Chapter 220 What's the Use of Passion

Having reached this level now, Wang Xuan already has the confidence to compete with Zhao Hao, or at least be invincible.

Even though he was only in the late stage of the first realm of Earthly Immortal's Flying Realm, Zhao Hao was already in the third realm of Earthly Immortal's Dharmakaya, the peak of the true Earthly Immortal.

Bathed in the heavenly tribulation, he clearly felt his connection with space. With this connection, his speed increased greatly, at least several times faster than before.

"Zhao Ritian? Ha, you dare to talk to me like this even though you are successful. I could easily crush you to death a year ago, and the same can be said a year later."?
Zhao Hao is very satisfied with his name. Hao points to the sky, which means he should dominate the world. This is the domineering side of the word Hao.

But in Wang Xuan's mouth, he became Zhao Ritian. Such a silly and vulgar name was simply an insult.

"Really?" Wang Xuan chuckled. He was no longer the Wu Xia A'mon of that time. His strength had greatly changed.

He still remembered the conflict between him and Zhao Hao a year ago. At that time, he could only endure it and keep his resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart.

But now, it's not necessary.

He said Zhao Hao was still as charming as ever, but he was actually mocking him because his cultivation had not improved at all after a year. However, he had already caught up.

The heavenly calamity above his head gradually subsided. Wang Xuan's mind moved, and with a clang sound, Zhao Hao's sword was pulled out in an instant under his control.

The sharp weapon cut diagonally from bottom to top at a speed beyond everyone's expectation, directly cutting through Zhao Hao's clothes and slashing open his abdomen.

Such an action really only took the blink of an eye. No one could have imagined that Zhao Hao's sword would fly out and hurt him, the owner of the sword.

It was precisely because he was caught off guard and the sword was so sharp that even though Zhao Hao's own protective clothing was a magic weapon, it was cut open.

A foot-long cut was made on Zhao Hao's abdomen, and blood spurted out like a blood-colored waterfall. The scenery was truly pleasing to the eye.

Wang Xuan looked at this scene with a smile on his face. The Yuanling Sword was well formed, and he had never thought that his control over the sword would be so powerful.

As soon as he thought about it, Zhao Hao's sword resonated with him and was instantly controlled by him, becoming his weapon in a short time. Perhaps at that moment, the sword also regarded him as Zhao Hao, so it was extremely obedient.

"Zhao Ritian, why did you cut open your own stomach? Are you going to take out your heart and show us whether it is red or black?"

Wang Xuan's smile was so disgusting in Zhao Hao's eyes. Everyone knew that it was 90% likely Wang Xuan's doing, but there was no evidence.

Zhao Hao also found it unbelievable that his sword could be controlled by Wang Xuan in an instant. You know, this kind of thing rarely happens and it is extremely difficult to do it unless Wang Xuan is at a much higher level than him!

"How did you do that?!" Zhao Hao shouted.

Wang Xuan's ability is a huge hidden danger to sword cultivators. If the sword cultivator's sword suddenly turns against him during a fight, coupled with Wang Xuan's attack, he will almost certainly die.

Wang Xuan was surprised: "Didn't you do this yourself? What does it have to do with me? How can I be so powerful as to control your sword?

Zhao Hao, you are so stupid that you actually used this self-harming method to frame me. You are really hurting the enemy but hurting yourself too much. "

He shook his head, which made Chen Qingniu, Lin Xi, Wulin and others who were in a state of shock laugh, and the atmosphere instantly became cheerful.

"It seems you still have some tricks up your sleeve." Zhao Hao stroked his abdomen, and the flesh and blood squirmed, and the cut wound quickly repaired itself. After a few breaths, it glued together, and it would be back to normal in another quarter of an hour.

His physique is truly strong.

The sword that was just controlled by Wang Xuan and flew a hundred miles after an instant attack has now flown into his hands.

The sword let out bursts of dragon roars, and the sword energy spread out as it trembled slightly, as if it would reveal its sharpness in the next moment and kill Wang Xuan.

As a peak Earth Immortal, it is not difficult for Zhao Hao to kill a first-level Earth Immortal. He is full of confidence.

"You have successfully aroused my anger." Zhao Hao sneered.

He walked towards him step by step, and the sword of the soul in Wang Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness was ready to fly out at any time. As long as Zhao Hao made a move, it would be launched instantly and kill Zhao Hao with his strengths.

Wang Xuan believed that if the spirit he had cultivated at this time fought with Zhao Hao's soul, he would definitely be the final winner.

This battle is a matter of life and death, not victory or defeat.

The atmosphere between the two sides became stagnant once again, like a powder keg that no one knew when it would ignite.

Behind Zhao Hao and Wang Xuan were the true disciples of Tianjian Mountain and Xianwu Mountain. At this moment, the power of the mountain gate was manifested.

Suddenly, a gaze turned over. It was Zhou Chengwu, the first of the third generation of disciples in Xianwu Mountain, the true immortal.

Although no one knows exactly at which level Zhou Chengwu is at among the Star Lords, a Star Lord is a Star Lord, on par with the second generation disciples of Xianwu Mountain, and can be suppressed by the immortals at will.

Zhao Hao's murderous intent subsided, and Wang Xuan sighed slightly in his heart. He knew that this battle could not be fought because Zhao Hao would not take the risk.

