Chapter 127

"Do you royal family really want to stop me from doing things?"

At the top of the star watching tower, an old man in blue with a long sword in his arms looked coldly at the runner king in front, and his face was a little ugly.

"Haoran sword Saint Li Haoran has come to the important place of our capital. As the host, how can we not entertain him? Well, this drunken immortal wine is unique in the capital. Why don't you sit down and comment? "

Sitting down, the runner Wang said in his spare time, and even poured a glass of wine to taste it.

He also knew that emperor Mingde's intention was to let him come and hold Li Haoran. He didn't need to hold him completely, just to make him unable to do it easily.

"Hum! You can't help it! "

Li Haoran naturally won't weaken his momentum. He sat down without scruples. When his mind moved, the wine in the wine pot automatically pulled out and disappeared into the wine cup.

"Brother Haoran's sense of Haoran sword has increased again. It seems that you can officially set foot in the congenital realm in a short time."

Seeing this scene, the Runner King frowned slightly, forced down the fear in his heart and said with a smile.

He also understood that the other party was demonstrating on purpose, but this hand was indeed quite clever, which also proved that the other party's strength was slightly stronger than him. I'm afraid it was enough to match the old ghost of Chu.

This skill is not inspired by genuine Qi, but a kind of divine power derived from the extreme cultivation of sword intention.

This kind of divine power is the exclusive power of the innate great master. Obviously, Li Haoran is very close to that realm!

"That boy is good. He has cultivated a true meaning that King Kong is not bad. I'm afraid the rumored father Dharma is just like that. I heard that the boy was the descendant chosen by the old ghost of Chu? "

Ignoring the words of runner Wang, Li Haoran turned his eyes to the distant battlefield and obviously knew something about Wang Hao's intelligence.

He was in the same era as the old ghost Runner King of Chu. He even competed with him when he was young. He was familiar.

Among them, the old ghost of Chu has the strongest talent, followed by him and the runner king again.

Originally, the old ghost of Chu was the most promising to become a real congenital master before the age of 40. Unfortunately, the accident broke his state of mind and stopped at half a congenital state all his life.

I thought the old guy would be silent, but I didn't expect that the old guy quietly cultivated such a descendant of demons, more demons than they used to.

Others may not understand what Wang Hao's golden light on his skin means, but how can he not know?

That's a sign that King Kong is not bad!

Although the golden light on Wang Hao's skin film is still very weak, he has taken the most difficult step. As long as he continues to practice in the future, he can become a real King Kong and become the second person after the father of Dharma sooner or later.

"Although I didn't say it clearly, it almost means that!"

The runner king did not hide this, and there was no need to hide it, but he would not tell some details, such as Changsheng Daogong.

Chu Lao can ask his ancestors for longevity skills for Wang Hao. Obviously, he treats him as a closed door disciple. There is no doubt about this.

"Alas! It seems that we lost to old Chu again! "

Sighed, Li Haoran looked a little gloomy.

When he was young, Li Haoran was suppressed by the old ghost of Chu. Unexpectedly, he was surpassed by the other party in cultivating disciples, and so much.

"Yes, we lost to old Chu again!"

The Runner King also sighed and thought of his disciples. His pride dissipated immediately.

Although those disciples are good, they are just like that. The highest achievement is only the peak of the master level. It is impossible to set foot in the congenital realm.

I thought it was good. After all, the congenital environment is not so easy to touch.

However, compared with the boy below, he becomes a scum. With the talent shown by the boy, even if he can't step into the innate realm in the end, he can still have the combat power of the innate realm by cultivating to the peak of the master level.

In this regard, they really lost to old Chu again!

Not to mention the conversation between the Runner King and Li Haoran, on the other side of the battlefield, Wang Hao and the Dragon elephant master fought without leaving their hands, and each blow was full of strength.

Although master Longxiang has advanced cultivation and excellent fighting skills, Wang Hao's ten bloody battles are not weak.

In terms of power, the ten forms of bloody battle that has reached the 90 progress is no less powerful than those martial moves at the master level. In addition, with the strong resilience given by the power of blood and the help of blood magic, it will not suffer at all.

You know, before he came, he deliberately swallowed a medicinal diet. A battle of this level can last a whole day, so he can always maintain his peak state.

Even because of this fierce battle, it is slowly becoming stronger under the action of the nine turn forging formula.

Two hours after the battle, Wang Hao's nine turn forging formula finally broke through the bottleneck and reached the initial stage of perfection.

Two hours later, it reached the middle stage, and two hours later, it reached the late stage.

The improvement of the nine turn forging formula drives the improvement of the physical strength. At the moment, his strength is very close to the limit of 100000 Jin, and his blood power has also increased to 97 points.

"Dang!"

The swords in their hands hit each other hard again. Wang Hao's body did not move, but the right leg of the Dragon elephant master was soft and half knelt on the ground, smashing a slate brick under his feet.

The blood vessels and veins of the Dragon elephant man burst up. He wanted to push up the Vajra pestle pressed on his shoulder. Unfortunately, he couldn't shake it for a minute after trying hard.

