"Hearing related powers?"


    Wang Hao thought to himself after hearing the blood and magic power told by fairy Yushu.


    "Is it weak?"


    Fairy Yushu looked at Wang Hao and was very worried. She also felt that her awakened magic power was too weak and useless. No matter how strong her hearing was in the Jianghu, she could not increase her strength.


    How can such a weak magic power deserve Ye Lang?


    "What do you think? Your supernatural power is not weak. Although it seems to bless your hearing, it is essentially an application of the wind. You can directly control the power of the wind by cultivating to a high depth.


    The power of wind is a very comprehensive power. Whether it is the blessing of its own body method speed or attack power, it is very good. "


    Wang Hao lightly clicked the Baijing show amount of Xiayi, and some adapted to the relationship with this girl.


    With the memory of his previous life, he has a certain understanding of all kinds of blood magic powers. There are many kinds of auditory magic powers. The strongest is the six eared macaque, one of the four mixed world magic apes. Its magic power can monitor the whole world, and even the Taoist field of saints can not be shielded.


    It is said that the six eared macaque used its own magic power to secretly listen to the preaching of Taoist Zu Hongjun, and then was discovered by Taoist Zu Hongjun and punished.


    Of course, Yushu fairy can''t awaken the top supernatural powers. Her blood supernatural powers only strengthen her hearing with the help of wind and can extend the hearing range several times.


    Wang Hao has seen a lot of this kind of blood magic in the memory of his previous life. It is a disguised application of the power of the wind. He can control the power of the wind after cultivation.


    Although the power of the wind is not as powerful as the blood magical powers of space and time, it is not weak.


    Although it seems very common, it can be used in any environment and is blessed by the power of the wind between heaven and earth. It is very powerful.


    "Really?"


    A pair of Phoenix eyes suddenly brightened. The jade rinse fairy was very happy and relaxed.


    "Can I still lie to you?"


    With a funny word, Wang Hao looked up at the scorching sun in the sky and said in a deep voice: "the time is coming, I should go to fight!"


    He didn''t forget the engagement with Taoist Qingsong, and this battle was mainly used to force in public to pave the way for future plans. Of course, he can''t give up.


    "Be careful, ye Lang!"


    Like the wife who sent her husband out, Yushu fairy sorted out some messy clothes for Wang Hao, and gave a concerned advice at the same time.


    "Shouldn''t I be merciful?"


    Wang Hao was stunned, and his heart was a little strange.


    It is reasonable to say that Taoist Qingsong is the adoptive son of fairy Yushu. Now he has established a relationship with fairy Yushu. In other words, that guy is his adoptive son.


    Moreover, with her previous combat strength, she can definitely crush the green pine Taoist. The girl Yushu fairy should have told herself to be merciful. Why should he be careful?


    Is this the legend of having a lover and forgetting his son?


    "Ye Lang must not be merciful. If you can, please abolish the cultivation of Qingsong!"


    Shaking her head slightly, fairy Yushu gave a frightening answer to Wang Hao.


    Can only say that it is worthy of being adopted?


    Just when Wang Hao was thinking, Yushu fairy continued to say, "the internal power and true Qi system of Confucianism has endless disasters. I want Qingsong to follow the cultivation system of Wulin outside Shanghai, but the child is very stubborn. It''s hard for him to change himself. I can only ask Ye Lang to do it yourself."


    "OK, I see!"


    Suddenly nodded, Wang Hao secretly relaxed. He was really afraid that his cheap girlfriend was a cruel girl. If that kind of woman really wanted to marry home, he was afraid that she would be restless.


    Fortunately, this girl is well intentioned. She is for the good of Qingsong.


    The two talked for a while. Seeing that the time was almost the same, Wang Hao showed his lightness skill, stepped on the tip of the tree and flew towards Mount Tai sword sect, followed by fairy Yushu.


    They were very fast and soon arrived at Mount Tai sword sect.


    At the moment, the green pine Taoist has stood on the hall with his sword, his eyes closed, showing a different kind of prestige, and is obviously ready for war.


    "You''re here at last!"


    Aware of the movement opposite, Taoist Qingsong opened his closed eyes. There was no essence light flashing, but it was also dignified.


    Wang Hao can sense that this person has adjusted his state to the peak, and can burst out all his strength and even play at a super level at any time.


    He can understand this. You know, since the last farewell, the green pine Taoist has been closed in the hall below for a full month. He didn''t even come to watch him copy the axe blade of the God of heaven.


    A month''s adjustment is enough to raise all aspects of yourself to the highest level.


    "Here comes my seat!"


    Standing with the same sword, Wang Hao looked cold and forced.


    He''s going to install a big ratio today!


    "Qiang!"


    "Now that you''re here, let''s go to war!"


    When the long sword came out of its scabbard, Taoist Qingsong''s eyes were full of war. He wanted to fight immediately.


    He has been waiting too long for this day!


    Since the last time he saw the miracle of Pangu''s sky opening map and the extremely powerful visualization method, he no longer dared to underestimate the young generation in the overseas Wulin in front of him.


    He has treated it as a great enemy of life and death for a month. So far, he has adjusted himself to an unprecedented peak. Once it breaks out, even he can''t predict how powerful he will show.


    "Qiang!"