"Zhao Ritian, you must live well. Your life belongs to me and Senior Brother Chen. Sooner or later, we will take off your head." Wang Xuan's eyes were cold and his face was murderous. He had never wanted to kill someone so much. This murderous intention had accumulated for a year.

At his level, he already understood why Zhao Hao acted so recklessly a year ago, because with the other party's identity and strength, he could just kill an ordinary person.

But this does not mean that Wang Xuan agrees, especially when this kind of thing happens to him. The moment Zhao Hao wanted to kill him and took action, the deadly feud was already formed.

"You? That's ridiculous." Zhao Hao looked down on him. Even if Wang Xuan had managed to hurt him by trickery, he was a sword cultivator, a strong man of the same realm, and his cultivation was two realms higher than Wang Xuan.

Such a gap cannot be bridged by tricks.

Wang Xuan shook his head and sighed, "Zhao Hao, you are still the same, unruly and unruly. Although you have great talent, you are too arrogant."

People can have pride, which is a kind of introverted self-confidence that can form an invincible temperament. But people cannot be arrogant. Arrogance makes people look down on others and be too self-righteous.

Hearing this, Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes and sneered with disdain, because his nominal master, the man named Fang Shan, had also said this.

He once advised himself not to be rebellious in his conduct and to pay attention to his own moral conduct. Acting recklessly would ruin his luck and even attract enemies.

He was too lazy to listen to these words. There were simply not many people of his generation who caught his eye. On the way to the top, the strong only have enemies and don't need friends!
Without a heart as greedy as gluttony, how can you swallow up mountains and rivers!

Zhao Hao stretched out his hand and activated his Dharma body. In an instant, a finger several tens of meters long fell down and rushed straight towards Wang Xuan.

Since he had no intention of killing anyone without a sword, Zhou Chengwu had no reason to take action.

"Well done!"

Wang Xuan shouted loudly, and the special connection between the Sword of Yuanshen and the heaven and earth made his speed suddenly increase to thirty times the speed of sound, comparable to some strong men who had just entered the realm of celestial beings.

He threw the giant finger behind him, and with a knife in his hand, he instantly killed Zhao Hao.

His speed was too fast, even beyond what Zhao Hao could reach. When the knife came down, Zhao Hao could only block it with his sword.

With the mutated Hunyuan Golden Pill, Wang Xuan has become quite powerful in the same realm. His physique is comparable to that of a peak Spirit Transformation cultivator. Coupled with his powerful Golden Pill power and unparalleled speed, even ordinary Dharmakaya cultivators can only dodge his sword.

A huge force poured out, and a big hole instantly blew up under Zhao Hao's feet, but he took Wang Xuan's knife head-on.

"What a boy who has made it to the top in one step!"

Zhao Hao roared, and the sword in his hand slashed out thousands of swords, covering Wang Xuan completely, but Wang Xuan dodged with amazing speed.

He was shocked, or rather frightened.

Wang Xuan’s cultivation speed was already fast enough, but the combat power displayed by his Sky Control Realm was truly astonishing, and ordinary Dharmakaya cultivators simply could not defeat him.

Wang Xuan's strength, speed and golden elixir power surpass those of cultivators at the same level. In any aspect, he can compete with cultivators at one higher level, and may even be stronger.

This kind of performance is no longer that of a genius, but rather an indescribable monster!
As Wang Xuan retreated, green lotuses flew out of his dantian one after another, circling and covering Zhao Hao, then condensed into lotus seeds and exploded instantly.

These green lotuses were all his reserves, and this strike alone consumed half of his golden elixir power.

It was like thousands of missiles exploding. Zhao Hao was busy defending himself against them, and while he was distracted, he felt interference on all five senses.

In the moment of chaos, Wang Xuan infused a huge amount of golden elixir power, and the thunder dragon in the Wanjun Thunder Dragon flew out and headed straight for Zhao Hao.

The Thunder Dragon roared and directly blasted open the consumed mana shield.

"Cut Huashan with a knife!"

Wang Xuan swung his sword with all his strength, attracting all of Zhao Hao's attention.

"You're looking for death!" Zhao Hao shouted.

A flash of sword light flashed across, and with a clanging sound, Wang Xuan's knife broke into two and was directly cut in half by the sword.

Zhao Hao, who was careless in his heart, rushed forward. At such a close distance, he would be able to entangle Wang Xuan and seriously injure him! Or even kill him!

But at this moment, a powerful sword of divine consciousness turned from virtual to real and was already placed on Zhao Hao's neck.

Such a divine sword condensed all of Wang Xuan's mental strength in one strike, just for this one sword!
How fast is a person's mind? As soon as the mind moves, the place where the eyes are is reached in an instant. Although it is not as fast as light, it is ten times faster than Wang Xuan's sword!
The two were less than two meters apart.

There is no way to avoid such a speed! The power of the Yuanling Sword Embryo is fully revealed at this moment!
The sword of divine consciousness passed directly through Zhao Hao's neck, and cut off Zhao Hao's neck with one sword.

puff!
Zhao Hao stared with eyes wide open in disbelief, his head fell down, and his blood rushed up, soaring a hundred meters high.

(End of this chapter)