Chapter 192 Where I am, how dare the sword come?

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All he could see was Jiang Hao!

He wore an indifferent smile and looked at the Black Demon King with a hint of teasing.

"What!?"

The old Patriarch Wu and others, who were deeply in despair, had their eyes wide open, filled with unbelievable ecstasy.

Originally, in their minds, Jiang Hao was just a young prodigy whom their descendants befriended. People like this are simply not worth risking their lives.

Because of this, when the owner of the famous sword manor threatened, they all chose to retreat.

I never expected that when all the horses were silent and darkness fell, the young man would suddenly explode like a ray of light at dawn!

"Little guy! Quick, destroy the mark of the inner demon! You will be a great favor to my Wu family!"

"And my Beast Sect! Boy, no wonder I, a child with high eyesight, am willing to make friends with you. There is indeed something extraordinary about you!"

"Shixue, this kid, has really good eyesight, and I've taken a liking to you."

"Shu Shan, I am willing to make an exception for you! Promise you to work hard to train me as the next mountain chief."

"Hey! The descendant of Master Qinglong Sword is really awesome. I, Guchen, really admire him!"

Seeing that there was hope for a turn of events, the high-ranking domain lords began to flatter each other crazily, completely forgetting their previous attitudes.

"Do you think he still has this chance!?"

Amid the angry shouts, Dong Ha Tai's figure surged.

His right arm crackled like a thick bamboo joint, with powerful muscles horribly entrenched on it, and there was faintly fierce sword energy flowing in the veins.

"Boom!"

With one arm slashed out, the sword energy across the sky exploded, as if it was going to cut off the sky and crush it violently.

No one thought that without the Phantom Demon King-level soul, he would be able to unleash such a powerful attack power with his cultivation at the third level of the Territory Lord Realm.

"Little guy! Get out of the way! You can't bear it forcefully!"

Patriarch Wu was horrified and shouted in shock.

"Little brother! Don't panic, throw the mark of the inner demon over here first! When our sect is out of trouble, I will be the first to help you kill the two or five young men like Dong Hetai."

The beast sect master couldn't wait.

Although the other three people did not have time to speak, they undoubtedly had similar mentality, and they all kept their eyes fixed on the mark of the inner demon -

If Dong Hetai is allowed to take back the mark of the inner demon and hand it over to the Black Demon King for refining, then they will no longer be lucky and their souls will be controlled by others. Not only will it be difficult for them to die, but they will even be forced to conquer the human race. !

Unfortunately, no matter how eager they were, it was of no avail. They could only watch helplessly as the sword light struck and cut straight into Jiang Hao's chest.

In countless despairing eyes——

"Dang!"

Qingyue's explosion sounded, and the terrifying tearing sword energy stirred up layers of fine fire, which was then quickly consumed.

As the body exploded back hundreds of feet, the sword energy finally dissipated without a trace!

"He! He blocked it!"

Surprised shouts erupted.

At this moment, all expectations were pinned on Jiang Hao. The head of the Wu family could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and feel relaxed.

"How can a mere Wanxiang block the sword of a third-level domain lord?"

Suddenly, the Black Demon King spoke.

There was a strange color in his eyes: "You are a bit weird! You are qualified to offer the mark of the inner demon and submit to me. I will give you a chance to enter the 'Demon Book'! I will protect you, and you will be able to do so within a hundred years." Enter the realm of the 'ethnic'!"

The so-called "ethnic level" of the phantom is equivalent to the borderland of human warriors.

At Jiang Hao's age, it would take another hundred years to enter the feudal realm, and he would only be about a hundred years old, which was definitely extremely rare in the Qingyue Territory.

Dong Ha Tai over there couldn't help showing a jealous look.

"Don't agree to him! You are a warrior from my human race, and you must not listen to the magic of phantom demons!"

The head of the Wu family yelled, "You must quickly destroy the mark of the inner demon. I promise to use all the resources of my Wu family to help you cultivate!"

The other four families also made promises one after another, fearing that Jiang Hao would be persuaded by the Black Demon King.

"Hey!"

The Black Demon King laughed mockingly, "A group of human warriors who can barely reach the upper realm lord. How valuable is their promise?"

Although Patriarch Wu and others are in the upper realm, they have not accumulated enough and have not yet been able to step into the "cracked earth" realm.

"And I!"

The Dark Demon King's eyes were profound, "In the name of the Abyss Demon King, I will ensure that you enter the clan level and live for thousands of years!"

In comparison, the conditions offered by Patriarch Wu and others are indeed unconvincing.

They were anxious and annoyed, fearing that Jiang Hao wouldn't be able to bear the temptation, so they could only look at it with great eagerness, only to find that——

The people on their side were busy raising their prices, but Jiang Hao seemed to turn a deaf ear!

He just closed his eyes lightly, as if falling into a deep sleep.

"Human boy!"

The Dark Lord was furious.

Even in that earth-shattering war that year, even if there was a top human race upper-level domain lord in it, no one had ever dared to ignore him like this!

At this time, Jiang Hao slowly opened his eyes.

He played with the mark of the inner demon with his fingertips and showed an approving smile: "The Demon King of the Lower Realm is a bit strange. This inner demon's method is indeed ingenious."

"you--"

The Black Demon King's eyes widened.

Before he could get angry, Jiang Hao smiled and picked up the inner demon mark: "You want this? How about this, if you enter my mirror, I will give it to you, how about it?"

Wen Xinjing made a "beep" sound and was trembling with excitement: "You can have this! You can have it!"

The Black Demon King had a frosty look on his face, stared at Jiang Hao like a dead man, and ordered indifferently: "Kill him."

"Here comes the sword!"

Dong Hetai, the great elder of Famous Sword Villa, could no longer bear it any longer. He roared loudly, and a strange sword with all kinds of brilliance roared towards him.

They piled on top of each other, like a torrent, and rushed into the whirlpool of Dong Ha Tai's raised right arm!

"If you dare to insult my king, I will kill you!"

Dong Hetai struck down with his sword, and a small sword immediately appeared among the vast sword weapons. Then, all the small swords gathered together and turned into a surging torrent, which fell straight down——

The sword has a soul, it can kill the souls of the world!

He has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years and majored in the art of "Sword Soul". When this sword was struck, the souls of thousands of swordsmen were attracted by it. Even those who were in the realm of ordinary upper-level domain lords could not stand up to him head-on.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hao just smiled: "A sword? Are you worthy of a sword?"

Buzz!

A sword cry suddenly erupted from his body.

The sound of the sword was inaudible at first, but soon, it was like thousands of thunders striking the sea of ​​​​consciousness, making the sea of ​​​​consciousness churn.

"What!?"

The great elder's eyes suddenly became dull, showing a look of extreme disbelief.

As far as the sight could see, the majestic sword soul was trembling and shaking like a young animal meeting its natural enemy, or like a minister meeting the emperor.

No matter how Dong Ha Tai drove it, it struggled, stubbornly, and bowed down inch by inch——

Wherever I stand, where can the sword dare to come from?

"Crack!"

The sword soul was broken, and he knelt down tremblingly!

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