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With a chuckle, Tian Hao didn't mind being targeted at his dantian.

In addition to getting a heart guard on the dantian to strengthen protection, the material of black steel itself is extremely difficult to be penetrated by true energy.

Of course, although black steel weapons are difficult to be infiltrated by true energy, as long as the true energy is infiltrated, it will not dissipate in a short period of time, and the effect of condensing true energy is also stronger, stronger than pure black iron.

Because of this, he was not obsessed with adding barbs. The material of black steel alone is enough to resist the opponent's feminine palm.

Not to mention that his internal and external defenses are not bad, even if the opponent can infiltrate part of it, he can still withstand it.

"Come on, old Ren, let me beat you to death today, don't worry, I will take good care of your daughter."

Clenching his fists, Tian Hao put on a posture to send Lao Ren on his way.

This old guy is too obedient, wouldn't it be good to squat in Jiangnan and focus on planning Wudang?

He had to come to the Songshan faction to steal his home. He was too bad-behaved and needed education.

"Don't even think about moving Yinger!"

Ren Woxing, who was already frightened and angry, was even more angry, and he used Qinggong and body skills to kill him again with a wave of his palm.

However, he turned around halfway and rushed towards Tian Hao's black steel sword stuck on the ground.

That big sword was so sharp that it should be able to break through the armor of the thief boy.

Tian Hao, who had been released from the dove, had a strange expression and did not stop Lao Ren from drawing his sword.

If the old guy can swing it, he can write it upside down!

Sure enough, the following scene was very embarrassing, Ren Woxing rushed to the black steel sword without hindrance, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and was ready to swing it up to fight back.

"Ok?"

After pulling it, he didn't pull it out, but instead made his figure stagger, almost reaching his waist.

Heavy!too heavy!

Unbelievers grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and under the support of strong true energy, the black steel sword was dragged out of the ground, and the heavy weight could not be controlled at all.

Absolutely a thousand catties!

How can this be?

Looking at the ease of the boy's envoy before, I thought it was hollow, or made of some kind of light foreign iron, but who would have thought it was solid.

Although a master of internal strength can smash rocks with a wave of his palm, his pure strength is mediocre.

After all, pure power comes from the body's muscles and bones, but the body's muscles and bones have limits. Even if you use true energy to boost the explosion, it is difficult to exceed the limit, otherwise you will only hurt yourself.

"Take it easy, my black steel sword weighs 1008.6 jin, don't let it hit your waist."

Tian Hao kindly reminded that the black iron part of the black steel sword came from the previous black iron sword, and even added some, and the remaining [-]% was made of tungsten steel.

The total weight is 1008.6 catties, and the sword body is as thick as a door panel. It is a super-heavy weapon specially built by him for performing the chaotic cloak swordsmanship.

At the same time, it is also to prepare for the future wars of different races. At critical moments, the thing can also be used as a shield to resist attacks such as siege crossbows or artillery.

Just now, he used the black steel sword as a shield to block the incoming siege crossbow arrows.

"Why did the Huashan faction come out with something like you?"

Ren Woxing was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, how did Yue Buqun cultivate such a wonderful thing?

A member of the Huashan sect is specialized in external kung fu, which is nothing more than a specialization in external kung fu, and he is wearing a set of armor that does not emphasize martial ethics, and it is nothing more than wearing a treasure armor, and he uses such a heavy sword.

This is not over yet, he found that the kid's boxing skills seem to be much stronger than sword skills.

Are you really sent by Huashan Sword?

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Chapter 217 Take Down the Witch (Ten Updates)

"Old Ren, die!

Beat you to death, Ren Yingying belongs to me alone! "

Tian Hao didn't delay any longer, roared loudly and punched towards him.

"Don't even think about it!"

Ren Woxing was in a hurry, he gave up the idea of ​​using the black steel sword to kill the thief boy, and swung his palm, another air splitting palm.

He let me do nothing else, but he was full of true energy!

Tian Hao and Ren Woxing fought fiercely here, and the fights in other places were equally brutal.

Lao Denuo led Liang Fa and Ying Bailuo to face several top Shaolin experts, including Fang Zheng, who was dressed in black and covered his face and head.

The three brothers and sisters held black steel long swords and performed the Chaotic Cloak Sword Technique, forming a Chaotic Cloak Sword Formation. The big swords collided with each other, and the accumulated strength became stronger and stronger.

In order to cooperate with the chaotic cloaking sword array, some of the long swords of the several people were not sharpened, so as to facilitate mutual collision, so as to prevent the dark steel long swords in their hands from damaging the blade due to mutual collision.

Although the Chaotic Cloak Sword Technique is a purely offensive sword technique without defensive moves, the Chaotic Cloak Sword Formation also inherits this feature.

It seems to be a fatal weakness, but when paired with the black steel armor, it is really incomprehensible.

Even if there is a tyrannical offensive, it can be cut head-on.

When it comes to hard bars, the Luancloifeng swordsmanship is well-deserved number one.

As the earliest confidantes who followed Tian Hao, the three of Lao Denuo were regarded as the first batch of beneficiaries of the martial arts created by Tian Hao, with both internal and external cultivation and strong strength.

And the same practice has nine ranks of pure kung fu, even if the cultivation base is still in the inner qi state, but the combat power is comparable to half-step innate powerhouses.

Coupled with the Xuansteel long sword in his hand and the Xuansteel treasure armor on his body, Fang Zheng and the others felt a little aggrieved and wanted to vomit blood.

Especially when the strange iron Zen stick in Fang Zheng's hand was cut off by the black steel long sword, he was even more passive.

They even had to call some people to help them, and the three of them were not afraid at all.

