Soul And Martial Emperor

"If you don't want the Charm Spirt Pill, the Soul Skill is even more impossible!" When Meng Hao's words spread across the entire world, everyone was stunned.    

    

They never thought that Meng Hao would be so powerful. Even when facing a Sixth Heavenly Layer Saint Martial, he didn't give in at all. This kind of boldness was not something an ordinary person could possess.    

    

Everyone looked at Lang Tiangtian. They wanted to see what kind of expression Lang Tiangtian would have next. At this moment, Lang Tiangtian's face flashed with a cruel and cold light, but it only lasted for a brief moment. No one could see it at all.    

    

However, Meng Hao could see it clearly. He couldn't help but feel a little solemn in his heart. This Lang Tiangtian really wasn't as arrogant as Lang Hsing. Furthermore, he had a lot of schemes in his mind. They had to be careful in dealing with him.    

    

"Since you insist, I will let you see the difference in strength between you and me. This isn't something that can be compared with some tricks. Lang Tiangtian smiled at Meng Hao, then his body suddenly turned into mist and disappeared from where he stood.    

    

When he reappeared, he was actually behind Meng Hao. Green soul power surged endlessly in his hands, then it turned into a soul power spear. The spear trembled slightly, and it fiercely stabbed towards Meng Hao's head.    

    

His movement technique was very fast, so it only happened in a split second. However, Meng Hao was already on guard. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and moved backward.    

    

He barely dodged the strange attack of the overwhelming wave. Meng Hao felt helpless. Due to the continuous increase of his strength, Gale Steps was no longer of much use. Although he had already reached the Perfect stage, the effect was still negligible.    

    

It seemed like he would have to find a better movement technique, Soul Skill, in the future. This way, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in a battle. Meng Hao still had the leisure to think about these things.    

    

However, in the next moment, the soul power spear turned into six spear shadows and stabbed towards Meng Hao. This time, it blocked all of Meng Hao's escape routes. If he wanted to break this move, he had to use this move to break it.    

    

"Since I can't dodge it, I'll forcefully break it." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. His body trembled slightly as he extended both of his hands. The fiery red Soul Power in his body surged out like a surging yellow river, flowing continuously.    

    

Boom! Boom!    

    

The fiery red soul power spread all over Meng Hao's body. As Meng Hao waved his hand, it turned into countless fist shadows that crazily smashed in all directions.    

    

In the next moment, cracks appeared on the six spear shadows. Then, they exploded with a loud bang. Like an explosion, the two of them retreated quickly.    

    

This exchange of blows made Lang Tiangtian's facial expression turn serious. The look of contempt from before had long disappeared, because he knew that if he didn't use his full strength, he might fail miserably.    

    

He was the strongest amongst the younger generation in the Lang Wu Kingdom. He had his own pride. However, he was not stupid. Although he was confident in his own strength, he would still use his full strength. He also knew the principle of a lion fighting against a rabbit with his full strength.    

    

"Meng Hao, if you have the strength to make me use my full strength, let me see what kind of tricks you, the strongest expert from the Black Mysterious Kingdom, have." Lang Tiangtian laughed lightly. A silver spear appeared in his palm. The spear was emitting a silver-white light. Judging from its aura, it was a good quality spiritual weapon.    

    

"This is my famous spiritual weapon, the Silver Profound Spear. It is an intermediate Third Grade Spirit Artifact. There are only a few in our Lang Wu Empire that can make me use the Silver Profound Spear." Lang Tiandong laughed loudly. He held the Silver Profound Spear in his hand and thrust it towards Meng Hao's face.    

    

A red light flashed in Meng Hao's hand, and a red long sword appeared in his hand. This was also an intermediate grade Third Grade Spirit Artifact, and it was obtained from Bi Jinqiang's treasure vault. The Flame Dragon Sword was the name of this sword, and it was a match for the Flame Dragon Cauldron. One attack, one defense, it was not bad.    

    

Immediately after that, Meng Hao gripped the Flame Dragon Sword and turned it into a red sword shadow, thrusting it towards the sky. He was facing a Sixth Heavenly Layer Saint Martial warrior, and he was the strongest amongst the younger generation of the Lang Wu Kingdom. Meng Hao did not dare to be careless at all.    

    

Bang! Bang!    

    

In just a few minutes, Meng Hao and Lang Tianni had exchanged more than ten moves. Lang Tianni's heart was in great turmoil because he couldn't suppress Meng Hao and was tied with Meng Hao.    

    

"Silver Profound Spear - Silver Snow Snake!" Silver Profound Spear - Silver Snow Snake!    

    

Lang Tiandong suddenly retreated and used the ultimate move of the Silver Profound Spear. Instantly, his entire body was covered by heavy snow, as if it was winter snow that filled the sky.    

    

Generally, only high-grade spirit artifacts had their own skills, but some middle-grade third and middle-grade fourth grade spirit artifacts also had their own skills, but they could not compare to the innate skills of high-grade spirit artifacts.    

    

The snowflakes that were flying in the sky enveloped Meng Hao and Lang Tiangtian. Then, the snowflakes that were flying in the sky actually turned into ice snakes. Although they were only clapping and laughing, they were emitting a cold aura.    

    

The ice snakes that filled the sky floated in the sky above Meng Hao. Immediately, they covered the sky and covered the earth as they flew towards Meng Hao. Even the surrounding air was sealed by ice.    

    

"Flame Dragon Sword - Flame Fire Dragon Transformation!"    

    

Meng Hao did not dare to be neglectful. He directly displayed the skill that his Flame Dragon Sword had. Immediately, it was as if it had turned into a sea of fire, and it covered the entire sky with ice and snow.    

    

As the Flame Dragon Sword was swung out, a bright red light suddenly shone. In an instant, it turned into a huge fiery dragon. The huge dragon coiled around Meng Hao's body, protecting him within.    

    

Boom! Boom!    

    

A deafening sound was heard. The ice snakes that fell on the flame dragon exploded, causing dust to fly everywhere.    

    

After disappearing into thin air, Meng Hao's figure was revealed. He was still the same as before. His white clothes did not even have a trace of dust on them.    

    

After that, the fire dragon turned into a sky full of sparks and disappeared into the sky. Meng Hao's figure walked out from the depths of the fire shadow and stood in front of Lang Tianni.    

    

This Meng Hao was really powerful. He had even blocked Lang Tian Pan's spirit weapon skill. It seemed that the red sword he was holding was also a pretty good spirit weapon.    

    

Many of the spectators revealed excited expressions. They didn't care who won or lost, but they liked watching battles. Perhaps they would be able to obtain some benefits at that time.    

    

Lang Tianni smiled faintly and said, "Not bad. You actually blocked my attack without any injuries. It seems like you really have some tricks up your sleeve."    

    

Immediately, he softly said, "In that case, let's try my Heavenly Wave Art next. If you can block it, then the grudge between you and my younger brother will be written off."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, the soul power in Lang Tiandong's body surged wildly and gathered around his body. The Qi belonging to a sixth level Saint Martial warrior spread out at this moment.    

    

"Heavenly Wave Art - Wrath of the Sharks!"    

    

At this moment, Lang Tianni had actually used his most powerful trump card, which was also his most powerful technique. The aura unleashed by the Heavenly Wave Art in his hand was not something Lang Hsing could compare with.    

    

Meng Hao's eyes narrowed. He had to deal with Lang Tianni's Soul Skill with all his strength. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would have to pay a painful price. Immediately, both of his hands quickly formed seals.    

    

"Purple Sun Sutra - Thunder Lion Chasing Sun!"    

    

This was also Meng Hao's trump card. Who would win in these two moves? Let's wait and see.