I Shall Seal the Heavens

Wang Tengfei stared at Meng Hao, with a cold light in his eyes, he took a step forward suddenly, raised his right hand to pat the storage bag, and immediately two rays of light flew out of his storage bag instantly, the precious color was crystal clear, it was a Only a stone tiger and a stone dragon.

As soon as these two magic weapons came out, they immediately shone brightly. The moment they appeared, a tiger's roar echoed, and a dragon's roar spread, and the two magic weapons directly turned into a white tiger several feet long and a dragon of ten feet long, surrounding Wang Tengfei, making Wang Tengfei Wang Tengfei looks very imposing, accompanied by dragons and tigers.

"You don't have to admit it, but this sword is mine. I don't agree. You can't take it away." As soon as Wang Tengfei's dark words came out, as he raised his right hand and pointed, the white tiger immediately roared and went straight to Meng Hao. Going away, the dragon roared, rushing towards Meng Hao like a rainbow.

Meng Hao backed away, raised his right hand and waved it, and immediately the wooden sword turned into a rainbow and flew out. At the same time, the wind blade technique and the fire snake technique permeated the air instantly.

The sound of the roar spread in all directions, Meng Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, and he galloped backwards. Looking at Wang Tengfei, who was stepping out from the roar, his white clothes were more snowy, his hair was flying, and his handsome face was full of murderous intent. There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Absurd, you said that I robbed you of the treasure. You clearly saw that this sword is not bad, and you want to try and rob it in this inner sect!"

"It's useless to say more, I'll kill you today to let you know what belongs to me, Wang Tengfei, and you are not qualified to take it away." Wang Tengfei's eyes were cold, and when he stepped out, he waved his right hand, immediately the white tiger and dragon roared, and went straight to Meng Hao again.

"Unique? There is only one in the world?" Meng Hao laughed, the sarcasm in his eyes became more and more intense, without concealing it, but in the depth of his sarcasm, there was a cold light of indifference.

"Then let's see if this is the unique treasure you mentioned." At the same time as Meng Hao's words came out, he slapped the storage bag with his left hand, and immediately a black light flew out, surrounded Meng Hao, and spread There were bursts of humming and sword ming.

This sword is exactly the second wooden sword copied by Meng Hao!

As soon as the sword came out, two identical wooden swords immediately whizzed by Meng Hao's side, and the sword light overflowed with majestic momentum.

The moment he saw the second wooden sword, Wang Tengfei's forward body shook suddenly, his eyes widened, showing disbelief, his mind roared even more, his whole body seemed to be blasted by an invisible mountain , causing Baihu and Jiaolong to interrupt their connection with him.

"This is impossible... this... this..." Wang Tengfei's mind was buzzing, and this sudden change caught him off guard, as if it overturned his thoughts and made his mind suddenly confused.

"This sword is also yours?" Meng Hao's eyes flashed a cold light, he took a step forward, his momentum suddenly rose, and his cultivation suddenly dispersed.

"Is this sword unique to you?" Meng Hao took another step. As the words spread and his aura rose, Wang Tengfei, who was being asked where he was, was oppressed by the aura and took two steps back involuntarily. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with bewilderment and disbelief.

"This sword is the only one in your world?" Meng Hao's eyes were like lightning, and when he took another step, he seemed to gather all the aura in his body. At this moment, he actually gave people a sense of majesty. Wang Tengfei's face was pale, and he retreated again and again.

"Wang Tengfei, this pair of swords is my Meng Hao's heaven and earth sword!" Meng Hao's eyes were like lightning, he jumped up, and made a tactic with both hands. Immediately, the two wooden swords raised a towering light, and went straight to the white tiger and the sword. Jiaolong.

The roar reverberated, the white tiger shattered, the dragon split, and the two wooden swords mixed with Meng Hao's momentum turned into an impact that seemed to destroy everything, and went straight to Wang Tengfei.

Seeing near,

Wang Tengfei raised his head abruptly, raised his right hand and pressed it towards the ground, and suddenly a burning incense stick appeared instantly. After being lit, the shreds of smoke lingered and went straight to Meng Hao. The roaring sound echoed in the square.

