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"Madman!" The white bone old man's eyes are killing. He roars: "headmaster Feng, you and I don't have to be polite to him. This kid can kill the demon sect alone. He must not be an ordinary person. You and I will kill him together!"

Feng Lushan nodded suddenly and said, "OK!"

The white bone old man stretched out his hands, and a white bone whip emerged from the air. This is the bone of Jiaolong, which belongs to the best Dao ware.

"Twelve whips of bone."

The shadow of whip appeared in the sky. It was very dense. There was no gap. All the disciples of baiguzong knew that there was no living person under the whip of Baigu old man.

The crackling whip lashed Ling Hao.

At the same time, Feng Lushan's hands pinched the rhyme, and his whole body was full of spirit and majestic, and a mountain head shaped glow came out from the palm of his hand.

"Zhentianbaoyin."

This is a unique skill of his life, which is the most terrible blow.

Zhentianbao printed in the air crazy growth, until the shade of the sunset, the desert quickly became dark.

If such a huge thing falls on a man, there will be no residue of crushed bones.

"Why didn't he move?" Qin Ran's heart is beating wildly. Is this kid stupid?

When he was surprised, all the people on the scene felt unbelievable. When the two patriarchs joined forces to kill him, he was still motionless, but his face was still so calm.

"Dead or alive." The white bone old man sneered, and the real yuan he used was a little more majestic, thinking that there was no living under this whip.

Ling Hao finally moved, only to see him slowly mention the heavy sword inserted in the desert, resist in the shoulder, lazy smile.

"Well, let me see the power of this mysterious heavy sword."

He urged Jiutian to make a decision and infused the mysterious heavy sword with the hegemonic Zhenyuan. Only a layer of streamer appeared under the dark heavy sword's appearance, and finally a roar came out, which was a brilliant work.

"Kill and attack Kendo!"

Linghao's eyes are cold. His posture avoids the attack of the two masters, and he swims away with a heavy sword.

With one sword, the Tianbao seal was scattered and turned into grey powder.

"Here It's impossible! " Feng Lushan's eyes are frightened and petrified.

"It's over. Tianbaoyin, the Lord Town, was destroyed by a single blow. He's too strong!"

"The patriarch has not failed in many years."

"It doesn't matter. The Lord and Zhentian sword haven't been used. Let's watch."

The elders and disciples of xuandaomen discuss here. All the men, women, old and young turn their attention to Ling Hao. They want to see if this man can resist the 12 whips of white bone old man.

Ling Hao raised his eyes and swept to the whip shadow. He waved and split. The heavy sword touched the whip, only listening to the crack. The white bone whip made by Jiaolong broke.

A cloud of fly ash blew by and fell on the shocked cheek of the white bone old man. He murmured: "I My best Dao ware! "

"Why?"

Is the magic weapon in the ranks of the best Taoist instruments so vulnerable?

Is that dark heavy sword a magic weapon of heaven level?

Above the Tao tool is the heaven level magic tool.

At the moment, there was no sound.

As we all know, the two leaders used the most powerful magic weapon at the first move, but the man was still intact, even the old man's weapon was damaged!

Powerful!

Baiguzong, xuandaomen, those young people or girls who look young, look envious and jealous when they look at Linghao.

Such a young man can fight against the two patriarchs. Even the two patriarchs are going to lose. It's true that a man can't look like a man and the sea can't be measured.

Previously, they thought that it was just a young boy, no matter how strong he was, how strong he was, and how strong he was. If the two leaders took action, they would not be able to suppress him at will.

However, it backfired.

The white bone old man is undoubtedly the most angry one. He has been accompanied by his best Taoist instruments for many years. He usually feeds with blood essence and nourishes the flesh and blood of the boy and the girl. With so much energy, he finally rose to the rank of the best several years ago.

But

It's all gone.

It's all because of this young man.

"Thief, you must die!" The white bone old man roared, the crazy posture, let many white bone sect disciples move their feet, away from a little.

Feng Lushan felt that his face was not guaranteed, and he lost his face in front of the noble disciples. How can he maintain the authority of the leader?

"White bone old man, you and I don't want to keep it any more. Kill this kid with the most powerful power!"