Chapter 2877 Three Moves

Sun Changxin showed a proud look on his face. He certainly knew that Wang Hao was good at thunder magic, and he took advantage of this to make Wang Hao take it lightly.

The evil spirits in the scroll were not real evil spirits, but just illusions of treasures. They had some of the strength of evil spirits, but did not have some of the characteristics of evil spirits, and were not so afraid of heavenly thunder.

As long as the treasures were not damaged, these evil spirits were almost immortal. It was not so easy for Wang Hao to deal with them!

Wang Hao frowned, and the sword formula was continuously pinched. The sound of the sword rang loudly, and tens of thousands of sword qi flew out, cutting off all the black silk threads!

A green light flashed, and several green bamboo swords flew back to Wang Hao with dim spiritual light!

Wang Hao put the sword back into the scabbard, and the spiritual light of the scabbard also dimmed, looking like a spiritual loss.

This is the disadvantage of refining spiritual swords with spiritual wood materials. Not only is it not tough enough, but it is also easily affected by various filth and alien forces.

Wang Hao looked like he was in pain, and said, "There is one last trick, Fellow Daoist Sun, please act quickly!"

Sun Changxin's mouth twitched a few times, and he looked at Wang Hao with envy as he put away the 108 spiritual swords.

It was good enough for ordinary cultivators to have one or two spiritual swords of the Tongtian Lingbao level. Even sword cultivators might have a set of more than a dozen flying swords to practice sword formations.

What about Wang Hao? 108! Each of them was of the Tongtian Lingbao level, and nine of them reached the level of the top-grade Tongtian Lingbao.

This was too exaggerated. A sword cultivation sect might not be able to produce so many priceless spiritual swords.

Originally, he thought that even if he didn't seriously injure Wang Hao, it would be good to destroy a few of his treasures.

But now it seems that if he destroyed a few of them, the impact on Wang Hao might be minimal!

However, Sun Changxin could not admit defeat. His body immediately glowed with black light, and dense and strange black spiritual patterns emerged from his body. A black Yaksha phantom with a ferocious face suddenly appeared in the void behind him.

Yaksha had a pair of scimitar-like horns on his head, was wearing black armor, and had a harpoon in his thick arms, exuding a domineering aura.

There was also a black crescent pattern between the eyebrows of the black Yaksha, which seemed to represent something!

This strange Dharma image may correspond to a powerful ancestor of the Yaksha clan. Wang Hao did not know the history of the Yaksha clan at all, so he naturally could not see it!

What was strange was that the Dharma image generally played a blessing role for the cultivators, but Sun Changxin's face quickly turned pale, as if his mana was drained in a short period of time!

Sun Changxin's eyes were full of teasing. Of course, the biggest killer move had to be hidden at the end. If he used all his strength at the beginning, it would probably scare Wang Hao away. How could he take his third move?

By the third move, the opponent will feel that there is hope for the next move, and then he will have expectations.

"Ideals are very full, but the greater the hope, the more miserable the death!"

Sun Changxin could hardly suppress the smile on his lips!

The huge harpoon in the Dharma Image's hand flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hao.

This harpoon is not an ordinary thing, and the black flame attached to it is even more extraordinary. Everything can be burned. As long as it is contaminated, even bones will be burned to ashes.

Relying on this method, Sun Changxin killed many powerful enemies on his way to growth. Most of them have higher cultivation than him. Although he has not used it against Mahayana cultivators, he is confident that even if Wang Hao does not die, he will be seriously injured!

If it were not for changing the unfavorable situation of the Yaksha clan, he would not be willing to use it in public. This is his biggest trump card!

But when the harpoon was about to hit Wang Hao, the speed suddenly slowed down, and then Wang Hao slowly opened his mouth and spit out a ball of blue-black flames.

Rumble, a deafening roar sounded, and the black flame burned fiercely, emitting an amazing heat wave.

But soon, the flame dissipated and disappeared, revealing Wang Hao's figure.

He had no injuries on his body, and a ball of blue-black lotus floated beside him, which was the Blue Lotus Demon Flame.

The opponent's flame was extraordinary, could the Blue Lotus be an ordinary fire? The Blue Lotus had swallowed countless kinds of spiritual fire, and was infinitely close to the eighth level.

"This is impossible!" Sun Changxin's eyes almost fell out.

"Nothing is impossible, Fellow Daoist Sun, you lose," Wang Hao said in a flat tone. The Yaksha clan did not attach importance to the Dharma image, and Sun Changxin did not take the ordinary path, as if he was not from the Yaksha clan.

But the effect was just like that. It might be because the Yaksha clan lacked relevant inheritance. Its Dharma image might be better than that of ordinary people, but compared with Wang Hao, it was still too far behind.

No matter what the origin is, if the degree of condensation is not enough, no matter how powerful the magic power is, it cannot be exerted!

Wang Hao has the law of time and the spiritual domain. Even if he doesn't use the Azure Lotus Demon Flame, the opponent can't defeat him!

"No, how can I lose," Sun Changxin roared, a little furious!

"What? Fellow Daoist Sun wants to default?" Wang Hao sneered, and the spell changed. Seventy-two shadowless swords flew out and quickly merged into one, turning into a ten-thousand-foot-long silver sword dragon.

The Azure Lotus flashed and attached to the sword dragon.

Roar! The sword dragon roared and pounced on Sun Changxin.

Sun Changxin frowned and was about to cast a spell when a thunder suddenly sounded in his ears. He couldn't help but be dazed for a moment and moved a little slower!

In a short time, the sword dragon had appeared above Sun Changxin's head.

Sun Changxin's pupils shrank, and a large black light emerged from his body, protecting him. At the same time, the shadow of the Dharma behind him swept his arms and smashed the harpoon at the sword dragon.

"Daoyou Sun, today I will tell you a truth. If you are reluctant to invest, it is difficult to achieve your expectations!"

As Wang Hao spoke, the silver sword dragon and the green lotus magic flame separated, and then exploded!

After the earth-shaking muffled sound, the earth and the sky trembled, and the green lotus took advantage of the situation and moved. A monstrous heat wave spread in all directions along with the shock wave.

Whoosh! A disheveled figure flew out of the blue-black flame. Sun Changxin had more than ten sword wounds on his body, his right arm was charred, his robe was torn, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

A team of spirit swords with dim spiritual light flew towards Wang Hao. A careful observation showed that a few spirit swords were missing.

Wang Hao was reluctant to self-destruct all the shadowless swords, but only five of them. If he was more ruthless and let all the shadowless swords self-destruct, and let the green lotus risk getting injured, it would be possible to kill Sun Changxin.

Of course, it was only a possibility. After all, the other party was a three-tribulation cultivator. He had countless means of survival, so it was difficult to kill him with one blow.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, how is it?" Wang Hao asked with a smile.

"Haha, good, it's great, it's really great. I haven't been so happy for many years. Fellow Daoist Wang has profound Taoism. I admire him. As agreed before, my Yaksha tribe will withdraw from the Gold and Silver Sea and stay five million miles away from the border." Sun Changxin smiled generously.

"That's the best. Wang has some things to do. Fellow Daoist Sun, we'll meet again later!"

After that, Wang Hao's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Sun Changxin's face quickly darkened, and he coughed violently and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Elder Sun, what's wrong with you?" Madam Yu Lian flew over from a distance.

"Nothing, Wang Hao's strength is extraordinary. Try not to provoke him in the future. We withdraw our troops!"

Sun Changxin wiped the blood, his figure flashed, and a black escape light crossed the sky and quickly disappeared.