Lin Yuan's body began to tremble when he heard Huang Hao's words.

He is almost the same as Chen Ming. Even though the treasures on him are even stronger, he is still not good enough to face Huang Hao, who has shown his strength at this moment.

"Huang Hao, you openly killed someone in front of everyone. Could it be that you didn't take the many cultivators present seriously?" Lin Yuan shouted at Huang Hao with a trembling voice, trying to label Huang Hao as he would ignore the heroes. Among the cultivators present, there were many irritable tempers, and many powerful ones. At that time, as long as Huang Hao said a few arrogant words according to his meaning, it would inevitably cause public outrage. At that time, he would be beaten up and beat him up. No matter how powerful Huang Hao was, he would not be able to resist it.

"Is that right?" Huang Hao smiled coldly, looked at the practitioners with different faces, and suddenly said lightly: "Everyone, this is my grudge with Lin Yuan, those who block me will die!"

While speaking, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick in Huang Hao's hand suddenly shook, and a powerful fighting spirit rose from the stick and swept out in all directions.

"This stick... can actually release such a terrifying fighting spirit with the master's will. This stick is a spiritual weapon!"

"Yes, only spiritual weapons with the spirit of the instrument can actively resonate with the owner's mood. I didn't expect that Huang Hao actually has a spiritual weapon in his hand!"

"Originally, I have such a terrifying strength, and I have spiritual weapons. This is simply amazing. Perhaps only a real out-of-body powerhouse can deal with Huang Hao!"

Flashes of discussion kept ringing among the crowd, and for a moment, everyone's eyes as they looked at Huang Hao became even more afraid.

If someone had spiritual weapons on them, they would definitely rush up to kill the person at all costs and then snatch the spiritual weapons. However, in Huang Hao's hands, they could not have any greed. It was not that there was no greed, but that they did not dare to have greed. Greed is sometimes a death-hunting talisman.

With constant steps, Huang Hao's voice came again: "When I walk to Lin Yuan, whoever does not retreat, I will regard myself as Lin Yuan's accomplice, and the sword has no eyes. Don't blame me then."

Huang Hao's voice was plain and there was no smell of fireworks at first glance. However, when we recalled the scene where Huang Hao killed Chen Ming just now, everyone shivered suddenly.

In an instant, figures quickly moved away from Lin Yuan. Even those friends who had a good personal relationship with Lin Yuan in the past were now far away from Lin Yuan without saying a word.

In just a few breaths, Lin Yuan was left with only one person, standing there alone, like a separate goat, watching Huang Hao, the violent tiger walking towards him.

"You...you..." Lin Yuan was a little dull. Unexpectedly, Huang Hao's words scared away all these people, and his little abacus was vain.

Feeling the murderous intent on Huang Hao's body becoming more and more powerful, Lin Yuan's sense of crisis finally completely forced out his blood.

"Huang Hao, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" As he roared, a short sword suddenly appeared in Lin Yuan's hand.

As soon as the dagger appears, an extremely sharp aura rises from the dagger, giving people a feeling of showing sharpness.

"This dagger..."

Feeling the breath of the short sword in Lin Yuan's hand, the people around him stared wide, looking disbelief.

"Can it be that this short sword is also a spiritual weapon?" someone said in a low voice.

"No, this is not a spiritual weapon. Although there is a spirituality in this short sword, this spirituality seems to be incompatible with the short sword. If I guess it well, this short sword may be a pseudo-spiritual weapon." A knowledgeable man frowned and said.

"Pseudo-spiritual weapon?" The rest of the people looked at this person in surprise.

"Yes, the weapon spirit in this short sword should not appear when the sword is cast, but was forcibly poured into the short sword the day after all. In this way, the sword has a weapon spirit, which is even more powerful, much more powerful than the most excellent magic weapon. However, this weapon spirit is an outsider after all, and does not belong to the short sword itself, so it is still incomparable to the real spiritual weapon in the end, and can only be called a pseudo-spiritual weapon." This person explained, but his eyes were staring at the short sword in Lin Yuan's hand, with a look of a little moved: "But the short sword in front of him seems to be very good to fit in the weapon spirit that was forced into. The power of this short sword should be considered superior in the pseudo-spiritual weapon."

"So you think, does Lin Yuan still have a chance to turn the tables?" Everyone asked in a verbal question.

"Come on the way?" The man shook his head: "It's hard, pseudo-spiritual weapons are pseudo-spiritual weapons after all. It's almost impossible to defeat the real spiritual weapons. Unless Lin Yuan's strength is much stronger than Huang Hao, he might be able to win the battle."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at Lin Yuan with pity. With the strength Huang Hao showed just now, he was definitely stronger than Lin Yuan. It seems that Lin Yuan was really dangerous this time.

"Shut up all of you guys!" A fury sounded: "A group of cowards don't even have the courage to face Huang Hao. What qualifications do you have to judge me at this moment?"

