Heavenly God Mnemonic

"what?!"

Liu Hao's eyes stared out, staring at the front in amazement, his own space exploded under the grid line, continuously breaking up. Not only the moves, but also the power itself, and even the space within the storm, as soon as it touches the power of decomposition, it instantly disappears into nothingness.

Just when he was shocked, Yang Qingxuan shot up and pulled into the distance between the two at once. With his five fingers together, his palms turned into swords, and he slashed in the air.

Within that hand knife, with a purple flame, the place where it was cut was nothing but nothing.

"Hey!"

Liu Hao took a sharp breath, frightened. He instantly understood Yang Qingxuan's intentions, and wanted to fight the cards directly to determine the outcome. This is also the only way he can win.

When using the spatial spin blast to crush the opponent, Liu Hao considered many possibilities, and if it was him, he would make the same choice.

So although Yang Qingxuan was shocked by the terrible supernatural powers, all of this was in his expectation.

"How can you succeed!"

Liu Hao let out a roar, and the momentum on his body increased wildly, and his hands moved in front of him. All his palms immediately turned into gold, and a rainbow halo appeared behind him, and powerful moves were condensed in front of him.

"Sure enough, it is the late Three Flower Stage!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, that terrifying power was still above the Gongshan and Green Horned Bulls he had encountered before. But he was fearless, as long as the opponent dared to make a move, he would inevitably be injured by Zi Yan, and even if he hardly carried a three-flower late blow, he would not fall on the spot.

"Golden Cloud Palm!"

Liu Hao's body became strangely pale gold, like a floating cloud, vague and impermanent, and it seemed a little unreal.

But that palm shot was very solid, turning out countless golden lights, as if a storm swept across, and under this palm, even if there were ten strong men in the middle of the sea, all were beheaded.

"Boom!"

Yang Qingxuan's hand knife was cut under the palm of Jin Yun, only for a short period of time, and then he cut it down instantly, like a dish of small dishes.

"What! Impossible!"

Liu Hao yelled out loud, only then did he realize the terrible purple fire, his power dissipated when touched, as if it could burn everything!

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the two of them were shaken away in an instant, but no one was visible. A cloud burst out of the sky, exploding into countless cotton-like white clouds, scattered in the air, many of them were directly affected by Zi Yan The Yu Wei swallowed.

And Yang Qingxuan also exploded into a ball of yellow sand, most of which was annihilated by the golden light, and the rest was blown by the wind, which transformed it not far away. The moment the figure appeared, he vomited blood.

Although Zi Yan cut Jin Yun's palm, the power of that palm, all the power of the late Sanhua period, hit him firmly. No matter he had a strong physical body, he was still injured, and he spouted seven or eight mouthfuls of blood, and even Yukong was a little shaky.

Liu Hao wasn't much better. The white clouds that had escaped the catastrophe quickly gathered together, condensed out of their bodies, half-kneeled on the ground and vomited blood, with a frightened face.

He felt the temperature around him, and recalled the feeling that he had just been burned by the purple inflammation and was almost wiped out, his face pale in fright. Moreover, a piece of body armor worn on his body, not even the fragments, was directly burned to ashes. If it hadn't been for the Bao Jia, I'm afraid he would have died just now.

The first time he fought against Yang Qingxuan, it was the same terrible Nirvana blow that almost killed him, and it was also a protective body. It was only then that he escaped, and I couldn't expect the same scene to be repeated here.

And twice, I was careless, the first time I underestimated the enemy, and the second time I was absolutely confident in myself.

"puff!"

Thinking of this, Liu Hao spouted another mouthful of blood, and coughed violently, "Horrible, terrible, who is he?"

"Hey." Yang Qingxuan slowly flew down and said with a grinning smile: "Replace it with a trick. It seems that you are the one who got more injured."

He walked slowly in front of Liu Hao, his murderous aura became violent, and said, "I won this battle."

The figure of the ancient scorpion emerged above his head, and a powerful aura burst out, descending in a crushing force. The crushed Liuhao couldn't move. He roared in horror: "Impossible! What is this, why listen to you command?!"

The crimson ancient scorpion seemed to belong to the crimson poisonous scorpion family, but it was different from the poisonous scorpions he had seen, and it was more powerful.

Even Liu Hao felt that this ancient scorpion was mostly the ancestor of those poisonous scorpions, but as soon as this terrible thought appeared, he was completely frightened, and gritted his teeth and said: "Stop! Stop! I surrender, that blood Give me my life!"

"Oh?" Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and told Gu Xie to stop his shots, only to suppress Liu Hao with his aura, and sneered: "Feng Hui is not afraid of going to death generously, but you are afraid of it."

Liu Hao's face was pale, his teeth were bleeding, "Who would want to die? It's just that he doesn't have the capital to beg for mercy, but I have it!" He took out the jade bottle and wrote it firmly in his hand, staring at Yang Qingxuan, Han Said: "As long as I hold it desperately, this drop of blood will be gone. Don't refuse, you can try that poisonous scorpion kills me fast, or I crush this jade bottle fast!"

Yang Qingxuan's face became cold, nodded, and said, "You really have the cost of living with me. I'm very curious, where did this drop of blood in your hand come from?"

Liu Hao thought for a while and hummed: "Naturally, Feng Yangqiu gave it to me."

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and said suspiciously, "Why did he give it to you instead of Fenghui?"

"Hehe." Liu Hao laughed wildly and said, "Feng Hui? That bastard? Humph, because Feng Hui is not Feng Yangqiu's son, but I am!"

Only then did Yang Qingxuan understand, and sighed: "Then the auction venue, you robbed Tianfan, it is also fake."

Liu Hao said: "That's not true. It's true to **** Tianfan. It's just that Feng Yangqiu secretly helped me. Otherwise, there are four ghosts in the forest, and I don't have the ability to **** Tianfan out."

He looked at Yang Qingxuan and said: "Now you have won, as long as you promise to let me go, this drop of blood will be yours."

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly and said: "You asked me to bet before, I didn't bet, but now I suddenly want to bet."

Liu Hao's face changed drastically, he made the jade bottle tighter, and even cracked, and shouted in a cold voice, "What are you betting on? Don't do stupid things!"

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and sneered: "Don't worry, I can't do stupid things. I'll bet on the speed of a poisonous scorpion faster than you can crush the jade bottle."

With that said, the Crimson Ancient Scorpion flicked its tail, and a poisonous glow burst out of the air, blasting it out at an extremely fast speed.

"Damn it, **** it!" Liu Hao shouted angrily and desperately, "Since you are going to kill me, I will definitely not let you get this drop of blood!"