The increasingly burly figure provided them with tyrannical strength, coupled with the same abnormally thick arms, they were never afraid of head-on encounters.

Seeing the opportunity, Lao Denuo suddenly burst out with sword energy, tearing the black cloth on Fang Zheng's face, revealing his own face.

Even if Fang Zheng hadn't activated his true energy protection in time, Juebi would have been disfigured on the spot.

"Fang Zheng is bald, it really is you!"

Lao Denuo shouted loudly, knowing that this time it was stable.

Now that there is an adulterer in bed, Fang Zheng and Shaolin can't argue even if they want to.

Without the cover of the black cloth, Fang Zheng's face was as gloomy as water, and his murderous intent was even more serious.

The same is true for other Shaolin monks. If their identities are not revealed, things can still be turned around, but once their true colors are revealed, the nature will be different.

Therefore, these people must die!

But no matter how angry Fang Zheng and the Shaolin monks were, there was still nothing they could do about Lao De Nuo.

They couldn't break through the black steel armor alone.

Lao Denuo was here to deal with Fang Zheng and the others, while Yang Jian and the others on the other side were slashing and killing, wielding the black steel sword in their hands, no matter whether it was a sophisticated weapon or the enemy's body, they could not stop it at all.

Even if there is a different iron weapon, it will still be cut off.

In this way, even though Shaolin and the Demon Cult had an absolute advantage in numbers, they were at a disadvantage when fighting, and even casualties occurred from time to time.

On the other hand, Tian Hao chased Ren Woxing and hammered fiercely. Facing such an immovable thing, Ren Woxing was useless no matter how much energy he had.

"boom!"

After chasing and beating for a while, Tian Hao saw the opportunity and punched out, pressing Lao Ren's wrist and hitting his chest, causing his body to fly upside down again, also swaying a beautiful mist of blood.

"Spiritual disciples listen to the order and take my father away!"

Seeing her father being wounded and vomiting blood again, Ren Yingying, who was fighting fiercely with Yue Lingshan, gave orders loudly.

As if they had been pardoned, the members of the Devil's Cult abandoned their opponents and rushed towards Ren Woxing, holding him up towards Taniguchi.

"Let go of the old man, and save Ying'er!"

Ren Woxing, who was held up, was furious, shouting orders, he must not abandon his precious daughter and run away.

"Leave me alone, take my father away!"

Ren Yingying shouted again, she had no way to escape.

Sure enough, Tian Feng'er, who had previously fought against the demon sect, pulled away and went to Ren Yingying's side to prevent this woman from being rescued.

Since my elder brother has taken a fancy to that elder sister, he naturally cannot let her go.

"Master, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about firewood. The appearance of that reckless man won't hurt the young lady's life. Let's go to Huashan to rescue the young lady in the future!"

Everyone in the Devil's Cult was anxious and began to persuade.

The current battle situation is already obvious, and if the fight continues, it will undoubtedly lose.

They suffered a lot of losses in order to besiege and kill Zuo Lengchan and others before, but now they have been hacked and killed by Huashan School's group of non-martial arts, and their staff has been reduced by nearly half.

Can't fight anymore!

"withdraw!"

Forced to calm down, Ren Woxing glanced at his daughter who was in the fierce battle, and finally ordered to retreat with tears in his eyes.

Although 1 people are not reconciled, they are helpless.

There is no way, that boy not only has his sword unmatched in sharpness, but also his armor is not very good at martial arts.

It is an unsolvable existence.

The most important thing is that the thief's strength has greatly increased compared to last time, and he is definitely not an opponent.

It's not that his cultivation base is not enough, nor is his strength insufficient, let alone that he can't fight, but that he can't fight!

If he didn't have that set of protective armor that doesn't talk about martial arts, he would have a hundred ways to kill that kid.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world, so in the end they can only retreat helplessly.

But even if he retreated, his gaze never left his precious daughter, and finally he watched helplessly as her was embraced and captured by the thief boy.

"Thief boy, if you dare to hurt Ying'er even a hair, this old man will destroy you!"

Roaring angrily, Ren Woxing was really about to go mad.

That kid was simply his nemesis. In the last Songshan battle, brother Xiang lost an arm, and Zuo Lengchan seized the opportunity to kill him.

This time, the boy messed up the good things again, not only suffered heavy losses, but even the daughter was caught.

How could this make him not resentful?

"Oh, really?"

Just now, Tian Hao Daqi, who had captured Ren Yingying with a sister in his arms, raised his hand and pulled out a hair of the beautiful woman in his arms.

"I've pulled out a hair!"

Pinching the hair in his hands and shouting loudly, Tian Hao is not afraid to let me do it.

"puff!"

Watching this scene, Ren Woxing couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of old blood, and even fainted out of breath.

"Master!"

Everyone in the Devil's Cult panicked, and they didn't feel relieved until they were sure that Ren Woxing had just fainted from anger, and then they didn't dare to delay, and ran away quickly with Ren Woxing on their backs.

And the retreat of the Demon Cult made the Shaolin monks so angry that they just wanted to vomit blood. Originally, they were very aggrieved with the help of the Demon Cult, but now that the Demon Cult withdrew, all the pressure fell on them.

Even that reckless man turned his head and looked over, making Fang Zheng and the others so angry that they wanted to scold their mothers.

"Let me do it!"

Fang Zheng roared angrily, especially when he saw Tian Hao carrying Ren Yingying on his shoulders while leading people towards him with a sword, his old face turned green.

If Ren Woxing didn't want to meet such a thing, he naturally didn't want to either!

"Junior brother, withdraw!"

With a loud roar, Fang Zheng retreated resolutely, and all the Shaolin monks also retreated quickly.