The stick of incense was shattered, the wooden sword retreated, Meng Hao spewed blood and retreated several steps in a row. When he looked up, he saw Wang Tengfei's body flying up amidst the roar, not on this stage, but in mid-air. A few strands of tobacco seemed to lift him up. He looked at Meng Hao complicatedly and at the two wooden swords beside Meng Hao. At this moment, even he himself was at a loss, and he had already begun to doubt his previous guess.

After all, according to the classics he checked, that wooden sword is indeed unique in the world, and there is no way there will be a second one. But no matter how he looks at it, Meng Hao's wooden sword is exactly the same as the one in his memory. two...

Meng Hao looked at Wang Tengfei in the sky, snorted coldly and waved his right hand, and immediately two ordinary flying swords flew out of the storage bag, and as Meng Hao took a step forward, he immediately stepped on the two flying swords On the ground, flying directly with his body, this scene immediately made the monks around the square all exclaimed.

"Only Foundation Establishment cultivators can fly, and they all fly..."

"Senior brother Wang has a magic weapon, which can fly up in a short time. This Meng Hao...he used the power of the flying sword to rise up without hesitating to consume his spiritual energy."

Murderous intent flashed in Wang Tengfei's eyes, and he stared at Meng Hao. At this moment, he no longer thought about the wooden sword. No matter whether the wooden sword was the treasure or not, even if it wasn't, he would take it away if Wang Tengfei saw it.

As the murderous intent diffused, Wang Tengfei slapped the storage bag, and immediately a piece of yellow paper appeared in front of him. Han Zong's talismans look very different.

"Let me take out this treasure, you can be proud of Jiuquan." Wang Tengfei stared at Meng Hao, feeling extremely heartbroken. This talisman is the last magic weapon in his storage bag. After all, for that wooden sword, he paid for it before. Almost all.

Not only was it a last resort, but he would never take out this talisman. There were only three remaining uses of this talisman, and with his cultivation base, he could only use it once.

Casting a cold glance at Meng Hao, Wang Tengfei suddenly raised his right hand and swung it forward. At the same time, he spewed out a mouthful of spiritual energy in his body, and even realized that his spiritual energy went straight to the talisman at this moment. The golden light of this talisman was ten thousand zhang in an instant, and Meng Hao, who was flying into the sky, was shocked by the mere light, causing pain all over his body.

But at this moment, Wang Tengfei's complexion changed drastically. He suddenly realized that his spiritual power was not enough... He even felt that the reason why his spiritual power was not enough was because the spiritual power in his body was being shattered all the time. Dispersed from the wound on the fingers of the right hand.

It's just that he was enraged by the appearance of the wooden sword and roared in the mind of the two wooden swords before, so he didn't realize that at this moment, the talisman couldn't condense enough spiritual energy, even if he swallowed the pill, it was too late to replenish it. Instant consumption.

"Even if this talisman has not been completed, it only has the power to kill the sixth level of condensed energy, so killing you is easy!" Without hesitation, Wang Tengfei swung the talisman, and the talisman flew straight towards Meng Hao like a golden sun roaring. ,

A life-and-death crisis suddenly appeared in Meng Hao's mind. At this critical moment, Meng Hao's eyes showed a strange light. In the reflection of the lake in the lake, the body of the ancient Yinglong strongly emerged in front of Meng Hao's eyes at this moment.

"The lord of the sky..." Meng Haofu closed his eyes, and at the moment when the golden sun transformed by the talisman was approaching, the demon core in his alchemy lake rolled, and at this moment, a majestic spiritual power burst out. Meng Hao's whole body made him slam his sleeves forward with both hands.

Immediately, the flying swords that had been swept away four weeks ago and had lost contact trembled one by one, and galloped straight to Meng Hao. At the same time, in Meng Hao's storage bag, all the remaining flying swords and all kinds of All the magic weapons flew out, and condensed with those flying swords into nearly a hundred rays of light. When they flew in at this moment, it was not Meng Hao's own spiritual power, but the power of the demon core in his alchemy lake!

