Wang Haotian came on the field with confidence.
Seeing Wang Haotian on the stage, the little witch Jue Youlan became obviously nervous. She didn't know where Wang Haotian got the confidence to win against this ghost face. Because even if she were to play, she wouldn't be able to completely grasp this ghost face.
"Okay, okay, you really have the guts to come out. Since you want to die, I will help you." Ghost-faced Zhuge Hui said harshly.
"Where did the dog barking come from?" Three swords suddenly appeared in Lu Shaoqing's hands, all of which were top-grade spiritual weapons. He stared at the ghost's face fiercely and said, "Master, I'll give you a chance now. Get out of here right away, or I won't kill you." You, otherwise you will either die or be injured once my Sancai Blood Killing Sword Formation is activated."
Ghost Face looked at the three top-quality spiritual weapons in Wang Haotian's hands. He was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing. "Is this your confidence? Just these three broken swords?"
Wang Haotian sighed and said helplessly, "Hey...Young people don't know how high the sky is, so why wouldn't you seize the opportunity given to you?" After saying that, the three swords in his hands hung in the air, buzzing, pointing straight at them. Ghost face.
Facing him who was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Ghost Face stood there openly, waved to Wang Haotian, and said disdainfully: "Come, let me see how powerful your sword formation is."
Wang Haotian shook his head slightly, he must have exposed some of his strength today. In the disdainful words of the ghost face, Wang Haotian had already activated three spiritual swords to launch an attack. He activated a little earth energy in his body, and the three swords suddenly formed a triangle shape and stabbed towards the ghost's face, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Although the ghost face is one level higher in realm, he will not take it lightly when faced with the confident Wang Haotian. He flipped his wrist and a black broadsword appeared in his hand. The Yuanli force was activated, and Yuanli force was continuously poured into the broadsword. The broadsword became even darker at this moment, like graphite. He raised the sword to meet it and blocked it horizontally.
"Dang...dang...dang!" All three swords were blocked.
"I thought you were capable. Your sword formation is nothing more than this. If I had known it was so weak, I would have one hand..." Ghost Face was smiling, but before he could taunt him, he heard Wang Haotian say, "burst!"
The three spiritual swords, after hearing Wang Haotian's instructions, seemed to have opened Pandora's box and released the sealed demons. Three violent forces emerged from the three swords, and shocking and terrifying fluctuations spread immediately.
The ghost's smile disappeared and his pupils shrank sharply. He knew what Wang Haotian was going to do. He planned to self-destruct the spiritual weapon. Is there anyone who competes like you? Ghost Face, in a hurry, a defensive spiritual weapon appeared in his hand, infusing Yuan Power crazily.
The next moment, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of three explosions resounded across the sky. Strong light and rising smoke enveloped the entire martial arts square, and also occupied most of the sight of the people eating melons. The energy aftermath of the explosion continued to spread around the square. The expressions of the disciples who were close to him changed drastically and they retreated frantically.
The power of the explosion of three top-quality spiritual swords is far greater than the power you can use to exert it. Even monks in the transformation stage must be careful when facing it. What's more, three of them explode at the same time, and the power is directly superimposed three times.
No one could have guessed that Wang Hao would naturally blow up the top-quality spiritual weapon in his hand, because when a monk fights, no one will easily blow up his own spiritual weapon unless absolutely necessary.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the thick smoke, holding a big knife and killing Wang Haotian quickly.
"It's the ghost-faced Zhuge Hui. He blocked the explosion just now."
"He seems to be injured!"
"This ghost face is indeed powerful. With such strength, he can become an outer disciple of the academy."
"Wang Haotian must have miscalculated now. Ghost Face is even more angry. This fight is more interesting."
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Ghost Face was also pale at this time, with several wounds on his body, dripping with blood, and the energy in his body became chaotic. Just now, he hastily used a top-grade defensive weapon to block the explosion. He was seriously injured, but he could still continue to attack.
So he immediately endured the pain and launched a counterattack, "You will die for me!"
Wang Haotian had already expected it. He flipped his wrist and several pills of different colors appeared in his hand. He quickly threw them at the ghost face and said again, "Explode!"
The pills exploded, and white smoke filled the square again. The onlookers used their spiritual consciousness to check, but found that their spiritual consciousness failed in the white smoke. At the same time, waves of stench came from the white smoke.
"No, this is miasma, poisonous!"
"I also smell the Five Poison Pills. Everyone, please close your six senses and stay away from the white mist!"
"Damn, is this Wang Hao so naive?"
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These spiritual energy, smoke pills, and poison pills... were all obtained from Deacon Guiyuan Xingjiang. I planned to use them when I encountered danger on the way to the academy, but I didn't expect that they would come in handy here today.
In the center of the white mist deep in the ghost face, like a blind man, he raised his big knife and slashed everywhere, and cursed angrily: "Wang Haotian, you despicable guy, you have the guts to fight me head-on."
When the smoke dissipated, the ghost face reappeared in everyone's field of vision. The originally bright red blood on his body turned black. It was obvious that he was seriously poisoned.
"Do you think you can win over me with these dirty moves? I only need one move to kill you!" At this time, Ghost Face said bravely.
"Look behind you!" Wang Haotian grinned at him with his teeth bared.
Ghost Face turned around, only to find that two more spiritual weapons were pointed at him at some point, and turned around to escape.
"burst!"
"Boom!" There was another loud noise and another explosion...
This time, Ghost Face didn't have time to take out the defensive spiritual weapon to protect his body, and even exploded close to his face, eating the two "bombs" firmly and forcefully. The ghost face was blown away in an instant. His clothes were ragged, covered in blood, and his breath was weak. It was more than miserable. Everyone's eyes were full of pity for him, and they were also afraid of Wang Haotian!
"Plop!" Ghost Face fell heavily to the ground, motionless, breathing more out than in, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Wang Haotian took out a big knife again, dragged it on the ground and slowly walked towards him. The knife made a sharp sound when it was dragged on the ground, which made people feel sad and scared at the same time.
"I just gave you the opportunity, but you didn't grasp it yourself. You can't blame me!" Wang Haotian came to Guimian, his eyes were cold and he said expressionlessly. Then he raised his sword and understood the ghost face with one blow.
The little witch outside the field was extremely excited and shouted: "We win, my people win, bring me the elixir!"
"Did you win? It's just that Ghost Face lost alone. I still have nine book boys here!"
