As Zhou Hao swung his scythe more and more crazily, the invisible saber energy also became more messy!

At this time, Meng Haitian seemed to be trapped in a thorn, unable to advance or retreat.

He also has no way out, so he can only bear it down!

But Zhou Hao's knife is getting faster and faster, he is already overwhelmed!

What is your sword technique? Who are you?! Meng Haitian asked loudly.

He never believed that Zhou Hao was still an ordinary person!

Zhou Hao smiled lightly and said, I told you a long time ago, I am the nemesis of the city lord!

You! You are really crazy! Meng Haitian gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Zhou Hao's scythe hit his right arm, cutting off his entire right arm on the spot!

what!

Meng Haitian screamed and swung his sword at the same time, slashing at his opponent.

Clang!

A Jin Ge neighed.

His sword cut on the opponent is like cutting on an iron bell, it can't hurt the enemy at all!

This! Meng Haitian was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

This is terrible, it is hard to hurt with a sword!

How far this body has been trained!

The most difficult exercise for a monk is the body.

The difficulty of body training is that even at Meng Haitian's age, he hasn't trained a strong body well enough to resist a monk's blow.

But Zhou Hao has trained his body to such an extent at such a young age, this is simply abnormal!

Zhou Hao sneered, in fact, he didn't know any body training methods at all, all he knew was that he had a talent for hard armor.

But the opponent thought that he had tempered his body like this.

You are not human! Meng Haitian suddenly called out to Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao tsk-tsk, said: You old man, if you can't beat him, you just curse at others, don't you?

I mean you are not human! Meng Haitian yelled.

Zhou Hao snorted coldly: They all have noses and eyes, why don't you say that you are not human!

Hmph, madman! Meng Haitian cursed.

Zhou Hao shook his scythe: I'm crazy, I'll kill you now!

He rushed out suddenly, pinching his swords in disorder, forcing Meng Haitian to retreat steadily!

Meng Haitian was powerless against Zhou Hao.

When the opponent's double swords are wielding, they are airtight when defending, and stormy when attacking!

Even though he was a monk at the fourth level of the Profound Spirit Realm, he was still powerless to block Zhou Hao's attack.

The onlookers had retreated a long distance away, and they didn't dare to approach, for fear of being hurt by those deadly sword qi and saber qi.

They fought too fiercely, and the sword energy was dazzling!

It's the first time I've seen such a wonderful fight, it's so exciting!

But, Old City Lord Meng seems to be losing...

Nonsense! Old City Lord Meng has profound skills and superb swordsmanship. How could he lose to a madman!

That's right, Old City Lord Meng's miraculous skills are world-class, there's no way he'll lose!

...

The crowd talked a lot, and they were unwilling to believe the fact that Meng Haitian had fallen into a disadvantage and was about to lose the battle.

Meng Haitian was extremely sad.

After several years of seclusion, just after leaving the seclusion, I ran into the nemesis of the city lord!

Before you even have to put on a good show, it's hard to fight back when you're beaten up by a junior!

He also lost two sons in a row!

What a sad reminder to go home!

Madman! Madman! Go to hell! Meng Haitian danced wildly with one arm, and the way of the sword was broken.

Zhou Hao snorted coldly: I think you are a poor old guy, so I'll give you a good time!

He suddenly got close to his opponent, and the scythe was abruptly placed on the opponent's neck. The blade was cold and cold, without a trace of warmth.

Madman! Madman!

Ah! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!

Meng Haitian was so frightened that he went completely insane, speaking incoherently...

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