Although the martial artist who practices external skills has extremely long Qi pulse and strong endurance, he still reaches his limit after six hours of continuous fierce fighting.

This failure is partly due to the fact that the Vajra pestle in his hand is not as heavy as the big sword in the other party's hand, but more importantly, he is not as heavy as the other party.

Perhaps in the early stage, he had to slightly surpass the boy, but as the battle continued, he was shocked to find that his strength was improving rapidly, so that he surpassed him now.

"You lost!"

Aware that the strength of the Vajra pestle was weakened, Wang Hao said coldly. His voice seemed very tired with some uncontrollable asthma.

Of course, it's all fake.

The medicated meals he had swallowed were only half consumed at the moment.

After all, you can't be too abnormal, otherwise how can you go to hell later?

"The poor monk lost!"

Silent and half paid, master Longxiang nodded dejectedly. He really lost this war. No matter what aspect, he lost completely!

After all, he is at the peak of cultivation in the master's realm at the moment, and the other party is only a super first-class peak cultivation. He is defeated by others even after a big level difference. What else can we say?

Seeing that the Dragon elephant master conceded defeat, Wang Hao didn't mean to kill him. He took back the shameless sword pressed on the Vajra pestle, stepped back and looked at the Dragon elephant master calmly.

"Don't you kill the poor monk?"

Frowning at Wang Hao who stepped back, master Longxiang looked puzzled. In his opinion, he was defeated. Wang Hao had the upper hand and should hurt the killer. Why didn't he start instead?

"Monk, you have never shown your intention to kill me from beginning to end. Why should I kill you? This is just a competition. I have to say that you are much better than master Linghui in the cultivation of dragon elephant Prajna skill, but it's a pity that you don't seem to have learned master Linghui's King Kong handprint. "

Wang Hao said with a smile that he had no idea of killing others. After all, they didn't show any killing opportunities from beginning to end. They just regarded the battle as a competition. Why should he be a villain!

Moreover, he got along well with guru Linghui and little lama Longling. There was no need to hate others like this.

But this answer stunned the Dragon elephant master. Obviously, he didn't expect Wang Hao to say so. He came back to his mind for a long time and stood up to proclaim the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, master once said that the poor monk is impatient and is not suitable for practicing the King Kong handprint. Let me cultivate myself for some time. However, if I meet with the benefactor next time, I should not disappoint the benefactor!"

The cultivation conditions of King Kong's big handprint are very high. The most important thing is his mind. His previous mind is not qualified to practice. If he practices forcibly, he will become possessed.

However, the failure of this war made him see through a lot of things, and he was in a peaceful mood. I think he should be qualified to practice.

"Oh? Then I'm looking forward to it! "

Wang Hao was surprised. Naturally, he heard the implied meaning in the words of master Longxiang.

"Benefactor, I'm leaving!"

He folded his hands and saluted. The Dragon elephant master then picked up the Vajra pestle and walked out. However, after turning around, he used the method of transmitting sound into secret to warn Wang Hao.

"Benefactor, there is a Confucian half step innate Grand Master sitting on the high tower in the north. You should be careful!"

Since people are so generous that they don't want him to die, he naturally doesn't mind paying back. Anyway, it's a matter of one sentence.

"Master, this is my Confucian holy medicine biluodan, which is the most important supplement to the consumption of genuine Qi. Please take it quickly for recovery, and then we will take the thief together to avenge your teacher."

The elegant man who watched the battle outside flashed to the Dragon elephant master, took out a jade bottle and found a green pill. This is a Confucian holy medicine Biluo pill, refined with many precious miraculous drugs, which can greatly restore the consumption of true Qi.

Only one Biluo pill can restore half of the true Qi of the master level peak strongman, which is very precious.

In addition, as a disciple of Haoran sword saint, he got ten Bi Luo pills.

"Bi Luo Dan?"

Glancing at the biluodan in the hands of the elegant man, master Longxiang picked it up and swallowed it suspiciously. After a while, his eyes lit up. It was obvious that he realized the power of biluodan.

However, he suddenly grabbed the jade bottle containing Bi Luo Dan from the elegant man and threw it back to Wang Hao in the rear.

Instinctively catching the jade bottle, Wang Hao was stunned. Then, regardless of others, he quickly poured the pill in the jade bottle into his mouth.

Bi Luo Dan, as Chu Lao said, is a unique elixir of Confucianism. It has extremely powerful effects. Although it is mainly used to restore Qi, it can also restore physical fitness, so it is still useful to him at the moment.

I don't know when this battle will last. It's right to add more.

"Master, what are you doing?"

When the elegant man saw this scene, his eyes were almost ready to spit fire. Obviously, he was very angry.

The experts of Wuyue sword sect around them are also very egg pain and liver pain. It's not easy for the big monk to consume a large part of Wang Hao's physical strength, but who wants the big monk to do so in a twinkling of an eye.

This is not cheating!