Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Seeing the still steaming human head in front of him, Zhao Haitao suddenly became angry.

He knew that since Zhou Yiqiao could throw Wang Peng's head in front of him, he had no intention of letting him leave alive.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate any longer, looked like his eyes were about to burst, and shouted at Zhou Yiqiao.

"Damn Nether Demon Sect thief, give my junior brother his life back!"

After he finished speaking, the endless dark wind roared from all directions and gathered behind Zhao Haitao.

A vague outline quickly took shape, and in the blink of an eye it expanded into a huge ghostly figure over a hundred feet tall. It held a long knife in its hand, exuding suffocating pressure.

"Is this your natal magic weapon?"

Seeing the ghost's appearance, Zhou Yiqiao not only wasn't surprised at all, but looked like he had expected it.

Zhao Haitao's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw Zhou Yiqiao telling the origin of the ghost in an instant.

"You know it?"

"Haha, of course I know! Otherwise, how could you dare to kill me?"

Zhao Haitao couldn't help but laugh angrily when he heard his words full of ridicule.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there is actually an informant from your Netherworld Demon Sect in my Motuo Mountain!"

After Zhao Haitao said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the huge ghost.

"Ghost soldiers, kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge ghost figure immediately waved the long knife in his hand and slashed towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the huge ghost with a strong disdain flashing in his eyes.

"act recklessly!"

As his words fell, the gloomy environment around him suddenly cleared, and a mysterious and mysterious sword intent came from outside the sky.

A sword beam that was thousands of feet long seemed to tear through the entire void. With a sharp edge, it struck directly at the ghost figure's head.

"Rumble..."

The sword light touched the ghost shadow, and exploded in an instant. The violent force swept across all directions, shattering dozens of nearby towering ancient trees, and sending smoke and dust flying all over the sky.

"Shh!"

Just as the smoke and dust gradually subsided, a golden sword light pierced the sky again and slashed towards Zhao Haitao.

His ghost soldiers and sword rays were still confronting each other, and he had no time to take action to help him block this second sword ray.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Haitao cursed secretly and used all his strength to activate the true energy in his body. The veins on his arms bulged to prevent the dark green round shield from appearing in his hands.

"Oh!"

As soon as the round shield was raised to his chest, Zhao Haitao suddenly felt that for some unknown reason, the spiritual energy in his dantian had been drained by 20%.

The golden sword light struck Zhao Haitao's dark green round shield fiercely.

The powerful attack force knocked him several meters away, and he fell heavily to the ground. His face turned extremely pale and his whole body was shaking violently.

At this time, the ghost soldiers confronting Sword Intent were already crumbling, almost looking like they might collapse and dissipate at any time.

Zhao Haitao struggled to hold himself up, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly ordered the ghost soldiers to return behind him.

Jianyi, who was confronting the ghost soldiers, lost his opponent and rushed towards Zhao Haitao with the might of Huang Huang.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Haitao became extremely calm.

He slammed the storage bag on his waist, took out a red pill the size of a pigeon egg, and swallowed it wholeheartedly without chewing it.

In an instant, Zhao Haitao's face suddenly turned red, and his entire skin was covered with a layer of strange red lines.

"boom!."

The majestic spiritual power instantly filled Zhao Haitao's limbs and bones, making his bones crackle.

But at this moment, Zhao Haitao showed no fear. The ghost soldiers behind him lost their shape in an instant and turned into boundless black mist and gathered in Zhao Haitao's hands.

A long sword as black as ink appeared in his hand, and at the same time, he rushed towards the shocking sword intent without any fear!

"Bang!!"

Zhao Haitao held the ghost blade and struck hard on the sword intent.

In an instant, endless strong wind blew out.

Zhao Haitao continued to fly backwards for dozens of feet, and finally collapsed two small mounds before he could stabilize his body.

But even so, Zhao Haitao seemed to feel no pain. The moment he stopped, he rushed back with a more domineering force. He defeated Zhou Yiqiao's Jiuxiaoyun Sword Intent with one blow, and quickly moved towards him. Attack.

Facing this upcoming crisis, Zhou Yiqiao was not surprised at all.

According to the information given by Lin Yunfeng, Zhao Haitao's strength is more than one level higher than that of Wang Peng and Zhang Heng.

Therefore, now that Zhao Haitao can unleash such terrifying power, Zhou Yiqiao has already been prepared.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it in front of him, and a formation of swords, wind and thunder suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, endless spiritual power was injected crazily into the formation flag, and the sword, wind and thunder formation immediately started operating.

In an instant, a blue-purple arc of electricity a hundred meters thick, like Optimus Prime, rushed towards Zhao Haitao with a majestic wave of destruction.

"boom!"

The arc of electricity collided with Zhao Haitao's long knife, and the dazzling light almost obscured Zhao Haitao's figure.

Zhou Yiqiao would not watch Zhao Haitao collide with the sword, wind and thunder array without doing anything on his own.

The Ten Thousand Souls Flag slowly floated out from behind him, and the flag made a hunting sound in the night sky.

Zhou Yiqiao breathed a long sigh of relief, and the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared in the dark night.

Zhao Haitao, who had been paying attention to Zhou Yiqiao, saw him suddenly disappear out of thin air, his eyes immediately became wary, and he clenched the long knife tightly in his hand.

At this moment, a bright silver light suddenly lit up from the darkness, followed by an extremely cold light that struck Zhao Haitao directly.

"clang!"

Accompanied by a harsh resounding sound, the dagger Han Po was blocked by Zhao Haitao with his ghost soldiers.

But the powerful force transmitted from the dagger still made Zhao Haitao secretly feel palpitations.

With the threat of swords, wind, and thunder in front of him, and the threat of life threatening in the back, Zhao Haitao was already in a dilemma.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Haitao cursed and glanced around, trying to find a way out of danger.

But at the moment when Zhao Haitao was distracted, Zhou Yiqiao had already taken advantage of this powerful energy and blood and approached personally.

"Whoosh!"

His speed reached the extreme, like a swift meteor, he appeared in front of Zhao Haitao in the blink of an eye, grabbing his throat with his claws.

"Go away!"

Zhao Haitao felt bad when he saw Zhou Yiqiao approaching.

But at this moment, he had no room to escape. He could only watch Zhou Yiqiao's threatening attack getting closer and closer to him.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of fracture at Zhao Haitao's Adam's apple, and the next moment, blood spurted out from Zhao Haitao's neck, dyeing Zhou Yiqiao's handsome face red.