The terrifying power gathered in Huang Hao's body.

“Huh?”

Feeling the momentum that Huang Hao was squirting, Leng Yinghua's eyes also showed a look of surprise.

His understanding of Huang Hao's strength was still at the last time when he assassinated Huang Hao, but he didn't expect how long it had passed and Huang Hao's strength had improved again.

At this moment, Leng Yinghua's eyes began to become severe.

"I didn't expect that after a few days, your strength has improved again. It seems that you must be killed today, otherwise when you continue to grow, it will inevitably become a future." Leng Yinghua sneered, and a dagger appeared again on his other hand.

The dagger was blood-red all over, like blood casting, emitting evil aura, making people feel a strong sense of crisis at a glance.

His eyes also became awe-inspiring. If Leng Yinghua, who had previously held the black dagger, gave him a feeling of a dangerous poisonous snake, then Leng Yinghua at this moment was a violent tiger.

"Anyway, you're going to die, I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm not only good at assassination. My favorite way of fighting is actually to tear the enemy to pieces." Leng Yinghua licked her lips, and her eyes at Huang Hao were particularly weird, as if she was looking at a delicious dinner.

"It's just my wish!" Huang Hao took the Hunyuan Ruyi stick and a sharp fighting spirit shot out in his eyes: "Fight, today you either die, or I die!"

"As you wish!"

The next moment, two figures rushed together frantically, and the terrifying power fluctuations suddenly filled the space of the Zhenjing bell.

"Bang--"

"boom--"

The sound of crazy collisions, the sound of metal and iron clashing, the muffled groans, the shouting... were constantly intertwined, making the already thrilling battle even more confusing.

Huang Hao's heart was filled with fighting spirit. At this moment, he had already burst out with all his strength. Leng Yinghua's combat skills and combat awareness were absolutely ahead compared to Huang Hao. After all, he was a genius disciple of the Donghuang Sect, with the foundation of the sect and the guidance of experienced seniors. Compared to Huang Hao's wild paths he had been exploring all the way, he was very powerful. Once the two fought, Huang Hao felt like he was trapped in the mud, as if his every move was a tendency to be led by Leng Yinghua.

However, Huang Hao also has his own advantage, which is the Eye of Reincarnation. The Eye of Reincarnation that has been promoted to the fourth level has long been different from the past. His terrifying insight allows Huang Hao to take advantage of the enemy's initiative everywhere and get rid of Leng Yinghua's rhythm.

More importantly, Leng Yinghua's realm was suppressed, and Huang Hao could already use the power of the Reincarnation Eye to slow down Leng Yinghua's movements. Although the slowdown was not large, for the masters to fight, slowing down a little can change the situation.

Therefore, after experiencing the initial rush, Huang Hao became more at ease in dealing with Leng Yinghua's attack.

On the other hand, Leng Yinghua became more and more frightened as he grew bigger. He thought that even though he suppressed the realm, his combat awareness and combat experience were there, and he was still at ease to deal with Huang Hao. However, the more he fought to the end, the more he felt that his fighting rhythm was slowly disintegrating, and even began to feel that he was gradually being brought up by the other party.

Moreover, I don’t know how Huang Hao practiced. His power was really extremely powerful, especially the black stick, which was obviously an amazing treasure. Even though it could not compare to the Golden Immortal Artifact Conquering Bell that trapped him, it would definitely not be inferior to the two daggers in his hand.

What's even more hateful is that the black stick actually contained the power of lightning. If it were ordinary power of lightning, he wouldn't care. After all, with his strength, ordinary lightning could not hurt him at all. However, the lightning on the black stick was actually a thunder thunder. Even a low-level thunder could have a certain impact on him.

Moreover, as the battle continued to stalemate, the thunder of thunder rushed into his body, and began to numb his muscles and slowed down his movements.

"We must fight quickly, otherwise, I will be too passive." Leng Yinghua became secretly anxious.

However, this anxiety was clearly grasped by Huang Hao's reincarnation eye. Huang Hao chuckled and the attack suddenly became more rapid.

"Qianjun--"

"The earth crack--"

"Passing the clouds--"

"Full Moon—"

"Dragon Thunder--"

Huang Hao's attacks continued, like flowing clouds and water, giving people an extremely violent beauty.

Leng Yinghua was like lightning, and each attack could hit the point where Huang Hao's attack was weak. Moreover, Leng Yinghua had already given up the attack form of a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow, but instead waved the black and red daggers in his hand, and the attack was like a storm and rain, pouring wildly towards Huang Hao.

