black air, there was a roar of beasts.