Chapter 172 (1/2)

”Then let me finish you today!” Broken soul King's eyes with a thick smile, and then look at Jiang Hao slowly said.

Jiang Hao couldn't help but smile, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Can the king of broken soul end him?

Of course not!

Now Jiang Hao can't die, even the slightest harm can't have!

”Is it? I'm going to have a look today. What's the best one in duanhun mountain? ” Jiang Hao's face is indifferent, the sword in his hand is coagulated, and his eyes are full of fighting spirit.

The king of broken soul looked at Jiang Hao with a trace of disdain in his eyes. Then, Jiang Hao's sword in his hand coagulated and then chopped off.

Boom!

”Cut the emperor!” Jiang Hao roared, and the knife in his hand was cut off instantly.

On the chopping immortal knife, it is full of strong spiritual power, even with incomparable strength.

”Broken!” Broken soul King's eyes with a thick evil spirit, and then, a knife cut.

Sonorous!

When the two knives collide, Jiang Hao's eyes are full of ferocity.

Peng!

Compared with Jiang Haoqiang, the king's power is not a little bit, and the power is incomparably strong, which makes people unable to resist.

At the moment of Jiang Hao's landing, the king of broken soul still had a trace of disdain in his eyes. He took a step forward, looked at Jiang Hao and said, ”call out the pet beast, or you will not have the strength to fight a war.”

Jiang Hao held the knife tightly, and his eyes were still full of ferocity. He took a deep breath, and then his body was like the wind and retreated several meters.

”Is that your strength? If that's all, you're a disappointment to me The king of broken soul looks at Jiang Hao who is constantly retreating. There is no trace of emotion in his eyes.

”Three cuts!” All of a sudden, Jiang Hao yelled angrily, and the knife in his hand chopped towards the king of broken soul.

After Jiang Hao called out, he stepped out directly. In this step, with incomparable complexity, he took a small step, and lived for several meters. In an instant, Jiang Hao came to the king of broken soul.

”First chop!” Jiang Hao drank in his heart and waved his knife.

The king of broken soul looked at Jiang Hao who suddenly appeared in front of him. He was shocked in his heart, and he also had a dignified voice in his eyes.

”What an abstruse martial art. If I can have this skill and his spirit tools, even the monks in the later period of Zifu will have the power to fight.” The king of broken soul retreated a few steps, and he was even more enthusiastic about Jiang Hao's martial arts and spiritual tools.

Boom!

Cut off the immortal blade and fall into the air in an instant. However, Jiang Hao's eyes a Ling, in the hands of the chopper again cut off.