Release her hand, look at her shocked face, Ling Hao slowly said: "since they are dead, you quickly leave."

He has felt the breath coming from all directions, that is the strength beyond the late nirvana, the peak of Nirvana!

Eight people, this war is bound to be tragic, whether he can leave safely is still a question.

So, she's here, and it just distracts her.

Miaoling woman said: "little girl Qi Yu, I dare to ask the name of your son Gao."

Knowing the name of the other party, you can find it easily in the future. She is the princess of Qifeng Dynasty. Today, she was saved, so you must give her a thick report!

"Ling Hao."

After hearing this, Qi Yu scratched his head and said to himself, "I think I've heard the name before."

"You killed people?"

With crutches in hand, the old man with white hair stands in the void, his eyes are like electricity.

Linghao said lightly, "I don't like to look up to others."

"Come down!"

With a wave of his hand, a stream of light rushed to the sky, thunder roared, and the thick thunder at the mouth of the bowl rumbled down.

The old man with white hair was slightly shocked and raised his crutch to meet the sky thunder.

"I see how long you can hold on."

Linghao continues to control the lightning, and the frequency of falling is more and more intensive.

The old man with white hair was full of black gas, and his eyes were full of violence.

"Good! Kind of! "

He had to fall, and seven others followed him.

There are men and women.

"It seems that you can't leave. You can hide after a fight."

"Don't let me distract you."

Ling Hao looks at Qi Yu, hoping that the girl knows the priority of the matter.

Qi Yu nodded and said in a deep voice, "master Ling, be careful!"

"In my opinion, these eight people are the eight deacons of the magic tour gate."

"The old man with white hair is called fengbaichuan."

Qi Yu looks at Ling Hao anxiously. The evil gate is a sect of evil way north of Fengcheng. It has always been cruel and merciless. As a princess of Qifeng Dynasty, she has heard about it, so she knows their identity.

"Together, this kid is a little tricky!"

The wind is full of rivers.

Then, he picked up his crutch and rushed to Ling Hao. On the way, his figure was like electricity.

The other seven cast their own magic weapons.

The rain like attack swept over Linghao. Linghao dared not take it lightly. The heavy sword sang clearly and rose to the sky. The sword was dazzling. He held it in his hand and walked up like a dragon.

"The sword is so cold!"

This sword technique was used by him. In a short time, thousands of swords rose to the sky.

Qi Yu was stunned. She could not help murmuring: "it's really powerful!"

She always liked swords. She was different from ordinary people when she was young. Therefore, Qi Fu asked her master of swordsmanship.

"My masters, if compared with him, may not win at all."

Six people were injured and fell from the air. Their abdomen was cut and bleeding.

"Don't fight with him, you guys. His heavy sword is very strange. Please don't let him use it!"

At this point, he has understood the reason. It must be that the young man's swordsmanship cultivation is very good.

The other seven are all dignified. Why is a late Nirvana cultivator so strong?

Linghao hears the words and smiles. Is this to compare with his physical strength?

He has two great body training skills. How dare he have them!

Seventy eight Nirvana meridians appear suddenly, the golden light is surging from its whole body, and the golden meridians are twinkling with the eyes of all people.

"Impossible!"

The wind shrieked, the hands slipped and the crutches fell to the ground.

Other people are even more a face dull, buzzing in the mind.