Ji Hao's eyes looked feverishly at the three flying knives that fell in the air.
I was so excited, so excited that every hair on my body was twitching.
Although there are three throwing knives in front of you, there is no doubt that this is the art of the sword.
In the era of the end of the previous life, the art of the sword was just a legend, and Ji Hao rummaged through the classics of Daozang, Buddhist scriptures, and various schools, and all he could see was only a fragmentary record of a scaly claw.
Edgeworth volleys in the air, thousands of miles away, wielding a sword to kill.
For a long time, Ji Hao was deeply fascinated by the legendary sword immortal style, which was also one of the main motivations for him to rack his brains and comprehend the nine-character mantra Danjing.
However, at that time, he couldn't even find a spiritual sword.
In front of him, three flying knives with brilliant light and lingering aura were slashing down at him.
With a hint of appreciation, Ji Hao even ignored it for a while, this is a battlefield of life and death.
His body lightly crossed an arc, narrowly avoiding the three throwing knives.
He even pulled a dagger from his waist, and as the light of the sword swept over his body, the dagger made of stainless steel lightly touched the light of the knife.
Silently, not even feeling the slightest strength in the wrist, the dagger forged from stainless steel was shattered by the light of the knife.
Just a touch of knife qi brought by the knife light swept over Ji Hao's hand, and the thick layer of skin and flesh on the back of his hand was shattered by the knife qi, revealing the bones that were as smooth as spars below.
The armor refined by Ah Bao spewed out a clear light to resist the sword qi, but just after being hit by the orb, the armor's defense power had obviously not recovered, and Ji Hao immediately suffered a big loss.
The back of his hand was dripping with blood, Ji Hao's eyes were black in pain, and he hurriedly used the secret method to forcibly seal the blood vessels near the wound, so that the wound would no longer bleed.
The three sword lights circled and slashed down at Ji Hao again.
This time, Ji Hao didn't dare to take any more risks, he let out a long howl, and hurriedly encouraged the streamer fire wings to rush towards the dense forest on the side.
The two young men behind had already caught up, and when they saw the young man in front of them blocking Ji Hao's way, the two laughed in unison: "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to have such a Yaxing" The piccolo in the senior brother's hand waved lightly, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, and then laughed loudly: "Two junior brothers, the armor on this son is a real treasure, and I have a great fate, and the two junior brothers will not compete with the foolish brother."
The faces of the two young men in the back were ugly, as if they had been forced to eat three catties of cow dung, and their white and pretty faces turned pitch black.
But their senior brother spoke, and the two could only reluctantly shake their heads and laugh dryly: "This thing is really related to the senior brother."
The three of them laughed in unison, and the laughter was full of the cordial friendship of brothers, friends, and brothers, but a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the senior brother, and a trace of annoyance and resentment quickly flashed in the eyes of the two junior brothers.
The senior brother pointed with his hand, and the three knife lights chased after Ji Hao, and then he put the piccolo to the corner of his mouth, and laughed softly: "Then, there are two junior brothers who block this doll for the foolish brother."
At a young age, this guy is difficult. ” The two young men laughed dryly, and their gloomy faces sped up, and they chased after Ji Hao with all their might.
Ji Hao rushed forward, looking like he was about to run into the dense forest.
The two young men were still more than half a mile away from him, but those three sword lights were less than twenty zhang away from Ji Hao.
But Ji Hao was confident that he would be able to escape into the forest before the sword light caught up with him.
The dense forest of the Southern Wilderness, with rugged terrain and vines and thatched grass everywhere, is the feng shui treasure where Ji Hao is hiding for his life at this moment.
But the senior brother smiled quietly, and pressed his fingers on the piccolo made of green bamboo, and a melodious flute sounded from the ground, like a gust of fresh wind, which spread all over the land within a radius of ten miles in an instant in the storm.
Ji Hao only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the Zifu Jin Dan spun wildly, and the melodious and melodious flute sound turned into a life-urging magic sound in his ears, like countless sharp knives piercing Ji Hao's soul fiercely.
What's even more terrifying is that countless strange-shaped evil ghosts appeared out of thin air around Ji Hao, stretching out their fleshy limbs to grab Ji Hao.
A strong cold aura came from all around, Ji Hao's body stiffened for a while, and his internal organs were about to be frozen.
Illusions, illusions, must be illusions Ji Hao roared, and the three great mantras of the nine-character mantra fight, array, and column ran out of his mouth, and all his spiritual power suddenly condensed together, and a strong aura that was as firm as a mountain and indestructible arose spontaneously from his body.
With a mouth, a large ball of golden crow breath erupted, and the golden-red firelight contained a trace of the supreme demon-destroying power of the ancient golden crow, roaring and covering a radius of dozens of zhang.
All the evil ghosts in the darkness wailed in unison and retreated, and Ji Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and it was still the mountain forest ruled by the storm.
The senior brother in the rear screamed, and the piccolo in his hand cracked a small gap.
"Little doll, you are looking for death" The senior brother roared angrily, with a finger of his hand, the three sword lights became faster and faster, and the moment Ji Hao was confused by the sound of the flute, he tore open the twenty-zhang void and slashed at Ji Hao's back.
Ji Hao screamed in pain, and the clear light on the armor blocked the blade and failed to cut into Ji Hao's body, but a small part of the three extremely sharp knife intents contained in the knife light invaded it, as if countless knives were stabbed into Ji Hao's internal organs.
The abdominal pain was like agitation, and when he opened his mouth, a hot blood spurted out.
The three sword lights swirled one by one, quickly rushing into the air, and then the knife light circled like a windmill, slashing towards Ji Hao's neck.
Ji Hao's heart was crossed, he turned around, and he and the three young men in white were exactly in a straight line.
Glaring at the three of them angrily, Ji Hao laughed fiercely, and took out the gold medal that the barbarian gave him that represented the identity of the barbarian, and it was also a gold medal with great lethality.
Although it only has the power of one blow, the attack power of this gold medal is definitely beyond the realm of the Great Witch.
The firelight flashed, and a straight firelight shot out, and the three white-clothed youths were exactly in a straight line, Ji Hao's hand was extremely steady, without the slightest trembling.
The red light accurately pierced the skulls of the three people, directly vaporizing their skulls.
The three sword lights were about to fall on Ji Hao's neck, and as the senior brother's head suddenly vaporized, the sword light suddenly froze in the air, and the sword light dissipated, revealing the body of the three flying knives.
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Ji Hao laughed miserably, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, grabbed the three extremely sharp crescent knives in his hands, and couldn't put it down.
After pondering for a while, Ji Hao used the power of divine thought to circle around the three knives a few times, and carefully laid his soul imprint in a subtle rune at the core of the three knives.
He immediately felt that he had some strange connection with the three knives.
With a smug laugh, Ji Hao walked over to the three headless corpses and searched out all the belongings on their bodies one by one.
The most proud thing for Ji Hao is that there is actually a palm-sized bag on the waist of the senior brother, and the space inside is about half a zhang in length, width and height, which is enough to accommodate a large number of sundries.
After a tea time, Ji Hao, who was proud of the spring breeze, turned into a firelight, and the three corpses had completely turned into wisps of flying ashes.
Ji Hao didn't notice that in the mountains and forests, a pitch-black ape the size of a palm was staring at his distant figure with three big blue eyes.
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