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Linghao looks straight at Xue Ming. If this one wins, there will be 500000 top-grade Lingshi in his hand. He can buy daozundan again.

Xue Ming said nothing, and a jade flute appeared out of the sky. He held it in his hand and slowly raised it to his mouth. In a moment, the faint voice sounded, and the rhythm was extremely solemn.

Like thousands of horses running to the front, the jade flute sends out a blue rainbow, hovering around the challenge arena, only to see all the people below cover their ears and look painful, they swayed around.

Hearing the sound, Ling Hao didn't dare to be careless. He gave a cold drink and said, "Heaven dragon protects the body!"

See, nine dragons around Ling Hao, constantly winding, the sound wave played by the jade flute is completely unable to enter.

Xue Ming looks at him in surprise. His face changes. Vast Zhenyuan is irrigated into the jade flute again. The magic sound is irresistible. The gamblers below have reached the critical point, and even some people have begun to foam.

Ling Hao frowned slightly, thinking that he would not die until the Yellow River.

Then I'll give you something violent.

Ling Hao takes back his magic power, roars to the sky, and his hair is flying.

This roar made many obstacles turn to ashes. Xue Ming stepped back a few steps, his face was slightly white, and he said: "what magic is this?"

"Tianlong Bayin." Linghao said lightly, "this kind of attack has no effect on me. Let's show our true ability."

Ling Hao doesn't speak any more. He directly bullies him and punches him.

With a roar, Xue Ming dodged the blow and the big drum behind him broke.

The two figures are on the stage. You come and I go. After forty or fifty rounds of fighting, the surrounding buildings turn into ruins and smoke rises everywhere.

In their realm, we can compress the real yuan to a certain extent. Otherwise, the small xuandou platform can't bear their strength at all. It's the two people who are trying their best to compress their strength.

"The rainbow runs through the sun!"

Xue Ming said.

Fist into a golden black, gallop away.

In the middle of the gallop, space trembles.

"Cover the sky from the sun."

All lost light, as if in the night.

For a moment, a round of red sun slowly emerged, holding the round of golden day in the golden palm.

When the palm of his hand was pressed down, the golden black suddenly became the air. Xue Ming was shocked to see this.

"My fist is to respect jiuchongtian and avoid it. Why can you dissolve it easily?"

Xue Ming is a Taoist with eight aspects of heaven, which is higher than Linghao's two small realms.

When they first started, Xue Ming had tried to explore Ling Hao's realm. He thought that if Ling Hao was really in this realm, he would definitely win the fight.

However, the scene in front of us directly shows that things are not so simple.

For example, he was thinking about how to take it.

Seeing the golden big fingerprint fall on himself, Xue Ming's brow overflowed with sweat, and his eyes were very anxious.

He didn't have time to think about it. He used his witnessing skills. A black stone gate flew out of him.

The black stone gate is surrounded by endless black air. After rushing out, the golden handprint flying to the sky seems to prevent the big handprint from falling.

Linghao saw this, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "the door is out of the body, it's a little interesting, but if I really fall down, your door will be smashed."

Hearing this, Xue Ming's eyes were shocked. "You mean, you can break my Taoist gate with one stroke?"

He can't help but be shocked. We should know that the Taoist gate in a man's body carries the efforts of the monks and is also the most important part of the Taoist realm. If it is broken by one hand, then his future can be ended.

Linghao saw that he had the color of doubt, and said lightly, "look good."

A golden light across, hit on the black stone door, let the black stone door tremble a few times, the black air suddenly collapsed.

"Go back!"

Ling Hao had a cold drink and Xue Ming's Taoist school flew back to his body.

Xue Ming's heart leaped wildly. His cultivation was so terrible that he could even point to his Taoist school and frighten him.

"Brother, I'm really strong. Xue Ming admits defeat."

Xue Ming knew that if he continued to fight, he would be begging for help.

Although the young man in front of him is Tao Zun, he now knows that the realm can't be counted. Now he is an example.

"Xiaorui, give Mr. Ling 500000 excellent Lingshi." Xue Ming smiled and ordered his maid.

He once again turned his attention to Ling Hao and said, "xuandoutai welcomes you at any time."

For such a strong man, he plans to make friends. He probably knows that Ling Hao is for Lingshi.

Countless gamblers are green. What's the matter? Didn't Xue Ming win?

These gamblers are depressed because they don't play according to the routine. Most of them are despondent. Some of their old gamblers put all their wealth into it, so that Xue Ming can win and earn a lot of money.

Bai Hanyun is like one of them at the moment. He is biting his teeth and his eyes are shining cold.

"Linghao, I will let you die later!"

Now he hates Ling Hao so much that he makes a fool of himself again and again. He can't bear to challenge on stage.