In just a moment, both of them were covered in blood and their clothes had become torn.

But the eyes of the two were still sharp, and their offensive became more and more crazy.

Only when you really fight can you realize the opponent's strength.

At this moment, the two of them have already started to fight desperately. Gradually, both of them have given up defense and only attack left. Because they found that defense will only make them more passive. Only by attacking and continuous attacking can they gain real advantages, thereby expanding their advantages and then crushing the opponent step by step.

Suddenly, the two men in the battle suddenly separated, looking at each other with a stern expression.

"Boy, you really surprised me." Leng Yinghua wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and a look of evil appeared in her eyes: "But now, are you almost unable to suppress the poison on my dagger?"

Huang Hao's face was cold, with stubbornness and madness in his expression. However, his face was a little pale and a faint black air was shining.

This is the symptom of poisoning.

"Haha, give up, why not give this Golden Immortal Artifact to me obediently, and then as long as you make a soul oath, you will be loyal to me, I can forgive your life and give you the antidote, how about it?"

Looking at Huang Hao's appearance, a look of pride appeared in Leng Yinghua's eyes. The reason why he attacked violently before was actually just to confuse his opponent. His real killer move was still the poison in his dagger. Before that, many people who fought with him, and many of them eventually died under the poison in his dagger.

Hearing Leng Yinghua's words, Huang Hao's face was full of coldness: "Don't say too much nonsense. At this moment, you just want to delay time so that the poison in my body can destroy my vitality? Come on, even if you are poisoned, it is not that easy for you to kill me."

"Hmph, you have to be stubborn until you die. Since you are stubborn, I will send you back to heaven." Leng Yinghua shouted violently, and the murderous intent in her eyes suddenly erupted. The next moment, his figure flashed again, and in an instant he came to Huang Hao.

The next moment, the two black and red daggers were like two ferocious poisonous snakes, sweeping towards Huang Hao's vital points.

Leng Yinghua's face was full of confidence. Only he knew that the poison on his dagger was so fierce that even if the cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal was poisoned, it would not last long. Although the guy in front of him was constantly emerging, he was just a guy in the realm of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Even if the strength this person had not shown at this moment was comparable to that of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal, he even doubted whether this person was a real immortal. Especially after this person burst out with all his strength, he did not discover the aura of the immortal on this person, as if he was just a mortal who had not yet survived the ascension.

No matter what, with this guy's strength, how can he withstand the poisonous attack on his dagger?

"Bang--"

Huang Hao's body flew backwards. Although his Hunyuan Ruyi stick blocked Leng Yinghua's two daggers, the power on it still made Huang Hao's body blow out.

Huang Hao stood up with difficulty, his eyes full of anger and indomitableness.

"Hahaha, it depends on how long you can hold on!" Leng Yinghua smiled cruelly and moved again.

"boom--"

Huang Hao flew backwards again, bleeding from the corners of his mouth and a weak breath on his body.

However, Leng Yinghua did not give Huang Hao any chance. Before Huang Hao could stabilize his body, he launched another attack and knocked Huang Hao away again.

This time, Huang Hao's chest was pierced by a dagger again, and blood poured into pieces, dyeing half of his body red.

"What a strong guy, but I think you can block it a few more times." Leng Yinghua's face showed a sick light, she smiled hysterically, and then bombarded Huang Hao again.

Huang Hao struggled to resist, but was constantly injured, as if a lonely boat in a storm was overturned by terrifying forces at any time.

"Hahaha, I'm tired of playing the trick of catching mice. Now, go to die for me." After bombarding Huang Hao more than ten times in a row, Leng Yinghua looked at Huang Hao who looked dying and said mockingly.

The next moment, his body appeared in front of Huang Hao again, and the black dagger in his hand turned into a black stream of light, and was about to wipe it towards Huang Hao's neck. He did not use all his strength in this blow, because Huang Hao in front of him was no longer worthy of letting him use all his strength.

However, just as his dagger was about to cut off Huang Hao's head, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Because at this moment, Huang Hao, who was already dying, suddenly raised his head. There was no weak point in his eyes, and there was only a hint of mockery and boundless indifference.

"Yes, the game of cat and mouse can indeed end." Huang Hao's voice was cold, but every word was heartbreaking: "Now, go to death for me."

"The sixth style of the Hunyuan Seven Killing Stick - Wuying."

As Huang Hao's cold voice sounded, a black light suddenly appeared in front of Leng Yinghua, and in an instant it pierced Leng Yinghua's head.
Chapter completed!