C348 The Battle Between the Two Kings
C348 The Battle Between the Two Kings
The newcomer was Wang Hao. When he sensed that Zhao Muer was being chased by someone, he activated the Dragon God Transformation without hesitation and rushed towards Zhao Muer at the fastest speed possible.
However, the distance between Wang Hao and Zhao Muer was too far. When he saw through the Golden Pupil that Zhao Muer was in imminent danger, he used his mind to control the Dragon Abyss Sword and rushed over first.
The Dragon Abyss Sword blocked Wang Po's first slash, but when Wang Po raised the Heaven Severing Blade again, Wang Hao was still a thousand meters away.
Wang Po sneered, "It's too late to save her!"
Wang Po swung his blade again. He had used all of his strength in this strike. Even if Wang Hao could launch another strike, he wouldn't be able to stop the slaughter of the Heaven Severing Blade.
Besides, Wang Hao didn't have a second Dragon Abyss Sword.
As if sensing Wang Po's killing intent and Wang Hao's fury, the wind in the world stopped. The flow of time seemed to have slowed down by several times. The Heaven Severing Blade transformed into countless overlapping blade shadows. Slowly, it slashed towards Zhao Muer's pure white neck.
A cruel smile emerged on Wang Po's face. Once Zhao Muer died, his mission would be considered complete. As for the people who had rushed over, they were merely at the fifth level of the Heaven realm. What did he have to worry about?
Suddenly, the space around the Heaven Severing Blade became distorted. It was as if there was an invisible giant hand that wanted to tear the space apart!
The fluctuation of the space became more and more intense, and the range of the fluctuation was getting bigger and bigger. It had already spread to Wang Po's body.
Wang Po widened his eyes. He was terrified in his heart. "What kind of power is this? !”
He could feel the scariness of this power. If he didn't retreat, this power could even tear him into pieces!
"Run!"
Wang Po forcefully withdrew his blade and jumped backwards. The moment he stood up, the space in front of him shattered!
After the space was shattered, it was a void. Wang Po broke out in a cold sweat. If he had been a little slower, he would have died without a burial ground.
As soon as Wang Po landed on the ground, the golden figure in the sky had already arrived. He saw a pair of angry eyes and a roaring fist.
"Boom!"
The fist that was full of anger smashed heavily on Wang Po's face. A broken tooth that was accompanied by bright red blood spurted out from Wang Po's mouth.
Wang Hao held the Dragon Abyss Sword with his left hand and swung his sword at Wang Po.
After all, Wang Po was a battle-hardened general. His reaction speed was extremely fast. He held the Heaven Severing Blade horizontally in front of him, blocking the Dragon Abyss Sword's attack.
"Ding!"
The two soul items collided, and a terrifying Essence Energy Undulation burst forth. In the next second, Wang Po was sent flying a hundred meters away. He carried his back to the ground and drew a deep ravine on the ground.
After succeeding in one move, Wang Hao did not stop. If he did not tear Wang Po into pieces, how could he quell the anger in his heart!
"Cloud Trample!"
Wang Hao used his movement technique and arrived in front of Wang Po in an instant. Wang Po let out a cold snort. A carp turned around and stood up. He waved the Heaven Severing Blade in his hand, and a domineering aura enveloped Wang Hao.
"Heaven Severing!"
"Wind Cloud Twelve Styles!"
In an instant, Wang Hao and Wang Po had exchanged more than ten blows, and neither victory nor defeat could be determined.
The two of them separated, and each took three steps back. Wang Po adjusted his breathing, and Wang Hao calmed down a little.
Wang Hao's hand, which was holding the sword, felt a little numb. He thought to himself, "This person has a lot of strength. After transforming, I can only barely fight him to a draw."
Wang Po raised his left thumb and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Another one who came to die? " Wang Po sneered, "Did you just say 'my Muer'? He did not expect that other than his master, this girl also had a lover protecting her in secret. But with just you alone, you can't save her!"
"The one who is seeking death is you!" Wang Hao said resolutely, "I once swore that no matter who it is, as long as they dare to hurt Muer even the slightest bit, I will burn their bones and scatter their ashes!"
"Hahahahahaha!" Wang Po laughed. "What a crazy person, but everyone knows how to talk big. Show me your real ability!"
Wang Po attacked. His blade was heavy and swift like the wind.
Wang Hao did not retreat at all. He also held his sword and moved forward. The two of them fought for thirty moves in a row, and neither victory nor defeat could be determined.
"Awesome!" The more Wang Po fought, the more courageous he became. "At least he's stronger than that little girl who only knows how to run!"
Wang Hao's expression was calm, constantly changing the sword moves in his hand. The Wind Cloud Twelve Styles covered all the sword techniques, and when he fought with Wang Po's Ba Dao, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all.
However, what made Wang Hao somewhat uneasy was that Wang Po's blade force seemed to be increasing as the battle progressed.
When the blade force of the Heaven Severing Blade reached its peak, Wang Po erupted!
"Dominating Heaven!"
Dominating Heaven, who had shattered the lightning arrow, once again displayed his terrifying power. It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on Wang Hao's body.
Wang Hao was shocked. He was unable to block this strike!
"Waterdrop Sword Technique!"
Wang Hao turned from defending to attacking. The Dragon Abyss Sword transformed into sword light that filled the sky. It was like a violent storm was descending, protecting Wang Hao within it.
The sharp sword light left a lot of blood on Wang Po's body, but he didn't care at all.
"Break!"
The terrifying blade force fell on the rain. In an instant, Wang Hao felt the pressure multiply.
The blade energy and the rain were in a deadlock for a breath of time. After that, the rain stopped.
