I'm Repairing Immortal World

threaten me?

Chen Hao looked at Lu Zhihao's beautiful sword, and his heart was full of vigilance.

I heard that Lu Zhihao practiced a vicious and vicious low-grade technique called Yinfeng Bone Erosion Sword.

He has already practiced this spell to a certain level, and he has developed Sword Qi, which can fly tens of meters away from the body to hurt people.

If the person who hit the sword does not have a clever spell to resist, in less than an hour or three quarters, the bones of the whole body will be melted away by the vicious Sword Qi, and he will die in pain.

"Am I sure I can block the wind-eroding bone-eroding sword of this scholar in white?" Chen Hao stared at Lu Zhihao, licked his lips, and said silently.

Feeling Chen Hao's lingering aura, Lu Zhihao's eyes became more serious.

However, he is a self-proclaimed gentleman who can do things with his mouth, but he still doesn't like to draw a knife and a gun to make it very stiff. After all, they will still be the altar masters of the transfer power hall in the future.

So he said:

"Brother Chen, don't be in a hurry. Before I finished speaking, you took out your sword. How can you play with everyone in the future?

You listen to me first, I want to make a deal with you. "

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes and said unmoved:

"you say!"

Concise and concise.

Lu Zhihao continued:

"I heard that Brother Chen, you have received a reward from the hall master, a copper token of transfer power.

It has been eight or nine years since I joined the Xuanyin Sect, but it is difficult to save contributions. Until now, I still use this low-grade Yinfeng Bone Erosion Sword. This technique is the Cultivation Technique that I acquired through my identity as the altar master when I first became the altar master.

I have been practicing low-grade techniques for a long time, and I am yearning for middle-grade techniques, and I also want to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take a look at Cultivation Technique. It's a pity that I have accumulated for many years, and I still lack some contributions to exchange for transfer power copper tokens.

Today I heard that brother Chen got a transfer power copper token, so I came here to borrow this transfer power copper token! "

"Oh! So you wanted to get this transfer power copper token!" Chen Hao thought to himself.

But what Lu Zhihao said was high-sounding, in fact, he didn't mention anything about what he needs to pay in the whole passage.

The lack of Contribution Points to exchange for transfer power copper tokens is probably true, but other claims that you want to use transfer power Tongling are just nonsense.

Didn't take out anything for exchange, just want Chen Hao's white wolf with empty gloves?

Thanks to you, Lu Zhihao, who have been in the Xuanyin Sect for so many years, you don't even need this bit of shame.

If you want to grab it, just say so!

Still doing these moths?

Facing Lu Zhihao like this, of course Chen Hao would not agree to his request to borrow something.

As the saying goes, the one who owes money is the uncle. If this copper order is borrowed, it is estimated that it will be in vain, and Chen Hao will lose a lot.

Not to mention, Lu Zhihao drew his sword first, with a threatening appearance showing his strength, which made Chen Hao feel speechless.

"Lord Lu Tan, what you say is better than spraying dung. You are such a big man, you don't even want a face! Don't you feel ashamed to bully a young man like me?"

At this point, Chen Hao and Lu Zhihao are no longer compatible. Therefore, Chen Hao was not used to Lu Zhihao, he just spit when he opened his mouth.

Lu Zhihao is known as a scholar in white clothes, he has read a lot of books, and he has to show some face.

He can do it, but you can't tell him.

Being scolded by Chen Hao face to face like this, anger welled up in his heart.

Chen Hao pulled out the iron sword from behind, held it in his hand, and stared at Lu Zhihao with a solemn expression.

Ready to fight.

Seeing Chen Hao's saber-rattling appearance, Lu Zhihao already understood Chen Hao's attitude.

Lu Zhihao snorted coldly, and said with a gloomy face:

"Waste all my saliva, brother Chen, you don't know how to adapt your personality, you won't be able to get along well in the Xuanyin sect in the future! Let me, as the old Dage, educate you well today!"

Speaking of Lu Zhihao's no longer playing tricks, he made up his mind to teach a lesson to Chen Hao, a newcomer who knows nothing, and borrowed something from him by the way.

With a flick of the soft sword in his hand, the whole person flew forward.

"what!"

The green clothes on the side backed away repeatedly screaming, but Chen Hao raised his sword calmly when he saw this.

Chen Hao is quite confident about his own strength. Facing the talented Lu Zhihao in white, he chose to face the difficulties.

To be precise, he made the decision after seeing Lu Zhihao's speed.

Lu Zhihao flew towards him, and Chen Hao could tell at a glance that Lu Zhihao was inferior to him.

Although the footsteps are fast, they are not as fast as him.

The footing is heavy, and although it has speed, it is not sensitive.

Not as good as him, the advantage lies in me, facing difficulties.

"Ding!"

When the two swords were handed over, there was a crisp sound.

Chen Hao's sword is powerful and heavy, yet dexterous in its thickness, and it is even more powerful with the sharpness of the iron sword Magical Item.

Lu Zhihao's sword is sinister and vicious, the sword moves are erratic, and the sword is straight at the vital point.

But his sword, in Chen Hao's eyes, was terrifyingly slow.

Such a slow sword, you still want to use it to kill me?

It is simply a fantasy.

Chen Hao blocked all of Lu Zhihao's attacks with a few flicks of the iron sword.

But every time he attacked, it was difficult for Lu Zhihao to parry.

Soft swords are not suitable for parrying. Facing Chen Hao's iron sword, Lu Zhihao backed back again and again, unable to parry at all.

His proud Sword Qi became a joke in front of Chen Hao.

Whenever he urged the Sword Qi, Chen Hao was always one step ahead, stabbing directly at the vital point with his sword. Cut off his moves, forced him to stop activating Sword Qi, dodge and run for his life.

Aggrieved, unwilling, all kinds of emotions intertwined in Lu Zhihao's heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Ah! My hand!"

Chen Hao stabbed out with a sword again, this time Lu Zhihao was not as lucky as before, he couldn't dodge in time, and was stabbed by Chen Hao's sword on the wrist of his right hand.

Blood flowed from Lu Zhihao's wrist, and his right hand suddenly lost strength, and the soft sword in his hand fell directly.

It hit the ground with a bang.

Lu Zhihao stepped back with his hands clasped, Chen Hao flew towards him, the iron sword in his hand gleaming with a cold light.

"Stop it, give me a face, don't hit me anymore!"

Just when Chen Hao's sword was stabbing Lu Zhihao's chest, an old female voice came from behind Chen Hao.

There was also a fishy wind, pressing towards his back.

Surround Wei and save Zhao?

Chen Hao resolutely gave up the sword stabbing at Lu Zhihao, took a flying step, and dodged the blow that hit the back of his head sideways.

"Who?"

Chen Hao turned his head and saw a yellow toad covered in cancer, lying on the window sill not far behind him.

The long red tongue was just retracted into the mouth of the toad.

At the same time, an old woman with a bent back and wrinkled face walked slowly on a wooden crutch.

When she spoke just now, the person who manipulated the toad to surround Wei and rescue Zhao was obviously her.

This old woman, Chen Hao recognized, is also the altar master of their transfer power hall.

The master of the sixth altar, the five poisonous women, Meng Hua.

Good at controlling the five poisons.

See the person coming, and confirm the eyes. He is an opponent who can do it, Chen Hao sneered:

"Face? Is your Face worth a lot? Well, I'll give it now!"

As he spoke, he took a sudden step forward, raised his sword and stabbed fiercely, nailing the sword of Toad who had sneaked up on him just now on the window sill.

Toad: ...