Chapter 294: The End of the Hard Rest
The remote valley was sparsely populated, and there was a shining white light above, as bright as the sun. Accompanied by an oscillating energy wave, two light balls quickly collided with each other.

In an instant, a white light spread across the sky, illuminating the area within a hundred miles. The night instantly returned to noon, and the light and heat were captivating.

The wind was howling and screaming fiercely. The next moment, a wave of energy came down like a huge wave. In an instant, the grass and trees were uprooted from the ground, or broken in half.

The sound was so loud that it was silent. At this moment, all the living beings below seemed to be deaf and could not hear any sound.

Energy waves came one after another, and the two figures above kept colliding and separating. They collided several times almost every breath, and each collision involved hundreds or thousands of moves.

Jiang Xi looked up at the sky, feeling confused. If this had happened two months ago, she would have definitely wished Zhao Hao dead and taken the opportunity to escape.

But at this time she became worried, looking at the scattered rice stalks left in the acres of rice fields in the valley, and not even a piece of wood could be seen in the wooden house and yard. The past days really only existed in memory.

"No matter who you are, you are the father of my child, and I hope you are alive." Jiang Xi never thought that one day she would be so worried about Zhao Hao.

"The divine elephant suppresses the evil! All evils are subdued!" Wang Xuan's blood was burning, and he could travel a hundred miles per second. His speed was faster than Zhao Hao, and he threw a punch down.

Wang Xuan was like a divine elephant, intimidating all living beings with his roar. His whole body turned into a pillar supporting the sky, with extremely concentrated power.

"Kill!" Zhao Hao's body was also strong. It turned into a sharp sword and stabbed forward. His knuckles had already been cracked, but he turned a blind eye to it and collided with Wang Xuan again.

Any attack from the two can easily kill a peak Earth Immortal, so a middle or late stage Pure Yang must go all out.

boom!
The moment the two men collided, they both flew backwards until they were forced to stop ten miles away. Their bodies were covered with fist prints, palm prints, and footprints.

It was a battle of equal strength, with no clear winner between the two. Wang Xuan was out of breath, and Zhao Hao was also over-exerted. However, in terms of physical defense, Wang Xuan, who had been through the alchemy furnace, was clearly better.

Although Zhao Hao and Wang Xuan were evenly matched, his body simply couldn't bear it. He had countless bruises, and his flesh and blood necrotized and then repaired.

If he keeps wasting time like this, he will surely die!
“Hehe, after more than half a year, you have grown to this level. In a head-on battle, you are not inferior to me in any aspect.” Zhao Hao couldn’t help but admire Wang Xuan. In less than two years, he had risen to this level.

Even if he is at the peak of Pure Yang, he cannot say that he is stronger than any of them in terms of combat power.

"Thank you for the compliment. We haven't compared our weapons, our souls, or our spiritual fruits yet, so the winner is still unknown." Wang Xuan knew that the battle had just begun.

"Come on! Let me see how strong you are, even though you are famous on the Tianjiao Ranking!"

Zhao Hao's sword had been ready for a long time, and it was about to arrive, but he saw a flash of knife light, and with a clang, the two people passed each other.

The sound of tearing cloth was heard, and a cut more than ten centimeters long was made on Wang Xuan's waist, and a large piece of flesh was cut off from Zhao Hao's shoulder, both of which were bleeding.

The two men's physiques were far inferior to the weapons they held, and any injuries would be paid with blood. This fight was much more brutal than before.

The wounds healed as the flesh squirmed. The two men had strong vitality, and this injury was nothing at all. The flashes of swords and shadows of sabers flashed in the sky, and the clanging sounds were endless.

In fact, countless cultivators have discovered that the impact of such a commotion is unimaginable. Most celestial-level battles take place in space, and rarely occur on the mother planet.

The energy fluctuations of a random attack will affect an area of ​​hundreds of miles. With just a few moves, an area of ​​a thousand miles will become a battlefield. One can imagine how many living beings are there.

The clanging of swords and sabers was heard everywhere. The two men had wounds all over their bodies, but their recovery abilities were so strong that it was impossible to see.

The adjective "the sun and the moon are dim" is really appropriate at this moment. Many earthly immortals watched but did not dare to step forward. A Chunyang cultivator stepped forward to stop them but was directly blown away.

Even at high altitude, the impact on the grass and trees below was still significant. Looking at the onlookers, Wang Xuan and Zhao Hao's bodies continued to rise higher, and they easily got rid of the constraints of gravity at an accelerated speed, and arrived in outer space a few minutes later.

