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Zao Chuan knew that Luo Hao's cultivation was nothing compared to these people, and he thought that Luo Hao was just standing there because he was afraid.

No matter what, Luo Hao knew Zao Chuan's intentions very clearly, and he could not help but have a better impression of him.

Just as Luo Hao was about to speak, one of the Jiang Family's guards rushed towards Zao Chuan, while Zao Chuan shouted out explosively, the sword in his hand swung out to welcome him.

Helplessly, Luo Hao turned his head, and the familiar sound of wind breaking sounded out once more as two arrows flew at him.

One towards Luo Hao, the other towards the horse carriage.

Lu An pushed the Heaven-swallowing Technique to its limit, then his body moved. His upper body drew an arc in the air, perfectly dodging the arrow. However, the fine horse behind him took the arrow for him.

That handsome horse cawed towards the sky before finally being unable to stand and fell down.

The middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise, as though he was extremely surprised, to think that Luo Hao, who only had a cultivation of the ninth level of Soul Condensation Realm, could so easily dodge his arrow.

Towards his surprise, Luo Hao did not express anything.

He walked over to the horse, gently stroked its head, and then stood up. He calmly looked at the middle-aged man, and the broken sword in his hand tightened.

The other arrow had successfully shot into the carriage, but there was no movement after that.

The middle aged man did not care about that either, he did not seem to care about the outcome, but was interested in Luo Hao. His gaze met Luo Hao's, and the two looked at each other.

And at that moment, the arrow that had rushed into the carriage came rushing back towards the middle-aged man.

The man's eyes narrowed, but he remained unmoved as he looked at the incoming arrow.

It was his own arrow, and of course he was not afraid.

With a wave of his hand, the arrow immediately changed direction and flew over the hillside without leaving a trace.

At this moment, a breeze lifted the curtain of the carriage and a graceful figure rushed out.

It was a girl dressed in plain clothes. Luo Hao never would have thought that the Zhou family's eldest daughter would wear such simple clothes, but the ordinary clothes did not hide the proud curves of her body.

The most important thing was that although she was young, she had a natural gas quality that no one her age had.

Zhou Xueying did not stop there as soon as she rushed out. Instead, she took the initiative to charge towards the middle-aged man, even though she clearly knew that she was far from being a match for him.

This fearlessness was indeed worthy of respect. As expected of the young miss of the Zhou family, not to mention that she was currently an inner disciple of Earthly Paradise.

That was the strongest power in the Linzhou, its background and prestige. Even a large sect like the Nanfang could not compare to it!

Many people subconsciously looked over. Not only Luo Hao, but all the bodyguards from the Zhou family along the way, this was the first time they saw the young miss that they worshiped.

Thus, Zhou Xueying's appearance on stage undoubtedly gave these guards a lot of confidence.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man did not have the slightest expression. Although Zhou Xueying was famous as the Genius Girl, he was still nothing compared to experts of the Soul Strengthening Realm.

As a result, the middle-aged man did not pull back his bow, because even though Zhou Xueying's speed was extremely fast, he did not have the time to pull back his bow.

Zhou Xueying was very smart, she knew that the person who was most powerful was the bow and arrow, thus she chose to fight in close range, without giving the person a chance to pull the bow.

This would create some opportunities for her, and then this opportunity would be far from enough to make up for the huge gap in her cultivation base.

Suddenly, a tear appeared in the corner of her eye. It was a tear that did not flow out of sadness. It was called a tear without injury.

Tears fell down from the sky and perfectly blossomed into five petals, which flashed five times in total. It was then followed by a dazzling white light, and a strange smell began to waft out from it. It was called 'odourless'.

Yes, tasteless is not tasteless, tasteless itself is a tasteless.

The middle-aged man frowned. Although he knew that Zhou Xueying's cultivation level was far lower than his, he still felt a sense of danger from within the tears.

But how could this not be dangerous?

This was Zhou Xueying's unique skill, called the Flawless Flower. This level of unique skill was definitely from the heavens, Zhou Xueying was certain that if she was at the same cultivation level as his opponent, she would definitely be able to use the Flawless Flower to crush his opponent.

From the middle aged man's sleeves came out a black feather, which immediately flew towards Zhou Xueying's Flawless Flower. That seemingly ordinary feather contained a dangerous feeling, how could such a person's soul device be normal?

However, Zhou Xueying was not afraid, she just rushed forward, and in the process, the black feather continued to grow bigger, then stopped when it was still a few metres away from the flower, only to see the middle-aged man forming a seal, causing the black feather to release a black Qi, and then the black feather started to flick towards.

Hu hu hu hu!

The wind was not very strong, but the black gas turned into a black mist and quickly wrapped around the Sorrow Flower.

However, she did not panic. Following her low shout, a ray of light flowed out from her fingertips, and then rushed into the black mist.

