C280 Genius Battle
C280 Genius Battle
At this point, he had carefully nurtured three subordinates who could be called his left and right arms. It had become a thing of the past.
"Hu!"
The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped, and the wind mixed with a bone-piercing coldness hit everyone's faces, causing them to feel exceptionally cold.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, interacting with the fierce winds, turning into a blizzard in the blink of an eye.
In less than ten breaths of time, the entire mountain range was covered in a layer of white clothing, wrapped in silver.
Jia Houwei, who had always been carefree, also became incomparably serious. Although it wasn't strange for the Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Artist to be able to use its own strength to change the weather, it was the first time he had seen such a large-scale change in the weather.
Jia Houwei said to Rouling in a deep voice, "Take your people and stay away from them."
Rouling nodded and hurriedly grabbed Zhao Jun and Geng Jian to withdraw. She took two steps and suddenly said with some worry, "Be careful."
Jia Houwei showed his own smile and said heroically, "Don't worry! How could I, Jia Houwei, be killed by such a small character?"
Rouling looked at Jia Houwei gratefully. She said softly, "Thank you!"
Jia Houwei waved his hand as if he was very impatient. "Don't say thank you to me. After killing this guy, I will find you for revenge. Don't expect me to be lenient."
Rouling did not speak anymore. She dragged Zhao Jun and Geng Jian to the edge of the Hunting Eagle Platform and quietly watched the battle that was about to erupt in the middle of the Falcon Platform.
That white clothed and white haired man seemed to be interested in this battle. The expression in his eyes was less cold and more eager to give it a try.
Jia Houwei walked to Wang Hao's side and Wang Hao said in a deep voice, "Fatty, this guy is different from all the opponents we have encountered before. Be careful!"
Jia Houwei did not show off in front of Wang Hao. He nodded heavily and said, "Got it."
"Cold Frost Sword!"
Zhuo Bufan raised the sword in his hand. A large amount of cold air rushed out of his palm. The cold air climbed up the sword handle and soon the entire sword was covered with thin ice.
"It has been a long time since anyone dared to challenge me, Zhuo Bufan."
Zhuo Bufan seemed to have gotten rid of his anger. His tone was as cold as the Frost Sword in his hand.
After saying that, Zhuo Bufan gently swept across the Long Sword in his hand. A wave of almost invisible cold qi rushed towards Wang Hao and Jia Houwei.
"Golden Pupil!"
Wang Hao lit up the Golden Pupil. In the Golden Pupil's vision, the frost qi that Zhuo Bufan slashed out actually mixed with an indescribable large amount of Yuan energy!
"Hiss!"
Wang Hao took a deep breath. This Zhuo Bufan was obviously a Heavenly Martial Stage Level Three like Zhao Jun, but the Yuan energy he grasped, whether in terms of capacity or quality, was several times greater than Zhao Jun's!
"Fatty, dodge!"
Wang Hao pushed Jia Houwei behind him, and at the same time, he swung the Dragon Abyss Sword at the frost Qi!
"Sword Domination Under Heaven!"
The two forces collided, but what made Wang Hao's heart tighten was that the sword light that he slashed out was actually covered by the frost Qi and turned into ice!
"Pa!"
The ice shattered, and the sword light shattered and dissipated. However, the frost Qi didn't reduce in power as it rushed towards Wang Hao and Jia Houwei.
Wang Hao was shocked in his heart, "What a powerful frost energy! It can even freeze the sword light!"
"Soul of the Mockingwind!"
The Mockingwind Blood Soul appeared behind Wang Hao. At the same time, Wang Hao took a deep breath. A golden light appeared in his mouth.
"Dragon Breath!"
Wang Hao opened his mouth and spat out a golden flame. Dragon Breath was one of the most powerful demonic flames in the world.
The dragon breath that Wang Hao spat out was mixed with an indescribable heat. When the frost Qi touched the dragon breath, it immediately dissipated!
Zhuo Bufan coldly harrumphed, "Interesting, you have some tricks up your sleeve. So you have been pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger!"
The dragon breath had already hit him, but Zhuo Bufan had no intention of dodging.
"Supreme devil fire? I would like to see if it can melt my frost!"
"Shuangye Thorn!"
Zhuo Bufan stabbed the sword in his hand into the dragon breath that was rushing towards him. When the sword entered the flame, it immediately released a terrifying power!
"Freeze!"
A huge amount of Yuan energy turned into an endless amount of frost, freezing the dragon breath!
"Kacha!"
Zhuo Bufan waved his hand casually, and the ice shattered into countless pieces of powder, dissipating along with the cold wind.
While Zhuo Bufan was dealing with the dragon breath, Jia Houwei had already quietly moved behind Zhuo Bufan. Of course, he knew that there was a huge gap between his strength and Zhuo Bufan's, so he didn't dare to move forward rashly.
"Blade of Lichen!"
Jia Houwei threw out the Proud Heaven Wild Sword. The two short knives spun rapidly in the air, turning into two blade wheels that flew towards Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan felt the fluctuation coming from behind him. He sneered and said, "You overestimate yourself!"
He turned around and slashed with his sword. With a "Pa!" sound, the two short sabers were both sent flying.
The Proud Heaven Wild Sword returned to Jia Houwei's hand. Two thin threads had appeared on the blade of the sword at some point in time.
Zhuo Bufan lowered his head and looked at the thin threads around his neck. A surprised expression appeared on his face.
"So you relied on this technique to kill my subordinates?"