    "The sword, named Feihong, was forged by overseas cold iron elites. It blows hair and breaks hair. The blade is three feet three and the net weight is six kilograms and four Liang."


    When the fake Feihong sword came out of its scabbard, Wang Hao read out the words of war.


    This fake version of Feihong sword was forged by him on overseas desert islands together with authentic Dao, just to match the vest mode of Ye Gucheng.


    Last time, several long swords were made outside Xiangyang City, but I didn''t think about which and vest mode I would use. The long swords were not very matched, so I made some more.


    But this scene made Taoist Qingsong on the opposite side full of ignorance. Although he had also received some intelligence, intelligence was synonymous with seriousness. How could he add this kind of aggressive war words.


    So it was the first time he had heard such an angry language of war.


    Taoist Qingsong, who reacted, looked at his long sword and then at the countless spectators around him. Don''t mention how embarrassing it was.


    Fortunately, he knew his sword very well, and soon estimated the accurate data. He also said coldly: "the sword is named Changsong. It is made of ten thousand years of black iron mixed with strange gold. It is sharp and unparalleled. The blade is three feet six and the net weight is nine kilograms, ten or two!"


    Although there is a suspicion of plagiarism, it is always better than saying nothing, so he can only say so.


    "I learned the sword at the age of five, learned it at the age of seven, and entered Jiandao at the beginning of 13. At the age of 18, I lost all the swordsmen of my generation. Then I took charge of Baiyun City, closed the door for five years, and created a perfect sword move - flying immortal outside the sky. Today is the day of this sword move!"


    Wang Hao uttered a word of war here.


    Now Taoist Qingsong can''t take it. Compared with the brief introduction of Wang Hao''s words, his resume will lose too much color.


    When he was 13 years old, he was still practicing external skills, and he was not qualified to contact the sword technique. He didn''t start to contact the sword technique until he was 18 years old.


    Does he have to say that he failed the swordsman of the same level at the age of 30?


    That''s a shame, but it won''t work if you don''t say it.


    In his mind, Taoist Qingsong soon thought of the words to deal with, and still said coldly, "I have realized the Tao under the ancient pines and realized a sword - forever!"


    "Is this the battle of the strong? I feel that the killing machine overflows before it starts, which makes people palpitating!"


    Below, a young man could not help shivering and looked in awe at the two figures standing on the top of the hall.


    "I thought the great master congenitally had long disappeared, but I didn''t think it was just hidden from the world. Today, I saw it as extraordinary."


    "I want you to say that the most incredible thing is that ye Gucheng, the leader of Baiyun city in the overseas Wulin, looks that his momentum is only the peak cultivation of the master''s territory, but it is not weaker than the Qingsong immortal in the later stage of his birth. The strong people in the overseas Wulin are really terrible!"


    ……


    The people in the Wulin who watched the war were filled with emotion about Wang Hao''s war words. Although they also got information about when Wang Hao used the matchless sword saint''s Vest mode to fight against the Runner King and Huashan sword saint, they were not as shocked as what they saw with their own eyes.


    Especially at this moment, they still need to look up and watch the war, and suddenly feel very small.


    These two are really terrible!


    "Forever! Good name, is it the sword of defense? "


    Wang Hao nodded with appreciation, obviously recognizing the eternal youth of Taoist Qingsong.


    "It''s a defensive sword, and it can also be transformed into a killing sword!"


    The look was still cold. Taoist Qingsong knew that war was about to begin.


    "It''s just that our tianwai flying immortal is the sword of killing and cutting. Today we''ll see whether it''s your eternal defense invincible or our tianwai flying immortal who kills and cutting the world!"


    He said angrily. Wang Hao stopped talking nonsense and took the Feixian step straight into the sky. After reaching tens of feet high, he flew down and stabbed the green pine Taoist with a sword.


    There is only one direct stab in the sword move, but it is not simple inside. The sharp sword Qi surges out and condenses white clouds in the sky. Then Wang Hao steps down on the clouds like an immortal, which has a great impact on everyone''s mind and spirit.


    When everyone saw Wang Hao''s figure at the moment, the idea of immortality appeared in their hearts, and they couldn''t help but want to worship. Even those congenital strong people who watched the war secretly were shocked.


    This is a kind of application of innate mind, which can hypnotize yourself and change your breath. However, it is difficult to affect tens of thousands of Wulin people present.


    Fortunately, there are 95 virtual images of emperors in his divine sea. These virtual images of emperors have evolved from the previous residual thoughts of emperors, and the deepest obsession of those residual thoughts of emperors is to seek immortality.


    This obsession has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years under the cultivation of Mount Tai''s national movement. It has long been concise and incomparable, which is much purer than the idea of the strong man at the peak of the congenital great master.


    The obsession of the ninety-five emperor''s virtual shadow was integrated into one, which was led out by Wang Hao''s own innate divine mind. The divine power formed was unimaginable.


    Of course, the most important thing is that Wang Hao has seen real immortals.


    Although the immortals in Xiaoao''s low martial world are just an illusory myth and legend, they are very common in the great world of the flood and famine. It''s not too much to say that there are as many immortals as dogs.


    Far from it, in the army of the Yellow Emperor tribe, as long as there is a little success, they are immortals.


    This immortal posture is enough to simulate the temperament of some immortals with innate thoughts.


    The combination of all kinds makes this perfect sword move - flying fairy outside the sky!