The Aptitude Is Too Bad, My Martial Arts Has Been Blackened

Zhang Qing hesitated a little, but thinking of the strength that Su Hao had shown before, he nodded reluctantly: "Then... okay."

"Get off early, and you will have to hurry tomorrow morning."

Su Hao said to Bai Lingyu.

"Um."

Bai Lingyu nodded gently.

This made Zhang Qing and others wonder, this young Master was very willful before, but how come he has become so behaved now?

Early the next morning, Zhang Qing and others returned to Lingyue City, while Su Hao and Bai Lingyu continued their journey to Lingyue City.

Fearing that he would encounter interception, Su Hao did not take the official road, but chose some remote roads.

For three days in a row, there was no accident in the middle.

Until the early morning of the fourth day.

"Through this mountain forest, you will soon reach Tianling City."

Amidst the mountains, Su Hao and Bai Lingyu walked forward, Bai Lingyu said with some joy.

After several days of rushing, Tianling City is already within easy reach.

But Su Hao was not at all overjoyed. He knew that the closer to success, the more likely problems would arise!

"Dingling! Jingling!"

At this time, it was the early morning when the sun had not risen and the sky was still gray. Su Hao suddenly moved his ears, and he heard the crisp bells ringing from this mountain.

"Anyone?" Bai Lingyu's expression became tense.

The sound of the bell was getting closer and closer, and two dark shadows came out in the distant mountains and forests.

One of them was burly and exaggerated, two meters tall, and the other was an old man in black robes.

Su Hao's eyes are wary, knowing that the person who came is not good, most of these two people are directed at them!

Sure enough, the black-robed old man looked at Su Hao, his eyes fixed on Su Hao, grinning and said: "You killed the two brothers Wang Bing and Wang Huo? I didn't expect you to be so young and heroic. Boy!"

Wang Bing and Wang Huo are the two first-rate masters who were beheaded by Su Hao.

The black-robed old man looked at Bai Lingyu with fiery eyes: "This person...has Spiritual Roots!"

There are indeed people in the Bai family in Tianling City who don’t want Bai Lingyu to go to Tianling City, and they hired the black-robed old man, and he hardly paid the black-robed old man, but just as he revealed that Bai Lingyu has an extremely good Spiritual. Roots!

This makes the black robe old man extremely happy, which is exactly what he needs most!

Su Hao said lightly: "You better let the road open, otherwise you will go down and accompany them!"

"Really? Young man, there are some forces in this world that you cannot contend!"

The black robe old man smiled gloomily.

"Iron Slave, do it! Kill this kid!"

The black robe old man let out a deep cry.

The majestic man called the iron slave gave a low growl and pounced on Su Hao like a beast. Every step he fell, the ground he stepped on was slightly sunken in deep footprints. That imposing vigor, let him The first-class Practitioners are all discolored, and they dare not stun their brilliance directly!

Iron Fist!

Su Hao advanced and opened the bow, his right fist glowed with a faint metallic luster, and it burst out like a cannonball.

Su Hao knows that the majestic man in front of him is definitely not simple, and he has no reservations.

With the power brought by Su Hao's thirteenth Taibao horizontal practice on the thirteenth level of Consummation, he can burst out four thousand jin of divine power with one arm, and this kind of power can beat people to pieces alive!

The majestic man seemed irrational, facing Su Hao's shocking punch without dodge, Su Hao's punch hit his chest firmly!

"clang!"

There was a sound of golden and iron clinking in the air. Su Hao's fist, thousands of kilograms of divine power, burst out, and the black robe that hit the majestic man's body exploded, but it was revealed that he was wearing under his body. A layer of iron armor one or two inches thick!

Su Hao's heavy fist left a hollow fist mark on the iron armor of the majestic man's chest. The majestic man staggered and withdrew a few steps. Su Hao was also shaken back several steps by the impact carried by the majestic man!

"He... he is not human!"

Bai Lingyu exclaimed at this time.

Su Hao's punch didn't hurt the majestic man, but it shattered the black robe he was wearing.

Look carefully, this majestic man has bloodshot eyes, the exposed skin is pale without a trace of blood, and the whole body exudes a weird smell!

This is not a normal person, but a bit like a zombie who has no mind but only knows how to kill!

And the black-robed old man laughed: "This is the corpse puppet I refined. He was a first-rate Practitioner before he was alive. After I became a corpse puppet, he was even more powerful and terrifying. The so-called first-rate Practitioner was in front of him. It's like paper!"

"The corpse puppet? He is... a gas refiner!"

Su Hao's heart shuddered, and he instantly judged the identity of the black-robed old man, the person who refines Qi and cultivates immortality!

Bai Lingyu's face was also slightly pale: "They can actually make the Qi refiners take action?"

Gas refiners, even those who are just getting started, can easily defeat first-class Practitioners with the methods they can master!

The black-robed old man in front of him is good at refining zombies. Using the corpse of a first-class Practitioner, he made an iron-clad corpse, which can easily slaughter hundreds of elite soldiers and defeat the so-called first-class Practitioner!

The iron-clad corpse puppet wore an iron armor that was one or two inches thick.

"Gas refiner? I want to see how far it can be!"

Although Su Hao was surprised, his heart burned with a fierce fighting spirit. Rivers and Lakes rumored that even the top Practitioners are far from being able to compete with gas refiners. Su Hao has to look at the skills of gas refiners!

"Iron Slave, kill him! Leave that little baby!"

The black-robed old man has a hoarse voice.

"Roar!"

The iron-clad corpse puppet roared like a beast in its throat, and rushed towards Su Hao again. Although he was wearing iron armor weighing hundreds of catties, the iron-clad corpse puppet was surprisingly fast.

"Iron Fist!"

Facing the rushing iron-clad corpse puppet, Su Hao gathered his strength and used the Martial Skill in the horizontal training of iron fist to the extreme. A pair of iron fists were heavy like meteors, and bombarded the iron-clad corpse puppet madly.

"Boom boom boom!"

With a deafening blast, Su Hao's heavy fists hit the iron-clad corpse puppet one after another, and that heavy fist left clear and visible depressions on the iron armor on the surface of the iron-clad corpse puppet.

But it's hard to hurt it.

Even Su Hao's fist fell on the head of the iron-clad corpse puppet, and it couldn't cause fundamental damage to it!

"Sneer!"

The iron-clad corpse puppet was not to be outdone, with ten fingers popping out sharp nails, sharp as a dagger, and slashed towards Su Hao's body.

The sharp claws are as fast as lightning, capable of breaking gold and iron, tearing Su Hao's clothes, but it is difficult to tear Su Hao's skin, even the claws rubbed against Su Hao's skin, bursting out dazzling sparks! .

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