The Most Powerful Young Man

Xiao Yao's sword is fast, even faster than He Hao.

This is the first time Xiao Yao has encountered a real swordsman in the world of Lingwu.

A cultivator who uses the sword to enter the Tao, maybe give him some time, given time, can really become a sword fairy like Xu Kuangge.

But Xiao Yao didn't plan to let him live tonight. The other party planned to kill himself. He couldn't give him back to continue growing, right?

Xiao Yao was also a killer before, but now he wants to stand on the commanding heights of killer morality and severely condemn the other party. It is really unkind. As a killer, he also casually tells the employer's information. This is simply the killer world. Shame-but he has nothing to do with the killer world of Lingwu world.

At this time, He Hao rushed towards Xiao Yao again.

"This sword is called Feixian!" He shouted.

Xiao Yao frowned, and a surge of sword aura hit him.

The same sword aura smashed towards He Hao.

At the same time, Xiao Yao stood up from the ground, and the golden light sword in his hand once again shone with golden light.

"You know, in this world, you are not the only people who can use swords!" Fu Li burst out of the sword in Xiao Yao's hand, and the sharp blade was enough to cut through the sky.

This time, He Hao felt the pressure.

He suddenly felt that he had underestimated Xiao Yao before.

With the information obtained from him, Xiao Yao's cultivation is at most one master.

Now it seems that Xiao Yao did indeed cultivate the cultivation base of the next level master, but what he showed was definitely not the strength that the first level master had!

Most importantly, at this time, he also realized that the strength that Xiao Yao showed was actually a sword aura.

This guy also has sword aura? Did he also enter the Tao with the sword?

There are already too many doubts in He Hao's heart. The most important reason why he can live to this day is because he will only choose targets that are weaker than himself and have a certain gap. For him, the reason Becoming a killer is not just for the sake of silver, but to sharpen himself. He always feels that his sword needs to drink human blood in order to continue to break through. Besides, his most important thing is his life. After all, If you want to be a master and be invincible, the most important thing is not how high your cultivation base is, nor how good your talent is.

The most important thing is just to be alive.

As long as you live, everything is hopeful.

But now, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He felt that the goal in front of him seemed to be something he could not deal with...

Xiao Yao's speed was getting faster and faster. At the beginning, He Hao could barely parry, but by the end, He Hao was getting harder and harder to deal with it.

Along with an angry shout, Fu Li burst out from Xiao Yao's hand again with a sword aura, and this sword aura directly hit He Hao's body.

This sword aura also knocked He Hao's body into flight.

His body rolled on the ground several times, and when he stopped, there was a blood stain on his body.

This is what was hurt by Xiao Yao's sword aura.

He Hao supported his body with a sword and slowly got up. Now his eyes looking at Xiao Yao were also full of earth-shaking changes.

In his eyes, he was full of caution.

"If you really only have so much patience, you may be going to die in the next second." Xiao Yao looked at He Hao and said sternly.

He Hao suddenly laughed, and the smile on his face made Xiao Yao feel cold on his spine in such an environment.

When he flipped his wrist, a murderous aura rose to the sky.

Xiao Yao frowned.

"Where do you use the sword to enter the Dao? It is clear that you use the sword to enter the devil!" Xiao Yao couldn't help saying.

This soaring murderous aura radiated from the sword in He Hao's hand.

It is hard for him to imagine how many people this assassin killed with the sword in his hand.

This murderous aura also had an impact on Xiao Yao.

After waiting for a while, that murderous aura seemed to be slowly fading, but He Hao's aura was slowly rising.

He realized that He Hao was absorbing the murderous aura from that sword.

"It's interesting." Xiao Yao said with a smile. This was the first time he saw someone who could absorb murderous intent, and he counted as one. Didn't the murderous intent on the jade seal rush into his body?

He Hao's eyes suddenly turned red. If he shed tears at this time, the tears must be red.

A piece of scarlet.

He Hao's hand was stroking from top to bottom on his sword, as if stroking his favorite woman in his life.

"In my whole life, I don't ask questions, I only ask for murder." He Hao said.

Xiao Yao didn't speak, but stared at He Hao.

This is a difficult opponent, he said to himself in his heart.

At this time, He Hao moved again.

Xiao Yao thought to himself, perhaps, this is the real beginning.

When He Hao absorbed the murderous aura from the blade, this kid's strength had indeed improved a lot. Originally, he was already unable to cope with Xiao Yao's offensive, but from now on, he actually started to seize the initiative.

This also reminds Xiao Yao. In this world, it is definitely not only oneself who has a hole card. If you have to deal with others in the future, you must not be careless, and you must take advantage of the opponent who can kill the opponent. The momentum of the thunder overwhelmed the opponent.

This is a violent collision between a killer from the earth and a killer from the Lingwu world.

