Soul And Martial Emperor

Meng Hao's eyes turned cold, and he quickly retreated. It was as if there was a shadow of a dragon, and in a flash, he managed to dodge Zhao Jinming's attack.    

    

"You're quite fast." Zhao Jinming smiled. He clenched his fist, and a grey longsword appeared in his hand. The sword was emitting a sharp aura, and it could be seen from the aura fluctuations. This was definitely a low rank two spirit weapon.    

    

"One of the two great low grade two spiritual weapons of Zhao family, the 'Evil Wind Sword'. I never thought that Zhao Dongqiang would give this spiritual weapon to Zhao Jinming. Looks like Meng Hao is going to lose." Many people felt slightly helpless.    

    

"Miss, who do you think will win between the two of them?" Ouyang Xiaotian asked in a deep voice. Ouyang Ziyan heard him and said with a smile, "With Zhao Jinming's half-step Earthly Martial Stage strength, I'm afraid he won't be a match for Meng Hao. A few days ago, I fought with Meng Hao once. I could sense a dangerous Qi from his body. There was also a sense of familiarity. It seems to be the intent realm."    

    

"Will, could it be that Meng Hao has comprehended a concept?" Ouyang Xiaotian's facial expression changed drastically, and even his tone changed. One should know that the combat strength of warriors who had comprehended a concept was not something that ordinary people could estimate. Ouyang Ziyan shook her head and said, "I don't know either. Let's continue watching and see how many trump cards Zhao Jinming can force out."    

    

"Storm Martial Soul - Storm Slash!"    

    

Zhao Jinming did not hold back either. He attacked with a killing move. The "Evil Wind Sword" in his hand slashed horizontally, turning into a storm vortex that spun towards Meng Hao. It actually lifted up the stones on the fighting stage.    

    

Meng Hao smiled when he saw this. He clenched his hand and the "Shooting Star Sword" instantly appeared in his palm. Everyone looked at the green light sword that Meng Hao took out. Meng Tianhua could not help but feel a little shocked. His expression changed drastically as he muttered, "Shooting Star Sword, the best of the second-grade low grade spirit weapons. I never thought that this old man would give this Shooting Star Sword to Hao. Looks like he really knows Hao.    

    

"Created Soul Skill - Waning Moon!"    

    

Meng Hao's low and deep voice sounded from within his heart. After which, he suddenly swung the 'Shooting Star Sword' in his hand. It instantly transformed into a crescent sword glow that flickered with lightning. It cut through the sky and appeared in front of the storm vortex in a flash.    

    

Bang! Bang!    

    

The two collided. The sharp and terrifying storm vortex was actually forcefully cut in half by the crescent moon sword glow. Furthermore, it did not slow down as it slashed towards Zhao Jinming. Zhao Jinming's expression changed at first. After that, he waved the "Evil Wind Sword" in his hand and drew a protective barrier in front of him.    

    

Boom! Boom!    

    

The crescent sword light slashed onto the protective barrier, and actually emitted a loud explosive sound. Immediately after, Zhao Jinming's protective barrier actually cracked open, and it shattered in a few breaths' time.    

    

Puchi!!!    

    

The instant the protective barrier exploded, Zhao Jinming's face turned pale. He felt a sweetness in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura had also become much weaker. He raised his head and looked at Meng Hao with an even more intense killing intent.    

    

"Brat, you actually injured me to this extent. Today, I will definitely cripple you," Zhao Jinming said coldly, then slowly stood up. At this moment, Zhao Jinming's eyes turned blood-red, as if he had turned into a bloodthirsty person.    

    

"Third High Grade Soul Skill - Dark Kuang Mo!"    

    

Zhao Jinming's cold voice resounded throughout the entire martial arts field, and following his words that contained a cold aura, Zhao Jinming's body actually changed. Not only did his body become taller, but he also became taller. A pitch-black armor appeared on his body, and a ferocious dragon could be seen flickering on the surface of the armor.    

    

"Go to hell!" Zhao Jinming shouted coldly. His body suddenly trembled, and in a flash, he appeared beside Meng Hao. Then, he threw his pitch-black fist at Meng Hao.    

    

At this moment, Meng Hao's facial expression changed slightly, because he could sense that Zhao Jinming's strength had reached the First Sky of Earthly Martial. Furthermore, his speed and strength had increased by a lot. It was not a good time to fight him head on at this moment. "Swimming Dragon Movement Technique" was fully unleashed. It was as if his body had turned into a swimming dragon that was swimming in the sky.    