A trace of blood leaked out from Wang Hao's mouth. The blade force landed on his head.
In the moment of life and death, the Rootless Jade Pendant on Wang Hao's waist was emitting a dazzling light. A giant dragon phantom rushed out from the jade pendant and covered Wang Hao's body, blocking Wang Po's fatal attack.
"Boom!"
The huge impact caused the ground underneath their feet to crack.
Wang Po's blade force was exhausted, and it returned to its original state. The giant dragon shadow that protected Wang Hao also gradually disappeared.
Wang Hao thought to himself, This man is definitely not an ordinary Devil Cultivator. He is much stronger than Dao Ba, and his cultivation base is three grades higher than mine. Although he has used the Dragon God Transformation, there is still a big gap between them."
"When Dao Ba self-destructed, the True Dragon Protection was activated once. Adding this time, the special effect of the Rootless Jade Pendant can no longer be used today!"
"This man's blade energy can be accumulated as the battle goes on. When it is released, its power will increase exponentially. If he accumulates it again, I'm afraid the Cheating System will be activated!"
"Every time I use the Cheating System, it will consume a quarter of my life force. I can't use it easily!"
"The blade technique he cultivates is Ba Dao. The Wind Cloud Twelve Styles isn't weaker than his blade technique. However, my realm is inferior to his. If I continue to fight, the one who won't be able to defeat me will still be me."
"The Waterdrop Sword Technique mainly focuses on defense, but I can unleash seventy percent of the power of the first stage. If I can unleash one hundred percent of my power, how can I be afraid of him?"
"Wait a minute! It has been several months since I imprinted the Waterdrop Sword Technique into the Wordless Heavenly Monument. Perhaps, the analysis of the technique has been completed!"
Thinking of this, Wang Hao did not hesitate to sink his consciousness into the system. He opened the inventory and found the Wordless Heavenly Monument.
Just as he had thought, the technique that had been imprinted on the surface of the stele had changed. Many complicated changes had changed into simpler and more effective paths.
With the help of the Mockingwind Bloodline, Wang Hao's photographic memory quickly recorded the martial skills that he had analyzed into his mind.
With the help of the Yazi Bloodline and the Negative Turtle Bloodline, Wang Hao instantly comprehended them.
A confident expression appeared on Wang Hao's face. After being broken down and evolved by the Wordless Heavenly Monument, the Waterdrop Sword Technique could unleash a greater power than the original!
Wang Po raised his saber again and said sarcastically, "Kid, how many more times can you use your protective magic treasure? Don't die too quickly, it will be meaningless!"
When Ba Dao arrived again, Wang Hao didn't fight with him to help him accumulate his saber energy. Instead, he directly used the Waterdrop Sword Technique.
The rainstorm descended once again. This time, the raindrops became even more concentrated.
Wang Po's saber was blocked by the rain. He tried his best to slash again, but at the same time, he shouted, "Coward turtle, let's see how long you can block it!"
The more he swung the Heaven Severing Blade, the thicker the accumulated blade energy. After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Wang Po's blade energy was once again condensed to the extreme.
He raised the blade once again, its power soaring to the sky.
"Tyrannical Saber!"
As the saber descended, Mount Tai appeared once again. The dense rain became sparse once again.
"The turtle shell has become much harder!" Wang Po continuously injected Yuan energy into the blade. He believed that the moment the rain broke through, it would be the time of Wang Hao's death.
The rain was getting thinner and thinner, but it showed no signs of stopping. Wang Hao, who had mastered the first level of the Waterdrop Sword Technique, could already block all the combat techniques under the Spirit Martial Stage.
Wang Po's expression became serious. The amount of blade force he had accumulated was decreasing rapidly.
"Pa!"
The blade force dissipated, and Wang Po's attack paused for a moment.
Wang Hao seized this opportunity. The curtain of rain instantly dissipated, and the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand turned into a ray of light that pierced into Wang Po's chest.
Wang Hao had been practicing the Stabbing Symbol Art in the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles for several months. The speed of his sword was so fast that it caused one's heart to palpitate.
It was only when the Dragon Abyss Sword pierced into Wang Po's chest that he realized that he could not block it with his sword. He could only cut his ribs and stab his heart with the sword before he retreated.
After Wang Po retreated a hundred steps, Wang Hao chased after him for a hundred steps. Once again, Wang Po used the evil force in his body.
The evil force burned, causing Wang Po's strength to increase exponentially. He held the sharp Dragon Abyss Sword with his head and forced Wang Hao to stop.
The sword pierced through Wang Po's palm, causing blood to flow out. However, Wang Po didn't care at all.
Looking at Wang Po, whose body was emitting devil Qi, Wang Hao furrowed his brows.
"This is Li Weidan's Qi!" Wang Hao thought to himself, "Could it be that Li Weidan is hiding in Cloud Peak Domain? "
Wang Po, who was possessed by the evil force, became more and more powerful. Devil Qi gathered around his body and formed a heavy armor.
Wang Hao shook his wrist, causing the Dragon Abyss Sword to escape from Wang Po's palm. He stabbed the sword once again into Wang Po's throat.
"Ding!"
The Dragon Abyss Sword was blocked by the heavy armor. Wang Po smiled as he swung his blade. The power of his blade was shocking.
"Cloud Stepping Technique!"
Wang Hao dodged, but Wang Po waved his hand and released a strange force.
"This is the power of morality? "
The power of morality released by Wang Po quickly gathered and swallowed Wang Hao's body.
After that, the power of morality solidified and turned into the Tyrant's Domain once again!
"It's a Domain?! "
Wang Hao's pupils constricted. He never thought that someone in the Heavenly Martial Stage would be able to use a domain that had already begun to take shape!