Jia Houwei said in a deep voice, "It's too late to know now!"
After saying that, Jia Houwei did not hesitate to pull the two blades in his hands.
"Dust Separating Arts, it's soft around the fingers!"
The thread tightened, and Zhuo Bufan's head was separated from his neck.
"Zhuo Bufan's head fell to the ground, rolled around for a few rounds, and then faced Jia Houwei. The last expression on his face was a merciless ridicule.
"Fatty, be careful!"
Wang Hao reminded loudly. He saw very clearly that Zhuo Bufan's head fell backwards. Not a single drop of blood splashed out. Instead, a cold air gushed out from the cut.
Obviously, Jia Houwei had also noticed something. He subconsciously threw himself to the side.
Just as his feet left the ground, an icicle suddenly emerged from the ground where he had just stood. It almost pierced him!
However, this was only the beginning. When Jia Houwei stabilized his body, a whistling cold wind blew behind him.
He subconsciously turned his head and saw Zhuo Bufan behind him, his face full of killing intent.
"This is bad!"
Jia Houwei was shocked. He wanted to dodge the attack again, but it was too late!
"Damn fatty, go to the world below and repent!"
Zhuo Bufan waved the sword in his hand. The sword turned into a white light and slashed at Jia Houwei's neck!
"Moon Chasing Step!"
At the critical moment, Wang Hao rushed over. The Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand fiercely stabbed towards Zhuo Bufan's heart!
If Zhuo Bufan insisted on killing Jia Houwei, the Dragon Abyss Sword would stab into Zhuo Bufan's chest without any hindrance!
Zhuo Bufan's face darkened. Although he really wanted to kill Jia Houwei, this guy who spoke without restraint, he was not willing to exchange his life for Jia Houwei's life.
Zhuo Bufan withdrew his attack and blocked Wang Hao's fatal attack.
Jia Houwei was saved, but the cold qi on Zhuo Bufan's sword still hurt him.
Just the tip of the sword cut through his skin, and the terrifying cold air had already entered Jia Houwei's meridians. He felt cold all over his body, and the movements of his four limbs became extremely slow.
"Fatty, you go and treat your injuries!"
Wang Hao grabbed Jia Houwei's arm without any hesitation. At the same time he threw him into the battle ring, he injected a wave of energy that contained the power of the Hornless Dragon Bloodline into Jia Houwei's body.
Jia Houwei kept a distance from the two of them. He was a little annoyed. He was still too weak. He couldn't even help Wang Hao.
Zhuo Bufan looked at Wang Hao with interest. He said sarcastically, "What a good brother. But it doesn't matter if you save him or not. You will all die today!"
Wang Hao didn't care about Zhuo Bufan's threat at all. "Whoever dies will live. Isn't it a little too early to come to a conclusion now?"
Zhuo Bufan laughed loudly, "Hahaha! You are very confident!"
His laughter stopped abruptly, and what replaced it was Zhuo Bufan's terrifying aura.
The power was so strong that it even exceeded Zhao Jun's full power. The snow on the ground was swept clean by the fierce wind created by the power.
The blizzard almost made people unable to open their eyes, but it could not get close to Wang Hao's body. The blood qi emitted by the Blood Soul formed a barrier that blocked the wild wind.
Zhuo Bufan raised the sword in his hand and said arrogantly, "I will give you a chance to guess. How many moves do I need to kill you?"
Wang Hao didn't pay attention to Zhuo Bufan. His left hand had already started to condense the Justice Sword.
Seeing that Wang Hao didn't answer him, Zhuo Bufan said the answer on Wang Hao's behalf.
"One move! With just one move, I can cut you into pieces!"
"Ice Sword Slash!"
Zhuo Bufan slashed down with his sword. A terrifying sword Qi mixed with an even more terrifying frost Qi swept towards Wang Hao. Its speed was so fast that it didn't give Wang Hao any chance to dodge.
Wang Hao's expression was solemn. He had already guessed that Zhuo Bufan's strength was extraordinary, but it was only now that he realized that he had underestimated his opponent.
"I'm afraid that I won't be able to block this attack under the condition of the Blood Soul. I can only use the Dragon God Transformation!"
With this thought in mind, Wang Hao activated his transformation without any hesitation.
"Dragon God Transformation!"
Golden patterns condensed on Wang Hao's chest and crawled along his neck. Finally, they condensed into dragon marks on Wang Hao's forehead.
After the transformation was completed, Wang Hao's power had increased once again, and he was now on par with Zhuo Bufan!
"Justice Sword!"
Wang Hao's body moved. He displayed the righteousness of the Sword Dao, and condensed it into a Justice Sword, slashing towards Zhuo Bufan!
Both of their swords were soul-stirring. Under the pressure of their sword auras, the Eagle Hunting Platform was split in half from the middle!
Just as their swords were about to collide, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and landed between the two of them.
The sound of the lightning was not powerful, but it contained a force that forced Wang Hao and Zhuo Bufan to stop their attacks!
"Who is it? !”
Wang Hao was shocked. To be able to stop his attack with all his strength, the person who had summoned the lightning was definitely not a Heavenly Martial Stage!
The white-clothed, white-haired man who had been watching the battle from the side raised his head and looked at the sky. He muttered, "He's finally here."
Wang Hao and Zhuo Bufan also felt the unusual power in the sky. They raised their heads at the same time and saw a middle-aged man with scars all over his face. He was standing on a huge eagle and was falling from the sky!