860: C860 The Situation Was Dangerous(part I)

C860 The Situation Was Dangerous(part I)

"Raging flames burn the sky!"2

Lin Hao condensed all the Genuine Qi in his body onto his sword and slashed out. A scarlet fire dragon emerged from the tip of the sword, opened its bloody mouth and shot towards Situ Lingyun.

The fire dragon collided with the hurricane. The sharp hurricane shredded the fire dragon into pieces, but in exchange, the hurricane gradually shrunk.

Needle-to-toe!

The Raging Flame Burning Heaven was something Lin Hao had spent a great deal of effort to obtain from the border. Combined with Lin Hao's Sword Aura of Fire, its power was not inferior to the Situ family's ancestral martial skill.

Bang!

In the end, the Flame Dragon and Hurricane still dissipated on the spot, barely able to fight to a draw.

"Again!"

Lin Hao took a step forward, and with an incomparably powerful stance, he pressed down on Situ Lingyun.

The two of them engaged in close combat, and their killing intent was awe-inspiring. Both of them counterattacked each other with their strongest stances.

Both of them were people who stood at the peak of the martial artist. On one side, they relied on money to become stronger, and on the other side, they relied on endless resources to become stronger, and when they fought, they were even above the Fighter Stage.

The entire battlefield was almost thrown into the sky, and the aftermath almost made people lose their balance.

Sword light flashed. Lin Hao's Sword Aura of Fire had a stable advantage over those at the same level as him. He had repeatedly slashed Situ Lingyun's sword, and Lin Hao had a slight upper hand.

This time, it was Situ Lingyun who was a little restless. His strength was considered top among those of the same age. Adding the endless wealth, just the Soft Armor alone was enough to crush the martial artist of his peers. Not to mention, there were countless other techniques that could enhance his strength.

However, it was only because of this that they were able to fight to a draw with Lin Hao, and was even suppressed by Lin Hao?

"Hmph, let's see how capable you are! Phantom Wind Wave!"

The Longsword in Situ Lingyun's hand became illusory as if it had entered the void. It was another Absolute Yellow Martial Skill.

Lin Hao frowned. He was just about to react when he suddenly felt a Wind Blade suddenly shoot out from behind him. It directly smashed towards him.

In the face of danger, Lin Hao only turned around and blocked with his sword.

It wasn't just the Wind Blade, but also the Wind Blade that shot out from all directions. Even Lin Hao was struck by the wind from time to time.

This time, Situ Lingyun was even more agitated, because he saw a very familiar shadow on Lin Hao's body.

"Soft Armor! How is this possible? How can a lowly commoner like you have a Soft Armor? The Profound Yang Sect is actually willing to take out a Soft Armor? "

Situ Lingyun's face was filled with shock. He naturally knew how precious a Soft Armor was. That was why he was so fearless when he had the Soft Armor. But now, the Lin Hao in front of him also had the Soft Armor. Moreover, it seemed like the grade of the ___ wasn't lower than his.

For a moment, Situ Lingyun felt that the superiority in his heart was not small. From the height of the cultivation, to the battle of martial skills, to the battle armor, Lin Hao, a disciple of the Sect, wasn't any weaker than him?

How could Situ Lingyun, who had always been above everyone else, accept this?

Lin Hao sneered, "I have everything you have. It seems like the Situ family's foundation is just so-so. This has really disappointed me."

Situ Lingyun's face turned cold. He had been criticized by Lin Hao, but what Lin Hao said was the truth. His trump card couldn't be compared to Lin Hao's.

A trace of ridicule appeared on Situ Lingyun's face, but it was a disdainful smile.

"Why would I need to kill you? Could it be that your strength alone is enough to flip the heavens and overturn the earth here?"

Lin Hao frowned and looked at the scene.

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