After ten minutes, Xiao Yao was already sweating, but He Hao couldn't see any tiredness on his face.

It seems that He Hao now doesn't feel tired at all.

"Suffer to death!" He Hao shouted angrily again, stepping under his feet, and he arrived in front of Xiao Yao in the blink of an eye. As a gloomy cold wind swept away, Xiao Yao subconsciously stepped back for a certain distance, but his chest still appeared. A **** mouth.

He lowered his head and glanced, and took a deep breath.

"Your speed is a lot faster!" Xiao Yao muttered.

He Hao did not speak, but once again launched an offensive towards Xiao Yao.

"Isn't it just that you have said a lot before? As for not saying a word?" Xiao Yao shook his head and sighed. The young people nowadays just can't stand the stimulus-this mentality is completely unsatisfactory!

He Hao still didn't talk nonsense with Xiao Yao, and continued to speed up his own speed.

Xiao Yao was upset.

Fight as soon as you fight, without saying a word, appear unkind?

If He Hao knew what Xiao Yao was thinking, he would definitely curse.

It's a life-and-death fight, so you still have to think about being kind or not? Do you want to say something: Xiao Xiaoxiao, I'm going to kill you! Be careful! It's so sick!

Xiao Yao raised his wrist to block He Hao’s sword, and at the same time, he moved back quickly and opened the distance between He Hao. The other party wanted to kill you while you were sick. Naturally, Xiao Yao couldn’t give it to him. The other side had such an opportunity.

Now Xiao Yao feels a lot of pressure.

This He Hao was like a stimulant, he kept shooting out his sword, trying to put himself to death.

"A man whose brain was invaded by murderous intent is very pitiful." Xiao Yao sighed.

With a sword spirit, the sword intent grows vigorously.

He once again used the sword intent Xu Kuangge left him.

The last time, it was when I was playing against the old **** in Beilu Imperial City.

If it weren’t for the critical moment, Xiao Yao might not do it. The main reason is that He Hao’s demonstrated strength has already begun to crush Xiao Yao. If you don’t do this, you will have to use ghost gate control or terracotta warriors, both of which, They are all very undesirable. If you use the ghost door control technique, God knows if there will be other assassins in the future. If the terracotta warriors and horses are coming, the movement will be too much and it's not worth it.

When Xiao Yao turned his sword intent, He Hao's eyes suddenly became clearer.

He stared at Xiao Yao blankly, his mouth squirming slightly.

"This is-Jianyi?"

Although Xiao Yao didn't like He Hao, he had to say that this kid was quite knowledgeable.

He Hao's eyes became hot again, and he laughed loudly.

"What a strong sword intent! Is this the sword intent? Come on! Let me see how powerful the real sword intent is!"

Although Xiao Yao was not a true swordsman, nor did he enter the Dao with a sword, he could understand He Hao's enthusiasm at this time.

For a swordsman, there is probably nothing wrong with it, is it more important than practicing sword intent?

He Hao's inner thoughts are also very simple. After experiencing the sword intent for once, maybe he will be able to condense the sword intent next time?

However, all of this must be based on He Hao's ability to withhold Xiao Yao's sword, otherwise everything will be empty talk!

Facing Xiao Yao's sword with a sword intent, He Hao not only didn't choose to give in, but even went against the trend.

This made Xiao Yao a little surprised.

With He Hao's understanding of the sword, it is impossible for him not to know what his sword means.

Is this to use life to appreciate this sword?

"Xu Kuangge, do you think this kid can really become the second you?" Xiao Yao thought to himself as he swung this sword.

A gust of wind, accompanied by sword energy, swept towards He Hao.

He Hao raised the sword in his hand, roaring forward, roaring, and sprinting.

The sword in his hand, at this moment, turned into fragments.

The clothes on his body were completely torn by sword intent, revealing strong muscles, and bright red blood permeated the contours of the muscles.

"Break it for me!" With a roar, Xiao Yao broke all the shackles with a single sword, and directly passed through He Hao's body.

Xiao Yao stood with a sword in his hand, looked at He Hao standing in front of him, and let out a long cry.

"Did you appreciate it?" Xiao Yao asked.

He Hao lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his chest. At this time, the hole was still bleeding out, and the picture looked a little bloody.

Finally, He Hao fell down, and at the moment he fell, the corner of his mouth seemed to have a Ruoyoruowu smile.

"Then you should understand it." Xiao Yao said to himself.

Holding the sword, turning around, Xiao Yao walked forward.

Soon, He Hao became a cold corpse.

Perhaps at the last moment of his life, he had a taste of what the real sword intent is.

But is it really worth it?

Xiao Yao didn't know.

This is the life of a swordsman.

It is also the life of the sword in his hand...

(chapter eight!)