"I originally wanted to kill you silently, but I changed my mind later. If I want to kill you, I will fight you with great fanfare and crush you completely!" Wang Xuan said word by word.

Although the conflicts in the past left Wang Xuan with obsession, with his spiritual cultivation, it would not be difficult for him to let go. He just didn't want to let go.

"The grudge between you and me should be settled. I didn't root it out, but left you as a trouble to grow up. This is my mistake, and I won't let this mistake continue." Zhao Hao never thought of reconciliation. "Okay! It's meaningless to argue about who is right and who is wrong, and I don't care about moral criticism. Everything depends on strength. Those who are not strong enough will die here."

Wang Xuan put away his sword, and the sword of his soul in his sea of ​​consciousness flew out and circled around him. When Zhao Hao saw this, his eyes tightened and he became wary of the sword.

The natal flying sword that Zhao Hao had nurtured in his dantian for decades also flew out, emitting sword light. All his energy and spirit was poured into it, and even his soul temporarily merged with it.

The two geniuses have amazing swordsmanship and their killing power is unimaginable.

Several celestial beings were watching from afar. One of them, a divine infant cultivator from Tianjian Mountain, flew towards here, but a sky-lifting stick swept over.

He wielded the Zhentian Stick, a genuine magic weapon, with a force of billions of kilograms. Di Xuan added his terrifying physique to the weapon, and with that stick of extreme combat power, he blasted the great swordsman back to his home planet.

"You cannot interfere in this battle!" Emperor Xuan said coldly. His domineering behavior surprised the immortals who were watching.

Wang Xuan said calmly: "Whoever interferes with the fight between me and Zhao Hao will be killed after the battle!"

"It's a personal grudge, so you guys should just retreat." Zhao Hao knew that if he didn't kill Wang Xuan this time, he would be left behind by this enemy in the future, and he would surely die!
"war!"

"war!"

The two sword lights, one gold and one green, instantly entangled with each other. After hundreds of collisions, they retreated one after another. Several cracks on the Yuanshen Sword gave Wang Xuan a splitting headache.

However, the mysterious formation diagram formed by countless array patterns on the soul, as well as the runes of swordsmanship and the soul, repaired it in the blink of an eye and restored it to its original state.

On the contrary, Zhao Hao's natal flying sword had several notches and cracks, which made him spit out blood immediately, and his expression became much more listless.

"kill!"

Zhao Hao's sword flew out, and his physical body also rushed forward, attacking Wang Xuan with one turning into three, but Wang Xuan's physical body met him with a knife.

With a ripping sound, Wang Xuan chopped Zhao Hao from shoulder to hip with a knife, splitting him in two like a corpse. Blood gushed out and his internal organs were clearly visible.

At the same time, Zhao Hao slashed with his sword, cutting off half of Wang Xuan's neck, until the spine stopped abruptly, and blood splattered like a waterfall.

The magical power of creation in Wang Xuan's body was flourishing. His vitality was strong and with the help of the power of creation to repair himself, his neck quickly came together.

Zhao Hao's body was also put together. Every piece of flesh and blood was full of vitality. They had a strong attraction to each other and repaired quickly.

However, such injuries were extremely serious for both Wang Xuan and Zhao Hao. Of course, the energy and blood consumed by Zhao Hao was ten times more than that of Wang Xuan!
"The sword is nurtured in the void! The immortal sword returns to its place!"

In the distance, the sword of the soul and the flying sword of the natal soul were still fighting, and they were inseparable for a short time. Wang Xuan shouted, and a crack appeared in the void.

A silver sword flew out, bursting out with terrifying power, burning its own strength, and quickly flew towards Zhao Hao.

Such power is not weak among the Divine Infant cultivators!

The secret technique of the Yuanling Sword Embryo - nurturing the sword in the void. Nurturing the sword for such a long time just for this one strike, you can imagine how powerful it is!

Zhao Hao wanted to use some tricks, and shields and protective gear appeared one after another, but he saw Wang Xuan coming with a knife and fighting with him.

A lot of armor and shields were knocked away. Wang Xuan's sword-wielding power was a great deterrent. At this moment, Zhao Hao could hardly spare the energy to deal with the immortal sword. The sword light was like a galaxy across the sky, and Zhao Hao's head was pierced in an instant.

Even for a cultivator, the head is of paramount importance, not to mention the sea of ​​consciousness is also involved. Zhao Hao, whose head was pierced, suddenly froze.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan, who was wielding a knife, ripped off Zhao Hao's skull with one blow, and blood gushed out of his beating brain.

(End of this chapter)