Destined Martial God Chapter 1058: Let’s see who is dying! (Five more)

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In front of the sword tower!

"My surname is Yu, dare you say I am not beautiful!" Shangguan Yunduo asked viciously when he stopped less than three meters away from Yu Haoran.

Glanced at Shangguan Yunduo coldly, after Yu Haoran turned around, he took a step towards the east gate.

"You stop for me!" Shangguan Yunduo yelled, appearing in front of Haoran with a cold expression.

"Everyone who is familiar with and understands Yu Haoran knows that in my eyes there is neither the so-called distinction between men and women, nor the jealousy of high and low. Some are just friends and enemies."

"Treat friends, I will be warm like spring."

"But to treat the enemy, I will be as cruel and ruthless as winter."

Looking at Shangguan Yunduo in front of him, Yu Haoran slowly raised a strong murderous voice and said.

"If you don't want to die, immediately disappear from my eyes, otherwise, the sword tower is your burial place!"

"Young man, a bit too much!"

Just as Shangguan Yunduo stepped back a little pale because of fear of Yu Haoran’s rising murderous intent, an old man in a gray robe appeared in front of her instantly, counteracting the intense murderous intent for her. After the impact, he asked with a gloomy expression.

"Old fellow, there are more than twenty quasi-wuzun powerhouses who have died under my Yu Haoran in recent months. Among them, there is no shortage of quasi-wuzun powerhouses in the peak realm of the Second Tribulation."

Looking at the gray-robed old man who had reached the realm of the Second Tribulation Quasi-Martial Venerable before him, Yu Haoran secretly aroused the body of the ancestor witch, threatening with murderous aura.

"I don't know if you, a strong man in the realm of quasi-wuzun of the Second Tribulation, will survive."

"Really!"

With a sneer, the natal knife appeared in the hands of the gray-robed old man.

After that, he also said with a murderous sneer.

"The old man wants to weigh your methods and see how confident you are and dare to say such arrogant and ignorant words."

"My little master satisfies your wish!" After responding, Yu Haoran directly aroused the body of the Ancestral Witch.

The giant of kilometers!

Although influenced by the rules of the sword tower, Yu Haoran, who has turned into a thousand-meter ancestor witch, is only a few tens of meters high in the eyes of everyone on the top of the mountain, but with the same compressed sword tower next to it, everyone can also Imagine the oppressive feeling of a huge body.

As Shangguan Yunduo and Teng Yunjie, who are directly opposite the kilometer giant, the oppression they feel and endure makes them feel a tremor in their hearts.

However, for the gray-robed old man whose cultivation has reached the realm of the Second Tribulations Quasi-Martial Venerable, his expression is slightly solemn, and he has no fear in his heart.

After all, Yu Haoran, who has transformed into a thousand-meter body, is only in the realm of Martial Saint.

Even if a strong physical body can increase the aura of oppression, at most it can only have an impact on the martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Saint.

Yu Haoran took the purple club out of the way with his slightly bent legs kicking hard.

"A stick in the sky!" Yu Haoran, who was holding the purple stick tightly, yelled violently when his body dropped rapidly.

"The devil is born again!"

Feeling that the purple club contained the power of the peak realm of the Second Tribulation Zhunwu Zun, the gray-robed old man's face changed slightly.

Afterwards, he also soared into the sky, using the mid-level sword technique that his family had inherited for tens of thousands of years.

A sword aura containing a strong evil spirit, after leaving the natal knife, it quickly condensed into a demon with a height of nearly 100 meters and two curved horns on top of his head.

The one-hundred-meter-tall demon snarled up to the sky, then stretched out his two huge palms and grabbed the purple stick that was coming quickly.

"Boom!"

Along with the deafening roar, Yu Haoran's expression changed.

Although the hands of the demon who held the purple club tightly were directly shattered, it also offset nearly one-third of the power of the one-stick method.

The devil who lost both palms gave a grinning laugh, and then lowered his head and used a pair of horns to slam into the blasting purple club!

"Boom!"

With the second roar resounding through the clouds, the demon transformed by the sword energy was directly shaken away.

But all the power contained in the purple club is also consumed.

Looking at the gray-robed old man who was rushing quickly with his natal knife, Yu Haoran's expression remained unchanged, holding a stick in one hand and clenching the other.

After that, a fist technique containing the will of the ancestor witch directly hit the gray-robed old man's natal knife.

Quiet!

Silence!

The fist hit the natal knife, not only did not make a sound in midair, but also Yu Haoran and the gray-robed old man did not bounce back due to the collision of strength.

Seeing the slightly weird face painting in front of me, most of the experts in the martial sage realm know that this situation is even more dangerous.

Because they are now competing for the strength of their own energy, whoever has the accumulated energy dominates, then in the end not only can they win, but they can also hit their opponents instantly.

"Boy, although your potential is very outstanding, your own cultivation level limits the accumulation of elemental power and soul power. Competing with the old man for the accumulation of energy, the old man can hardly consume you."

The energy competition is temporarily in a balanced state, so the two can continue to stay in mid-air.

The gray-robed old man holding the natal knife with both hands tightly threatened with a triumphant expression.

"Really!"

Yu Haoran asked with a sneer, then put away the purple stick in his hand, and took out a pill from the storage ring.

The movable right hand, holding the pill bottle, shook the gray-robed old man, and Yu Haoran said proudly.

"Old guy, don't you forget that besides my talent in kendo, Yu Haoran is also an alchemist who has reached the pinnacle grandmaster level!"

"The most indispensable thing in the hands of Master Alchemy is the top pill."

Pour all the pills in the pill bottle directly into his mouth, and Yu Haoran roared with a ferocious expression.

"With the pill storage in the little master's storage space, you can directly consume your old fellow."

"Then let's try!" Seeing Yu Haoran using the pill to restore his vitality and soul power, the triumphant color on the gray-robed old man's face disappeared instantly, and finally he could only grit his teeth provocatively.

"Try, try, and see who kills whom in the end!" Yu Haoran also gritted his teeth and shot back.

"Duo'er, it seems that you are in trouble!" Stepping up to Shangguan Yunduo's side, Teng Yunjie said solemnly as he looked at Yu Haoran and the gray-robed old man who were competing for energy in the air.

"Brother Yunjie, who would let the surname Yu humiliate me!" Shangguan Yunduo said bitterly without knowing that the gray-robed old man who was guarding him was about to fall into a life and death crisis.

"Duo'er, in fact, Grandmaster Yu didn't mean to humiliate you at all."

Feeling Shangguan Yunduo's gritted teeth, Teng Yunjie said with a wry smile.

"Because of Grandmaster Yu's fiancee, Princess Ling Fei of the Great Qin Empire is a peerless beauty with a peerless appearance and temperament not inferior to the Nine Heavens Profound Girl."