Chapter 377 (1/2)

”Shit, you really shouldn't give these old guys the chance to release their killing moves.”

After checking the state of two ancient swords, Wang Hao scolded secretly, and his heart was dripping blood.

The power of the two ancient swords has decreased by at least 30% compared with the previous ones, that is to say, such a kill move can only break out three times in the heyday of the eight ancient swords of Confucianism.

When all the powers contained in the ancient sword are released, the eight ancient swords will be discarded.

After all, the material of these eight ancient swords is not very good, not even 100000 refined black steel. Otherwise, the Tu Xing Epee would not have been cut into half of the body by the shameless big sword with a full blow.

Wang Hao is very distressed about this. After all, he has long regarded the Confucian ancient sword as his private property. Now he is so wasted and wasted by those old Confucian guys. How can he not be distressed?

At the moment, he had the idea of peeling off the skin of the two old men.

Of course, although he scolded secretly in his heart, Wang Hao didn't show the slightest. At the same time, he thought about how to avoid being wasted by the Confucian ancestors as much as possible and snatch the remaining six ancient swords.

At the same time, the six Confucianists who could fight again looked at each other and felt very difficult.

If they are confident to break out with all their strength, they are still sure to take the boy down, but in that case, they have to lie down at least half of the number, and the divine power of the ancient sword doesn't know how many times it will be used.

After all, there are many enemies of Confucianism except Wang Hao. Apart from other forces in the Central Plains, Zhu Yanzu and unparalleled swordsman alone are enough for them to drink a pot.

So, this is really troublesome!

Just as both sides were thinking about how to fight next, those peerless strong people who watched the war around didn't know what agreement they had reached. Qi Qi flashed forward and an old man in purple, who was led by him, said kindly, ”if you fight like this, it's just an end to die together. In my opinion, it's better to give up for the time being or shake hands and make peace.”

Dozens of peerless experts stood between the two sides one after another. The three sides stood in a triangle and restrained each other.

The eight ancestors of Confucianism looked at the old man in purple who was a peacemaker. With their experience, they immediately wanted to understand each other's intention. Although their face was ugly, they nodded after a little thought.

”Return my Confucian sword, you can take them away!”

The Confucian ancestor stared at Wang Hao and finally sighed. It was a compromise.

If they continue to fight like this, there will be no good results. If they don't do well, they will die together, because they don't know whether Xiaona Wang Hao has other strong cards. Even if they hold an ancient sword, they are not fully sure to win it.

So today's war can only stop!

However, they must take back the Tu Xing epee and the fish intestines Jue sword. That is the inside information of their Confucianism, which must not be lost.

”Ha ha... Are you Confucianists so funny that you really think you can eat me?”

He grinned. Wang Hao mocked and didn't talk any more nonsense. He stepped on the ground like a blink through the space between the two sides and cut down wildly with double swords.

Whether it is the planning of other divine swords or the preservation of the two ancient swords, we must do a battle to completely subdue Confucianism.

So cut the crap and do it first!

This time, Wang Hao changed his previous reckless painting style, and his body turned into dozens of residual shadows. The two heavy swords were as light as wheat straw in his hands, and the cutting speed was startled.

Although the shameless big sword and Tu Xing Epee both weigh ten thousand kilograms, compared with Wang Hao's four million kilograms of power under normal conditions, they are really not much heavier than a straw. There is no problem in using them to show the attack mode of fast sword.

The Confucianists, who had been used to the previous painting style, did not adapt to this extreme speed playing method. For a time, they were somewhat passive and were suppressed by Wang Hao.

Wang Hao's own speed is not slow. Previously, because the other party was limited by the eight pole sword array, he could only fight with that reckless painting style.

But now two of the eight ancestors of Confucianism have been abolished, and the eight pole sword array has been completely broken. Without restrictions, he has no scruples.

When the Confucianist ancestors who were once again pushed into the disadvantage were preparing to use the divine power of the ancient sword again, Wang Hao seemed to feel a flash of his body and suddenly withdrew from a hundred feet away.

With a shake of his wrist, Wang Hao played a sword flower with two heavy swords. Wang Hao didn't speak, so he looked at the Confucian ancestor with a black face like the bottom of the pot.

The faces of the eight Confucianists are very ugly at the moment. Although they know that Wang Hao must have other means, they still feel difficult when they see this extreme state.

This speed, without the eight pole sword array, means that they can't trap each other at all. People can't stop them if they want to go.

A Confucian ancestor suddenly looked at the cross with Zhao Da Chui bound before, and his face was more gloomy.

Because I don't know when it was empty, there were only five lonely crosses left, Zhao dachui and others bound on them disappeared, and even the guarding Confucian disciples were knocked unconscious to the ground.

Apparently someone rescued them when they were just fighting.

Yes, the reason why Wang Hao just showed his speed and fought with the Confucian ancestors again is to frighten the other party and create opportunities for Chu and others.

Only by rescuing Zhao dachui and others can he get rid of his worries. At that time, even if he doesn't want to fight, he can retreat all over.

Without the limitation of the eight pole sword array, even if all the experts here go to the array, they can't stop him.

Suddenly, Wang Hao seemed to think of something. When he pretended to be preparing to say something, he suddenly looked at a mountain more than ten miles away, and then smiled grimly.

”You're lucky this time. Someone can carry the pot for you. I'll see you next time!”

After talking, Wang Hao flashed and rushed down the mountain.

The Confucian ancestors and many Wulin people didn't dare to stop. After Wang Hao's figure disappeared in sight, everyone turned to the mountain that Wang Hao had seen before.

Immediately, several figures rushed to the mountain, and even Confucianism sent two ancestors to see what happened.

As for the two ancient swords taken away by Wang Hao, they gave up.

No way, they can't stop others at all, and these Wulin leaders certainly can't help them get back the ancient sword. There's no need to waste their efforts.

Of course, the most important thing is that even if they snatch back the two ancient swords, they can't be used for the time being.