Everyone's faces changed slightly. Looking at Lin Yuan, who was almost violent, the sympathy in his eyes gradually faded.

"Looking for death!" But a cold voice sounded. After Wei Wuya coldly left this sentence, he ignored it and turned around and returned to the stone pillar. His eyes fell on the words on the stone pillar, and began to concentrate on comprehension.

Seeing Wei Wuya like this, the rest of the people sneered and ignored Lin Yuan's yelling. Everyone knows that although Lin Yuan is now like an angry beast, he has actually been scared by Huang Hao.

At this moment, Huang Hao had already arrived more than ten meters in front of Lin Yuan. With their strength, this distance was almost equal to no distance, and they could attack the other party in just one thought.

"Huang Hao, I want to kill me, you can die for me!" A roar sounded from Lin Yuan's mouth, and the short sword in Lin Yuan's hand instantly emitted an extremely dazzling light, and then a "swoosh" sound pierced at Huang Hao's body.

"So fast speed, so sharp!" Everyone felt the powerful sharp aura above the short sword. Even though they knew that Lin Yuan might still be Huang Hao's opponent, their faces changed slightly at this moment, and they were secretly shocked.

"Just fighting for trapped beasts." Seeing the light sweeping over, a mockery rose on Huang Hao's face.

As soon as he raised his arm, the Hunyuan Ruyi stick was already crossing his chest.

"bite--"

With a sharp and crisp sound, the blade of the short sword directly hit the Hunyuan Ruyi stick, making a harsh collision sound. Then, a powerful will suddenly emanate from the Hunyuan Ruyi stick. Under the will, the short sword bounced out, and the dazzling light flashing on the originally short sword became much dimmed.

Suppression, this is the suppression of grade.

Huang Hao grinned, then raised his stick and fell to Lin Yuan.

This grudge is over.

"Qianjun!"

Huang Hao's cold voice fell directly with the heavy shadow of the Hunyuan Ruyi stick, like the collapse of Mount Tai, unstoppable. The fierce and powerful wind directly made the people watching the game unconsciously hold their breath and dared not make any sound.

"So strong!" This thought arose in everyone's mind at the same time, and their eyes looked at Huang Hao even more afraid.

"Ding--" Another crisp sound, the shadow of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick condensed and stayed on top of Lin Yuan's head.

"Huh?" Huang Hao was stunned. Lin Yuan held the hilt of the sword in both hands and used the sword to block the power of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick. However, Lin Yuan's face turned red at this moment, and there was a lot of heat rising on his body. Obviously, he had done his best to resist Huang Hao's move.

"If you can't beat you with one stick, then you'll have two sticks!" Huang Hao smiled slightly, and his hands suddenly exerted force again, and the true energy on his body suddenly swept up, injecting it into the Hunyuan Ruyi stick like a river entering the sea.

"Boom--"

At this moment, it seemed that even the air was bombarded by Huang Hao's huge power, and the huge stick shadow like a mountain fell down again!

"Dingdang--"

With a more harsh and crisp sound, Lin Yuan looked at his dagger with a pale face. He saw that the dagger broke directly under Huang Hao's stick and became two segments. A green light soared into the sky and soon dissipated.

This green light was the weapon spirit that was forcibly injected into the dagger. With the break of the dagger, the weapon spirit finally regained freedom and returned to heaven and earth.

"The short sword is broken!" Lin Yuan wailed and watched the Hunyuan Ruyi stick fall down. He wanted to avoid it, but at this moment he was shocked to find that Huang Hao's aura had completely locked him. No matter how he could dodge, he could not escape the attack of the Hunyuan Ruyi stick.

"Huang Hao, you must die a good death!" He shouted sadly, and the Hunyuan Ruyi stick hit his body, instantly smashing him into a blood mist.

Huang Hao almost did not retain this stick. He used all his strength and took a stick. Whether it was Lin Yuan's body, Nascent Soul, or even Lin Yuan's spirit, they all turned into nothingness under this stick.

Under the stone pillar in the distance, Wei Wuya, who was comprehending the words on the stone pillar, suddenly turned around, and a serious look appeared on his face for the first time. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He looked at Huang Hao, as if he wanted to see through Huang Hao completely.

Feeling Wei Wuya's gaze, Huang Hao also looked at the latter. The two of them collided with their eyes, and it seemed as if there were thunder balls exploded one by one.

"Huang Hao, you really surprised me." Wei Wuya spoke slowly, his tone was still light and calm, but he had a sense of superiority as if he was above the top: "However, with such strength alone, you are still not qualified."

"You are wrong." Huang Hao also had a faint smile on his face: "Whether you are qualified is not something you say, but something you have to fight with your strength. In front of others, you may be a genius, but in my eyes, you are just a clown."

The fighting spirit rose up overwhelmingly on Huang Hao's body: "Wei Wuya, can you dare to fight?"
Chapter completed!