The sorrowful flowers that were originally enveloped by the black mist began to tremble continuously, and some of the white light could be seen seeping out of the black mist at a visible speed.

The middle-aged man let out a surprised sound as a smile appeared on his face. It was a very strange smile.

The smile disappeared from his face, and unexpectedly, he retracted his black feather. At the same time, the wooden bow in his hand had already pulled back to a semicircle, and the feather shot back like an arrow, landing on the bowstring.

The man loosened his fingers, and the black tail of flame that was the feather rushed towards Zhou Xueying once again.

But at this time, Zhou Xueying had yet to take out her Grief Flower from the ball of black mist, and seeing that the black feather was about to reach her, she was a little hesitant.

However, his hesitation only lasted for a moment before it turned into determination.

With a flip of her right hand, a conical red gem appeared in her hand. This was a famous soul tool of the heavens — — stellar vertebra.

Zhou Xueying poured her spirit energy into the stellar vertebra.

At this time, a terrifying power that would cause even the primordial spirit to tremble was being condensed within the stellar vertebra.

The surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth started to become violent. Everyone who was fighting could not help but glance over before clicking their tongues and sighing. What kind of power was this?

However, the energy within the red gem was too violent, it was obviously difficult for Zhou Xueying to control it, and the stellar vertebra was showing signs of struggling.

Suddenly, Zhou Xueying felt a sweetness in her throat, but she swallowed it back in one gulp. She gritted her teeth and the red gemstone released a dazzling red light as a terrifying energy swept towards the black feather.

The red light completely enveloped the black feather, and then, Zhou Xueying performed a few more incantations, causing the light to converge. When the light completely disappeared, the black feather was fixed in mid air, unmoving, and there were faint red flames burning on the surface of the black feather. In the blink of an eye, the black feather had turned into black dust, and finally scattered into the air.

That feather was refined by the middle-aged man with his blood essence, so the destruction of the soul weapon also caused a great deal of damage to the master. The middle-aged man was indeed injured, but he was just trying to conceal it.

At the same time, Zhou Xueying, who was in the air, felt her body soften as she fell.

The middle-aged man was finally going crazy. That black feather was his most precious treasure. He had never thought that it would disappear just like that.

"You actually dared to destroy my lifeblood soul weapon!"

the middle-aged man raged.

However, the current Zhou Xueying was already severely injured. That stellar vertebra was given to her by her master before she left and she was instructed not to use it unless it was a life and death moment.

However, she didn't hesitate to activate it. Even though she hadn't reached the moment of life and death, she knew that she had no chance of winning against an expert of this level. She could only use her killing move as soon as she started.

However, Zhou Xueying had still misjudged the gap between herself and the Soul Strengthening Realm Ranker. In fact, her killing move had merely caused the opponent to receive a little injury.

After all, he had never fought with a powerhouse of this level before. Of course, the two great devils that had appeared in the Xunyao Mausoleum were not among them, and the Wang Chen of a few days ago was also not as strong as the middle-aged man.

However, everything happened for the first time.

Luo Hao stepped out with his right foot and held the broken sword tightly.

However, just as he took two steps forward, a clear cry resounded through the sky.

Everyone subconsciously paused for half a breath, then looked in the direction of the cry.

A bright and clear sword suddenly horizontally across the sky, and stabbed towards the sky with a straight line of cyan colored lines behind it. Then, several cyan colored sword lights, which were like wind and lightning, rushed over from the horizon, engulfing the entire sky with sand as they charged towards Jiang Huafeng.

This attack came from Zhou Xuan.

This technique was called — Linlang Wind Sword.

The sword manual was the Zhou Family's secret sword manual. There were only four people in the young generation of the Zhou Family who had inherited it, other than Zhou Xuan, one of them was Zhou Ze who had already died in the Xunyao Mausoleum. Naturally, Zhou Xueying knew it, and the other was Zhou Xueying's elder brother, Zhou Chuanning.

"I never thought that cousin Zhou Xuan had already mastered the fifth form of the Linlang Wind Sword Technique!"

Zhou Xueying said in surprise.

Amongst the young disciples of the Zhou Family, the most talented one was Zhou Xueying, and the one with the highest cultivation was Zhou Chuanning.

"If you have already mastered the fifth form of the Linlang Wind Sword, then I'm afraid Zhou Chuanning has already mastered the sixth form?"

Jiang Huafeng raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Xuan did not reply, he still had an indifferent expression, he made a hand seal with his sword, and the light around the swords became even brighter.

Jiang Huafeng let out a cold snort, and quickly held up the fan in his hand. The fan opened up in the air, and on the fan was a high mountain and flowing water painting.

Jiang Huafeng muttered an incantation as he placed a few seals on the fan. Suddenly, a stream of water shot out from the fan, it was not very thick, but was twisted into a fried dough twist.