Chapter 3188 No Regrets

"Thank you, senior brother!" Nangong Hanhai smiled.

Up to this moment, he had already determined that he, who was only at the early stage of the Immortal Realm, was no match for Luo Yinghao. So far, Luo Yinghao had only suffered some insignificant injuries in the fight between the two sides, but his side had almost reached the level of The gap between the two sides is evident to the extent that the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

However, Nangong Hanhai didn't feel too unwilling about this. They were both geniuses of the generation, and the difference in strength between them was very limited. Under such circumstances, Luo Yinghao had been practicing for more than ten years longer than him.

Nangong Hanhai is completely proud of being able to survive his repeated attacks and injure him to this extent. After all, even Yang Xiong and Qi Yao, who entered the sect at the same time as him, have never forced Luo Yinghao. For this reason.

It can be said that at this time, Nangong Hanhai has accomplished something that almost all disciples of the Baitian Sect have never accomplished.

But at this time, Nangong Hanhai also knew in his heart that since Luo Yinghao would say this, he would have absolute confidence in the next move, and if he could not resist it, the final result would most likely be his own death. .

As soon as he thought of this, Nangong Hanhai's whole body and mind became completely silent. At the same time, he slowly clenched his right hand, and the sky-shaking punch he had just performed began to shrink, and finally turned into a faint one on his right fist. Shadow.

"Borrowing the power of heaven and earth, condensing the power of ghost gold and divine fire, and integrating the fist that shakes the sky, one method can break it, and all methods can be broken!"

While Nangong Hanhai shouted loudly, Luo Yinghao's eyes also flashed with light, and then a thin line of sword light appeared in Nangong Hanhai's body, ignoring the space barrier. above one punch.

bite!

A crisp sound spread throughout the entire martial arts arena, and then a sense of dizziness suddenly arose in the minds of many disciples with weaker cultivation levels. Immediately afterwards, the defensive formations around the arena that Mu Zhengan had just opened also A huge earthquake occurred.

Under the thin line of sword light, a crack suddenly appeared on the fist seal that condensed all of Nangong Hanhai's cultivation. Then, like porcelain, the crack suddenly spread and wrapped the entire fist seal, and finally Accompanied by a more violent space shock, the fist seal dissipated, and the thin sword light was also consumed by the last inch as the fist seal collapsed.

However, even this inch of Xu Jianmang, the moment it entered Nangong Hanhai's body, still shattered less than half of his originally not powerful body. The entire right arm and even the right half of his chest were completely shattered, and blood flowed out. The internal organs were gushing out wildly, still twitching slightly, and the stubble of bones was exposed.

At this moment, Nangong Hanhai's aura was almost completely extinguished. As the master, the third elder had already rushed towards the ring with a roar, but even so, he still looked at the man hundreds of feet away with a smile. Luo Yinghao vomited out several large mouthfuls of blood due to the backlash of his fist seal shattering.

"Senior Brother Luo, does this sword have a name?"

Hearing this, Luo Yinghao forced down the almost boiling blood in his chest, and after pondering for a moment, he responded with a smile, "Strictly speaking, it is, but it is more monotonous. The name is Yi Jian, because I believe that everything in this world is They can all be destroyed with one sword!"

"A sword?" Nangong Hanhai whispered, but in the next moment his body fell from the air. But before he hit the ground, the third elder who had already rushed to the ring took him into his arms with a look of distress on his face.

At the same time, Luo Yinghao turned around with a solemn expression to look at all the Tianbai Sect disciples on the martial arts field, and then gave a loud shout.

"I, Luo Yinghao, failed to defeat Nangong Hanhai with just one sword strike. I hereby admit defeat to him!"

The moment the words fell, Luo Yinghao's body also fell weakly from the air. However, he did not have a master who cared about him as much as the third elder, so with a muffled thud, he fell directly to the ground. On the ground, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, but he never had the strength to get up again.

Unknowingly, Mu Zhengan appeared beside him. Luo Yinghao was slightly startled when he saw this, and then hurriedly said, "Greetings to the sect leader!"

Mu Zhengan slowly shook his head, "There is no need for this. After this battle, have you gained any insights?"

Luo Yinghao pondered for a moment, then finally raised his head and said.

"Although it seems that I won this battle, on the other hand, I lost, and my defeat was extremely simple. With my cultivation in the early stage of the Immortal Realm, I was able to compete with me who had exerted all my strength. And he succeeded in severely injuring me in the end. From this point of view alone, if we were to fight him when we were at a similar level, I would have no chance at all!"

"Then why don't I see any reluctance on your face?" Mu Zhengan asked.

Luo Yinghao laughed, "Not willing to give in? Why not? People can't live in the glory of the past forever, let alone who can really be sure where they will go in the future."

"I don't think that I will be weaker than others under any circumstances. It's just that Nangong is doing better than me before, but that doesn't mean that I will always be inferior to them in the future, let alone us. The relationship between them is not that of enemies. I believe it would be a good thing to have a few friends by my side when we reach the top together in the future!”

At this point, Luo Yinghao suddenly raised his right hand to Mu Zhengan, and then said to the sect master with a smile, "In any case, sect master, you have used so many good things on Qiu Dao and Nangong Hanhai, and now I am Luo Yinghao, who is currently the strongest disciple of the sect, also wants to ask you for a Heaven-Returning Pill, what do you think?"

Mu Zhengan was stunned at first, but then he could only laugh or cry. He took out a Heaven-Returning Pill from the space magic weapon and stuffed it directly into Luo Yinghao's mouth with a slightly horrified look in his eyes. Then he snorted coldly.

"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Do you want to use this thing to please Yueying? Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn!"

Luo Yinghao's face was full of despair. He never imagined that Mu Zhengan, the leader of the sect, would be so unreasonable. But at this point, he could only get up dejectedly and walk across the ruins of the ring towards the outside. Go.

When he passed by Mu Zhengan, he never forgot to say to him secretly, "Sect master, please don't give me a chance, otherwise I will definitely let you be my future son's master!"

After saying that, Mu Zhengan disappeared without waiting for him to react. It wasn't until he heard Mu Zhengan's suppressed angry roar that he left the sect with a mean smile.

He had long wanted to leave the sect and go out for training, but he always had a nostalgia for Han Yueying in his heart. This time the sect's competition finally saw her who had been away from the sect for more than ten years, which was the last thing in his heart. Pity.

Now that he has admitted defeat, there is no need to stay here anymore...