The demon pill was activated for some unknown reason at this moment, and in an instant, nearly a hundred flying swords and treasures buzzed, as if pulled by a mysterious force, they instantly condensed together, forming an... ancient Yinglong!

It's just that the dragon's appearance is blurred, and outsiders can't see it. Even Wang Tengfei didn't notice it at the moment because he lost the blood of inheritance. Only Meng Hao knows its charm, especially the two wooden swords, which have become this magic weapon. The sharp teeth of the formed Yinglong let out a silent roar, exuding bursts of might in the sky, and went straight to the talisman.

Yinglong's prestige was first manifested, and he condensed the power of nearly a hundred magic weapons. At this moment, he rushed towards the talisman. The two touched together instantly. , Some weak people with low cultivation bases were even dizzy from the shock.

Whether it is Yinglong or the talisman, even if it is only the first appearance, it is beyond the sixth level of condensed energy in scale, especially the collision of the two sides, even the seventh level of condensed energy is afraid. There are eight layers of Qi, and only one can compete.

The roaring sound continued to swirl, and the talisman that turned into a golden sun quickly dimmed, but the Yinglong, which was composed of nearly a hundred magic weapons, also began to collapse at this moment, shattering layer by layer, one, ten, hundreds... A large number of flying swords were shattered into pieces, and a large number of miscellaneous magic weapons were also turned into flying ash.

Until the sun transformed by the talisman completely dimmed, and the moment the talisman slowly fell to the high platform below, the vague shape of Yinglong composed of nearly a hundred magic weapons completely collapsed, but... the two fangs of Yinglong But at this moment, the wooden sword rushed out violently, and went straight to the pale Wang Tengfei.

With Wang Tengfei's face turning pale, the two guns were about to pierce his chest and his heart, but at this moment, a soft sigh came from Dongfeng.

"Okay, don't do anything wrong." With a sigh, a soft force appeared in front of Wang Tengfei, blocking the power of the wooden sword, and rolled up Wang Tengfei's body backwards until he exited the high platform , until he pushed to the square, Wang Tengfei spat out blood, his eyes were dimmed, and in that dimness he was still dazed, and he couldn't believe that he...lost.

At the same time, He Luohua's figure appeared on the high platform. Almost the moment he appeared, Elder Ouyang immediately cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"I have seen the master."

All the disciples of the foreign sect around them were shaken, and they immediately cupped their fists and bowed in unison.

Meng Hao's face was also pale, and the spiritual energy in his body had been exhausted. If it wasn't for the Yinglong Yaodan in his body bursting out spiritual power at the last moment, Meng Hao would have been unable to hold on. At this moment, all the magic weapons in the storage bag are empty. Extremely tragic.

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied that Wang Tengfei was not dead, he also knew that since the head of the sect had stepped forward, it would be impossible to kill Wang Tengfei today.

At this moment, he fell down from the high platform in silence, and kept his body from falling with his resolute character. He took a few steps and picked up the talisman belonging to Wang Tengfei that had fallen down before, and put it in his arms without hesitation. Then he looked up at He Luohua.

"This battle, Meng Hao won, from now on he will be my backer sect, the third inner disciple." He Luohua smiled and nodded at Meng Hao.

When these words spread for four weeks, everyone was silent. At this moment, their minds were tumbling, and all the scenes that came to mind were the scenes of Meng Hao's previous battle king's ascension.

Wang Tengfei looked blank. After hearing this, he laughed miserably. He looked at Meng Hao on the high platform, and then at the people around him who seemed to have forgotten him. He was full of unwillingness. He spat out another mouthful of blood while laughing miserably, and fell into a coma. past.

Almost at the moment when he fell down, Meng Hao bit his tongue fiercely. After cupping his fists and bowing to He Luohua, he immediately sat cross-legged. Elder Ouyang looked at Meng Hao with undisguised admiration. The storage person flew out a elixir and landed in front of Meng Hao. Meng Hao grabbed it and swallowed it. Even though he was extremely exhausted at this moment and his eyes were already gone, he still insisted on spitting it out to recover. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－ It's a convulsion, but there is no format... Revised, three chapters today!