Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

It was merely a mere half-step ectopic stage, even if he could not win, the other party would still be unable to do any substantial damage to him, thus Wu Hao was not afraid of the sunset.    

On the contrary, this aroused his fighting spirit.    

A desire to do battle suddenly exploded out from his body. The Spiritual Energy around him started to surge, and in that instant, the shattered leaves in the surroundings flew into the air.    

His black hair fluttered in the air without any wind, making his originally handsome face even more elegant.    

The setting sun looked at him with a hint of surprise in its eyes.    

He naturally felt the fighting intent in Wu Hao's body, but immediately after, a hint of ridicule flashed past his eyes.    

"Deliberately mystifying …"    

In his opinion, no matter how heaven defying a mere Lesser Heaven stage practitioner was, he would never be a match for a half-step ectopic stage practitioner like him.    

However, he had underestimated Wu Hao.    

The Wu Hao of today, was definitely not the Wu Hao of the past.    

At this moment.    

The internal energy within Wu Hao's body surged crazily. The internal energy within his 180 meridians was like a raging river, surging violently.    

He held the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hand, and the overbearing internal force in his body poured in crazily, and a faint green light started to encircle around the blade of the sword.    

A green halo of light wrapped around the three-foot-long sword, causing the Blue Edge Sword to look like a green sword.    

Swish!    

Wu Hao.    

It moved …    

The Phantom Step was fully utilized by him, and his figure turned into a gray afterimage, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.    

The Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hand transformed into a cyan rainbow.    

Swoosh.    

The sound of something tearing through the air suddenly sounded out.    

In the blink of an eye, it turned into an azure sword Qi and struck down on Sunset.    

His speed was astonishingly fast.    

The setting sun could feel the sharp sword energy that the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword was emitting. His originally cold expression suddenly turned cautious, and there was even vigilance mixed in it.    

When the cyan Sword Qi was released, he immediately felt a burst of fear in his heart.    

"How is this possible …?" In just half a year, how could this boy become so strong? " Such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.    

At that moment.    

His mind was violently shaken, and huge waves soared into the heavens from the depths of his heart.    

"Impossible …" How is that possible? " He shook his head, thinking it was just an illusion or a dream.    

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!    

However, the sound of the sword qi tearing through the air rang in his ears. Before the sword qi had even arrived, he could already faintly feel a scorching tearing force.    

"It's not an illusion, and it's not a dream. This is real …"    

The setting sun didn't have enough time to think about it.    

The sword qi was already in front of him, so he could not afford to be slow.    

This was a sword qi that had no cost and was aimed straight at the opponent's vitals.    

At least, that was the case for Wu Hao.    

This was because he didn't cultivate any sword skill, and only had the experience of his previous life to casually execute it.    

But even so, the setting sun's heart was trembling violently, and its expression changed greatly.    

He hastily circulated the martial art's energy throughout his body and quickly waved his sleeve, weakening part of the power of the sword Qi. He then took the opportunity to retreat at full speed.    

Swish!    

However, the sharp sword Qi still managed to slash into his body. His clothes were torn apart, leaving behind a bloody wound.    

Along with a loud sound, a rain of blood burst out from his upper body. As he flew backwards, it scattered in the air. The metallic smell of blood was very strong.    

"I underestimated my opponent!"    

This was the only thought that had suddenly appeared in his mind.    

Wu Hao had actually grown to such a heaven defying level in just a short half a year.    

Unexpectedly.    

He never would have thought that he would encounter such a thing today. The terror in his heart was indescribable.    

Clang!    

In that instant, a short sword suddenly unsheathed itself.    

"Brat, you're courting death!" He was furious, regardless of his injuries, the short sword in his hand turned into a ray of cold light, becoming one with the sword, and as if he was rushing to catch up with the moon, it went straight for Wu Hao's forehead.    

It was the Soul Breaker's Organization's ultimate killing sword skill.    

Wu Hao let out a cold laugh, and the three foot long blade in his hand suddenly slashed in front of him, transforming into several tens of sword images, and hid his body amidst several tens of sword images.    

The setting sun that attacked with the force of thunder lost its target in the blink of an eye.    

Clang!    

After his strike missed, his short sword only hit a few sword Qis, emitting the sound of a golden inscription.    

When he was able to defeat the dozens of sword shadows, a green light suddenly came sweeping over from below his feet.    

In the air, it turned into a beam of azure light that pierced through the air, causing a powerful sonic boom.    

Boom …    

The setting sun's heart trembled violently once more.    

In that strike just now, his Absolute Killing Sword Technique had struck nothing but air.    

Wu Hao had long crawled forward until his body was close to the ground, and when his Absolute Killing Sword skill was exhausted, he suddenly made his move.    

Just as the sword was about to cut him in half, in a moment of desperation, he could only withdraw his dagger and place it in front of his body to protect himself.    

Ding!    

The two sword-shaped weapons collided with each other, emitting a metallic sound. At the same time, a terrifying force exploded between the two.    

Like a comet colliding with the moon, a streak of golden light burst forth, accompanied by a terrifying might.    

BOOM!    

In the blink of an eye.    

The surrounding spiritual energy surged as smoke and dust filled the air.    

Through the endless smoke and the raging spirit energy, the setting sun that only had enough time to protect its vital parts instantly flew out.    

If one looked carefully, they would see that under Wu Hao's Three-Foot Blueblade Sword's slash, his dagger had gained an additional gap.    

And the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in Wu Hao's hands, was completely unharmed.    

This sword was indeed worthy of being called the ancient sword. Its toughness had reached an unimaginable level.    

Moreover, after Wu Hao struck with all his might, his body followed the recoil and moved a certain distance on the ground. Suddenly, he unleashed his strength with both of his palms and his body flew out of the ground vigorously.    

After winning with one strike, he seized the initiative and gained the upper hand without sparing anyone.    

Once the Phantom Step was unleashed, it transformed into a gray afterimage. The three foot long ancient blade in his hand split into two in the air, and two into three …    

This continued until it turned into more than ten azure light swords, enveloping the setting sun that had yet to react.    

The setting sun felt the sharp sword aura and suddenly raised his hand. A cold light appeared in his eyes and the martial yuan in his body instantly disappeared.    

It surged like crazy.    

"Brat, you're courting death. If the tiger doesn't show his might, then you really think that I, Sunset, am a sick cat!"    

He let out an angry roar as his body flashed and he moved at an extremely fast speed.    

In that instant.    

The surroundings of Wu Hao, who was rushing at him, became numerous afterimages. It was hard to tell which one was real and which was fake.    

If it was an ordinary person facing such a situation, they would definitely be thrown into a panic.    

But, who was Wu Hao.    

He was a warrior at the seventh level of the Nascent Realm with a soul consciousness. Under his gaze, how could a mere half-step ectopic stage using a movement skill be enough to confuse him?    

Of course not.    

That's for sure.    

Although the opponent's half-step ectopic stage cultivation was indeed stronger than him by quite a bit, that one strike just now was an effect that he had achieved by surprise.    

However, there were some soul consciousness s that he was blessed with.    

He would find out the opponent's weakness at any time and take them by surprise.