    

Even so, Meng Hao was still hit by Zhao Jinming's fist twice. However, most of his strength had been absorbed by Meng Hao. He didn't suffer any injuries at all.    

    

"This won't do. Since this is the case, I'll summon my Martial Soul as well!" Thinking of this, Meng Hao quickly formed seals with his hands and shouted in a low voice.    

    

"Thunder Lightning Martial Soul, come out!" !!    

    

In the next moment, a huge shadow that was flickering with lightning appeared behind Meng Hao. This caused Meng Hao's speed to suddenly increase. Ouyang Ziyan's beautiful eyes stared intently at Meng Hao's Martial Soul. She smiled and sighed, "A mutated Thunder Lightning Martial Soul. I wonder how much control he has over this mutated Thunder Lightning Martial Soul."    

    

Everyone was stunned, especially the patriarchs of the four big families. The Prefecture Master of Mansion of City Lord and the others were all shocked, because they had recognized Meng Hao's Martial Soul as a variant Thunder Lightning Martial Soul. Its power was much stronger than the other Martial Soul.    

    

"Thunder Lightning Martial Soul - Heavenly Lightning Kill!"    

    

Meng Hao's deep voice resounded. After which, he suddenly threw out a punch. The force of his punch seemed to transform into a flood dragon as it soared into the sky. Its huge tail swept out and slammed onto Zhao Jinming's body.    

    

Puchi!    

    

Zhao Jinming's body, which had become bigger, was sent flying away. He fell onto the fighting stage and was sent flying dozens of meters away. However, Meng Hao did not stop there. His body trembled and he arrived beside Zhao Jinming. He swung his fist violently.    

    

"This punch is the price for challenging the Meng Clan." "This is the consequence of insulting the younger generation of the Meng Clan." "This punch is the reward for injuring the disciples of our clan." With every punch, Meng Hao would say one of Zhao Jinming's crimes. After a while. After that... Meng Hao dispersed the Thunder Lightning Martial Soul and stood quietly on the fighting stage. As for Zhao Jinming, he had already been beaten badly by Meng Hao.    

    

"Brat, you have hurt my grandson. Today, I will kill you!" Zhao Dongqiang saw that his grandson had been beaten badly. He couldn't help but become furious. He lunged forward and took the initiative to punch Meng Hao. Obviously, he had used all of his strength to punch Meng Hao. He wanted to kill Meng Hao just like that.    

    

Meng Hao sensed the killing intent behind his back. He wasn't afraid at all. He just stood there quietly, just as Zhao Dongqiang's punch was about to hit Meng Hao. A figure appeared beside Meng Hao. He casually removed the punch that contained a terrifying killing intent.    

    

"Zhao Dongqiang, your grandson only has himself to blame. Does he really think that there is no one in our Meng Family? You actually attacked a junior? Do you still have any face left? If you want to beat me up, I'll fight with you! "The person who came was Meng Hao's grandfather, Meng Yuhua. At this moment, Meng Yuhua's face was filled with anger. The fact that the other party had attacked a junior regardless of his status had already infuriated him.    

    

Zhao Dongqiang's facial expression changed dramatically. When he saw the mocking expressions of the other patriarchs and the master of Mansion of City Lord... He coldly harrumphed and said, "Meng Yuhua, the Zhao family will remember what happened today. We will definitely return the favor to your family twice in the future." After he finished speaking, he grabbed the unconscious Zhao Jinming and a group of Zhao family disciples and left the Meng family with haste. He had no face to stay here any longer.    

    

"Grandfather, I will go back first." Meng Hao said to Meng Yuhua in a flat tone, then he turned around and walked towards the bottom of the fighting stage. However, after taking two steps, he turned around and said with a smile, "By the way, Mr. Ling asked me to say hello to you, grandpa. Mr. Ling said he missed you. After saying that, he did not stay any longer. He quickly left the place.    

    

Meng Yuhua was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of excitement appeared on his face. Because just now, Meng Hao had actually called him grandfather. This was the first time Meng Hao had called him grandfather. Also, he had actually called that old bastard Mr. Ling. It seemed like their relationship was not ordinary.    

    

After that, all the family heads came over to congratulate Meng Yuhua, saying that he had a genius grandson. Not only that, there were also some people beside Meng Tianyu and Qin Wanru who were congratulating the Meng Family for producing a genius.    

    

While Meng Yuhua was being modest, a happy expression emerged on his face. The other disciples of the Meng Family also had excited expressions on their faces. However, our main character has already returned to his residence and continued his cultivation. To Meng Hao, cultivation was the most important thing. Only when one was strong enough would he be able to win the honorable position.