Chapter 1237

Chuckle!

Chuckle!

...

the pieces of swords cut by Zhou Hao were cut into the gray clouds in the sky, but they were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no movement at all.

The monks of haonu nationality were also affected, so they had to look back at the sky from time to time during the battle to see what happened.

They all know that there must be a strong opponent who forced Zhou Hao in the imperial spirit realm into that.

Hiss!

Once again, a shadowless sword fell from the sky!

Zhou Hao's heart is tight, also waves a sword to block.

However, things have changed dramatically!

This is not one, but several!

The gray clouds on the sky split, at least seven or eight swords fell from the sky!

Three of them came to Zhou Hao and the rest to the monks of haonu nationality.

That's not going to work!

Zhou Hao can catch these terrible shadowless swords, but the strength of the monks of haonu nationality is not high, so they can't catch these swords!

The shadowless sword mang just collided with Zhou Hao's sword intention just now. The impact force produced can make Zhou haozhen retreat by more than ten Zhang, and also shake master yuan lie to fly a hundred feet, and break his arm to vomit blood!

You can imagine how terrible the meaning of the sword is!

But now there are so many swords coming from the sky, how can the monks of haonu nationality resist it?

Zhou Hao can't protect himself now. Where can he save them?

It's a close call at the moment. It's urgent!

"Run! Run

Zhou Hao roars at the monks of haonu nationality.

At the same time, he took out the sky cutting blade, and the sword was in his hand to deal with the shadowless sword.

Boy, it's imminent!

Chuckle!

Chuckle!

Chuckle!

...

Zhou Hao's sword and sword danced rapidly. In an instant, the light and shadow of the sword covered him completely, making him airtight!

Although the speed of the shadowless sword is faster than the wind, thinner than the wind, and even more penetrating than the wind, Zhou Hao's group of Swords is indeed blocking the shadowless sword which is faster than the wind and thinner than the wind.

Just listen to -

bang!

Bang!

Bang!

With three bangs, the shadowless sword was completely blocked by Zhou Hao's swords, but he was also blasted out of nearly 100 Zhang.

Around the place where he stood, there was a wave of power fluctuation with a range of more than ten miles. The land, which had already been withered, was once again filled with earth and rocks.

No matter how broken the earth was, Zhou Hao survived.

He was alive, but there were dead bodies, uneven land and blood everywhere.

There is almost no blood.

Just now, a burst of shadowless sword Spirit fell, and as soon as it hit a person, it directly turned the person into ashes on the spot, and surpassed him on the spot.

As long as some powerful monks can get the whole body, others have become ashes.

Of course, there are still alive, but the living friars lie on the ground, either with their hands or feet broken, or with their hands and feet completely broken.

In short, a living monk is not as good as death.

Not all the monks of haonu nationality died. Even the monks in the prison hall died. It was estimated that eight tenths of them died.

Ten to seven, there is not much left.

The haonu people went from ten to nine, and the rest were even less seriously injured. All of them were lost in the battle.

Who on earth is such a powerful means?

He almost killed all the haonu people. Who in the end had such a terrorist means.

Zhou Hao looked up at the sky again and roared, "Wang Ba, come out to me!"