Naruto, the ghost of Naruto

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Haoren walked out of the space. On his body, there was a Taoist robe formed by cutting the general trend of the world with the principles of ten thousand ways. In his hand, there was a long sword made of nanomaterials. Without a word, he rushed directly Into the majestic water vapor.

The hot steam left after the explosion did not hurt him. Human strength and the general trend of the world are the two ends of the lever. The principle is the length of the lever and the appropriate fulcrum.

Those [-] tons of water can be said to be large for any carbon-based life, but for the energy generated by a violent thunderstorm, it is just a small pool.

Creating a thunderstorm does not take much effort or time for the "Supreme", and the field compiled by "Tao" and "Li" can also form a huge cathode and anode.

sizzle-

Sword and sword are rubbing together.

The flying sword is extremely agile and not stiff. When the sword comes, it does not collide with the sharp edge. Instead, it uses the sword bone to collide with the flaws that must be present. It uses the strength to strike, like a flying swallow cutting through the spring breeze, flying gracefully, as if there is something. The master of swordsmanship is in charge.

Haoren's body instantly stopped and he concentrated. He understood that his enemy was a trace of sword wisdom from the nine heavenly masters. If he was not serious, he would really be killed.

Fortunately, it seems that due to the explosion, the speed of the flying sword has slowed down a lot. The long sword in Haoren's hand can even counter-suppress this flying sword from the true interpretation of the sword with its speed.

"Wind."

A roar filled with indignation came from the long stream of water vapor. The strong wind whipped up, and the heavy rain that intertwined into rivers falling from the sky was blown away, revealing the extremely embarrassed ancestor of the Zhao family and the demon with burn marks. Tiger, both quickly separated, looking at each other warily.

As for the others, even the middle-aged men who were guarding Daozang, who were no weaker than the ancestors of the Zhao family, were completely dead, with not much left behind.

The ancestor of the Zhao family had a flying sword to protect his body. He used a protective spell and had a fire spirit root to avoid death. However, he was also seriously injured. However, it doesn't matter. The troublesome thing is the devil tiger. ——

With a group of monks behind him, the devil tiger was afraid, so he agreed to the conditions of casting the sword embryo. But now, the devil tiger is 100% determined to snatch his flying sword, even if it means getting injured.

The Demon Tiger, which used all its scales and bones to offset the initial explosion, and instantly allowed its body to create a heat insulation layer, is constantly repairing the burn marks, and its body shape has become more violent and more suitable for killing. It is dying. Staring at the young Taoist who was fighting with Feijian, he said to the ancestor of the Zhao family: "Join hands and kill him. I will leave as soon as I get the sword embryo!"

"Seriously?!" The ancestor of the Zhao family was overjoyed.

"real."

The Demon Tiger clearly felt that the deepest part of his body, which was also the basic factor that was the source of his demonic power, was full of panic. This feeling was as if it had encountered a Xiaotian lying across the mountains and rivers before he practiced Daozang. Although the tigers are similar in body shape, they are not at the same level of beings.

At this moment, it has a feeling that in the true interpretation of Wen Dao, the word "dragon", which is set off by the two words "Zhili" and "Zhifa", truly appears before its eyes.

Wrapped in a Taoist robe and holding a long sword in his hand, Haoren had the rudimentary aura of a supreme being at this moment, and he was indeed able to overpower the flying sword that Tao Zang said had no shortcomings or weaknesses.

In human hands, the sword will inevitably be hindered by the human body during its operation, but the flying sword can fly freely and perform swordsmanship that humans cannot do. However, Haoren holds the long sword in his hand, but with pure strength alone, , a trace of sword from Tianzai

Reasonable suppression, you must know that this is the supersonic heavy artillery that has first succeeded in cutting off the sharp claws of the devil tiger.

However, the ancestor of the Zhao family was very excited, thinking that it was a good sign that the blood essence of such a powerful monk was feeding his flying sword for the first time.

The flying sword escapes the person's hand, the flying sword moves smartly, and the person is liberated from then on.

Those with flying swords and those without flying swords are completely separated by one floor.

The ancestor of the Zhao family is preparing a killing move.

Everyone, including Demon Tiger, felt that joining forces with the ancestor of the Zhao family could kill this dragon-like existence.

However, the change was sudden.

The long sword and the flying sword in the young man's hand touched again, and his other hand suddenly moved, like the most sinister and vicious snake opening its mouth, pounced on the prey, the flying sword flashed, but at the same time, it was full of insidiousness. The poisonous snake suddenly turned into a blooming green lotus, with its fragrance in full bloom. Its five fingers were like a sky net, breaking through the mysterious power wrapped around the sword, and bounced heavily on the flying sword.

For a single supreme body, the so-called characteristics of not being strong when encountering weakness, and becoming weak when encountering strength exist, but the so-called weak refers to monks at the same level, and the so-called strong refers to monks at a higher level.

Haoren's Taoist robe is made by cutting the general trend of heaven and earth with the principles of ten thousand ways. Within the same level of power, it can be said to be invulnerable to all methods and invulnerable to all calamities. It is not impossible to break the power level of the flying sword with just a few clicks. to things.Moreover, he sold a little trick, wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe, covering the linen clothes, but in fact, the "Taoist robe" wrapped the whole body, only partially revealing the clothes, making people mistakenly think that there were places that were not protected.

sonorous.

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. Even though the flying sword retreated, five holes were punched out, and the power contained in it was dispersed. Haoren swung his long sword and cut the flying sword in half.

Originally, he could have knocked down the flying sword and stepped on it.

However, the unknown space accompanying Haoren is the biggest trump card and must be hidden deeply.

It is not difficult to repair the flying sword. The life essence and residual spirit of a monk who refines energy and becomes a god are just enough.

"The ancients have not deceived me, truth is truth after all..." Haoren smiled, with an indescribable aura, and glanced at Mohu and the ancestors of the Zhao family, "If it were not for inaction, the person who had done the evil would have been killed by now. I have to face the siege of hundreds of monks and a demon tiger. At that time, I will not survive..."

Neither Mohu nor the ancestor of the Zhao family listened, they were all...

escape!

Run away quickly!

Yihu and everyone were horrified. They all knew that the flying sword was protected by a mysterious layer of power, which also increased its killing power. However, the man in front of him smashed it with his fingers. That power could definitely destroy gold and jade, and it was far away. Not that they can resist.

Swish!

The hairs on Zhao family ancestor’s back stood up.

Because there was a strong wind blowing on his back.

people……

coming! ! !

But he didn't hear a sound.

"I am willing to be a slave and worship the Immortal for the rest of my life!" The ancestor of the Zhao family shouted, his wrinkled face covered with sweat and trembling.

"Damn human, don't be so crazy. If this king dies here, my mother will definitely find this place and sink this city..." The demon tiger's spine bent, and all its new scales exploded.