Chapter 177 Shaohao, Dirty Water

Yaizhen was very angry at Shaohao's contempt for him, but he had no room to refute. After all, his performance was too poor the last time he fought against him.

"We have been apart for three days. You should look at each other with admiration. Now I am no longer the same as before. Let's fight with me again."

Yaizhen took action with anger, Yinglong Xuantian Sword showed its power, and a terrifying sword energy was swung out, slashing directly towards Shaohao.

The sword was unsheathed and the divine light shone, even the clouds on the horizon were dispersed by it and split into two.

Seeing this, Shaohao raised his brows slightly. Yaizhen's attack aroused some interest in him, but his attention was focused more on the weapons used by Yaizhen.

"Yinglong Xuantian Sword, I didn't expect to be able to face him again now. I heard that you once studied under Yinglong. I want to see if you have learned much about it."

Shaohao raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. This sword was simple in shape, as if it were made of auspicious gold. It was covered with inscriptions, inscribed with all kinds of beasts, and wrote three words, "Fight the Heavenly Gun."

Shaohao waved the Fatian Ge and easily shattered Yaizhen's sword energy. At the same time, Shaohao kept approaching Yaizhen.

"Back then, I had a sparring match with Yinglong, but I regretted losing to him. Yinglong's Xuantian Sword also left a wound on Fatian Ge, which has not been recovered to this day."

"Since we have this fate today, it's a pity that I don't have a disciple. Otherwise, I would have let him compete with you. Now I can only use the big one to bully the small ones."

The divine power of Fatian Ge surrounded him and hit the Yinglong Xuantian Sword heavily. Yaizhen could not bear the huge force, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Shaohao just flipped Fatian Ge over slightly, and Yaizhen instantly flew out and landed in the blue rock, throwing up a large amount of smoke and dust.

However, Yaizhen did not sit still and wait for death. He saw several sword lights flying out of the smoke and dust, instantly dispersing the smoke and attacking Shaohao.

With the wave of Fatian Ge, Shaohao separated the smoke and dust and saw a giant beast walking out of it. It had the head of a jackal and the body of a dragon, holding a sword in its mouth. It was extremely ferocious.

"That would be interesting."

Shaohao smiled.

Before, he was just playing around, doing some tiring movements, not even a warm-up.

However, Yaizhen's performance did surprise him a bit. After all, Yaizhen was the first Da Luo Jinxian who could block his attack since his debut.

"Now the second round begins."

Yaizhen exhaled high-temperature mist from his mouth and nose, probably because he was holding a sword in his mouth, which made his voice a little dull, but the murderous intent and fighting spirit in it were fully revealed.

Yaizhen jumped up and rushed towards Shaohao. The dragon's claws showed cold light. While forcing Shaohao back, he shook his head and used the edge of his sword to clear the way, making it difficult for Shaohao to exert force and reduce his counterattack.

Fatiange kept swinging, but because of the inconsistency in his force, Yaizhen had room to resist.

The dragon's birth dripped on the earth, corroding the earth into deep pits, but they were instantly wiped out by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Shaohao seized the opportunity, and Fatiange swept across, knocking Yaizhen away again, widening the distance between the two, and the two returned to the scene of confrontation.

"As expected of a master and a disciple, even their styles are so similar. When I compete with you guys in my skills, it's always difficult to use my full strength and my movements are awkward and tight."

Although Shaohao said this, the admiration in his eyes almost overflowed, and he praised slightly:

"You have obtained the true inheritance of Yinglong's techniques. Having Yinglong Xuantian Sword in your hand does not disgrace its reputation."

Yaizhen ignored him. He needed to hurry up and adjust his breathing. Shaohao's power was far greater than his.

Even though he is restricted and cannot exert his full strength, it consumes a lot of strength and concentration. If he is not careful, he will be seriously injured.

"It's a pity that you are still in the midst of a great calamity, and you are not innately holy. If the two sides are hostile, we can only let you die here, otherwise you can be my friend."

Having said this, Shaohao felt a little pity. He indeed admired Yaizhen very much now.

But as he said, the two sides are hostile and cannot be regarded as Taoist friends.

Faced with Shaohao's remarks as if he was convinced, Yaizhen just snorted coldly and said:

“It’s still unclear who will win.”

Wen Yan Shaohao was a little happy and asked:

"Oh, is it possible that you still have some strength that you haven't shown yet? If not, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape this disaster today."

"You know, I don't have a good impression of your father either, so I won't go out of my way to keep the true spirit for you."

Shaohao's arrogant attitude completely angered Yaizhen.

The mouth of the leopard was slightly opened, and the dragon ball flew out of the mouth and combined with the Yinglong Xuantian Sword.

In an instant, Yinglong Xuantian Sword was radiant, and countless terrifying sword energy spurted out from it, sweeping around.

Holding the Yinglong Xuantian Sword in his mouth again, Yaizhen jumped up and charged at Shaohao again. With the blessing of the Dragon Ball, the power of the sword was far greater than before.

It was rare for Shaohao to be serious. Now Yazhen made Shaohao see the shadow of Yinglong in it.

Fatian Ge also emits thousands of feet of golden light, and the sharp golden energy gathers on it.

At the same time, there was a great storm in the sky and the earth, and the strong wind surrounded Fatian Ge, and even caused the sharp golden energy to circle around Fatian Ge.

As Yaizhen approached, Shaohao only struck with one blow, and Gangfeng attacked Yaju with sharp golden energy, colliding with the Yinglong Xuantian Sword in his mouth.

The surrounding environment was completely leveled, and the territory of hundreds of millions of miles became extremely flat, except for a few ravines across it, which were thousands of feet deep.

The originally surrounding mountains were blown away by the strong wind in this blow, and turned into dust before they even hit the ground, dissipating in the sky and earth with the breeze.

After Shaohao launched a blow, he did not think twice and launched another attack in the direction where Yazi was hit.

Storms swept away, plowing a deep abyss of more than a million feet on the ground. Looking down, it seemed that water could be seen surging from it.

The dragon roar came from the abyss, accompanied by the rolling waves. The huge waves rose from the bottom of the abyss and jumped out directly from it.

Yazi stood on the crest of the wave, treading on the water with four feet, following the waves.

Yazi was extremely fortunate at this time that there were several large underground rivers under the ground. Under his control, the water of these underground rivers shared a lot of pressure for him.

Otherwise, it would not be just a minor injury under this blow.

Shaohao could sense that the black huge waves rushing towards him contained a lot of turbid air from the ground, which could pollute people's spiritual light the most.

"You are lucky that there are such filthy things in this land."

It turns out that these dark rivers have been in the land for a long time without seeing the sun, and under the turbid air, they have been combined with the turbid air for many years, forming the turbid water in front of us.

"But you use your spiritual consciousness to control such filthy things, so you are not afraid of polluting the spiritual platform and making your soul filthy."

Shaohao looked at Yazi with some disdain as he stood on the filthy water and even rushed towards him.

"Hmph."

Yazi snorted coldly, without saying anything, but the black spots in his eyes showed that what Shaohao said was true.