With the omni-directional defense brought by the metallization of the gold eating magic, Wang Hao stared at the Confucian ancestor holding the Tu Xing epee and did not relax at all.


    At first, with the blessing of the Tu Xing epee and the eight pole sword array, the Confucian ancestors could barely support it, but with more and more attacks, their injuries became more and more serious.


    Even in the last fight, he had to spray a mouthful of blood. Obviously, he had suffered serious internal injuries.


    Wang Hao doesn''t have the idea of being soft hearted towards the enemy, especially his deadly enemy who repeatedly calculates himself. Now is not the time to respect the old and love the young.


    The attack kept on. Wang Hao almost ignored the attack of the eight pole sword array and seven other elders, and tried his best to fight with the old man who held the Tu Xing Epee without any false moves.


    "Die!"


    Aware that the opponent''s injury was aggravated again, Wang Hao''s face was more ferocious, holding a shameless sword to cut down again.


    Similarly, the Confucianist on the opposite side also tried his best, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Tu Xing Epee, and then greeted him with the whole Tu Xing epee.


    "There is no shortage of five mountains!"


    With a roar, the divine power in the Tu Xing heavy sword, which has been refined for thousands of years, surged out and condensed into a virtual shadow of the five mountains behind the old man.


    Although the virtual shadow is very illusory, almost unreal, it also reveals a breath of breathtaking massiness.


    In Wang Hao''s sight, the cut Tu Xing Epee seemed to turn into five mountains and hit him straight.


    No, it''s not smashing, it''s repression!


    Just as Sun Wukong faced the five finger mountain of Tathagata Buddha, Wang Hao felt very small for a time.


    "No, it''s verve!"


    Wang Hao was shocked when he suddenly woke up. He was very familiar with this means, which is an embodiment of charm.


    Charm can be said to be a variant application of sword meaning. It is a means of integrating true spirit will with divine mind. It has extraordinary power.


    However, if you want to manifest the charm in the outside world, you must at least be the strong person of the seventh level of the world. The Confucianism can also break out such means by relying on thousands of years of sacrifice and refining.


    Although he had long suspected that the eight ancient swords of Confucianism had explosive means, he did not expect that the other party could form charm. Although it was very messy, it was indeed charm. That''s right.


    With the blessing of charm, I''m afraid this blow will be more powerful than expected.


    However, Wang Hao does not advise. It is clear that in this case, the brave will win if they meet on a narrow road!


    Only when he dares to fight hard can he have the hope of winning. Otherwise, once he chooses to avoid, he will be killed by the subsequent attack of the Tu Xing epee.


    Not to mention the other seven ancestors of Confucianism are not vegetarian. Since the old guy holding the Tu Xing Epee can burst out the power of charm, the rest must be able to!


    "When!"


    Wang Hao, who was also determined, once again integrated the three forces in his body, instilled them into the shameless sword, and cut down wildly towards the Tu Xing heavy sword cut like a mountain. When the two swords hit each other, there was a deafening impact.


    The swords of the two contemporary swords were rigidly inlaid together, and both of them cut into nearly half of each other''s swords.


    "Pooh!"


    At the same time, they couldn''t help spewing out a mouthful of blood, and then flew backward. Fortunately, Wang Hao''s strength was stronger. Finally, he still grasped the shameless sword, and even brought the Tu Xing heavy sword embedded together.


    However, this is not over. At the moment when Wang Hao flew out upside down, a thin Confucian ancestor quietly appeared behind him, stabbing him with a short sword less than two feet in his hand.


    Although there is no breath to show, and the prestige is not as fierce as the Tu Xing Epee before, no one dares to underestimate this sword.


    Many big men who came to watch the war stood up in shock and looked at the seemingly ordinary but actually extremely terrible sword.


    They did not expect that Confucianism still hides such a terrible card. In the face of such a sword, no one in the world can resist it, not even immortal Zhang Sanfeng, who has the most profound cultivation in the Central Plains.


    This is the essence of Confucianism''s continuous refining for nearly two thousand years, which can not be countered by individual strength.


    Originally, the eight pole sword array suppressed the sensing ability of Wang Hao''s innate mind and true spirit sword, so I didn''t feel anything wrong until the short sword stabbed into the vest.


    But now Wang Hao was hit by the Tu Xing Epee with all his strength and flew in the air. It was even more difficult for his body to gather strength. It was very difficult to avoid.


    In desperation, Wang Hao could only turn his body violently before the sword Qi in the short sword broke out. The sharp and unparalleled short sword made a deep scar on his back, and then cut to his strong left arm.


    Like cutting dry firewood, with a slight pause, Wang Hao broke his left arm shoulder to shoulder, and purple and gold blood gushed out, turning into a purple and gold blood mist.


    The wound on his back was also ferocious. He could even see the lungs and beating heart inside.


    At the same time, Wang Hao''s counterattack came.


    Holding the shameless sword inlaid with the Tu Xing Epee in his right arm, he swept across and cut at the sneaky attack of the Confucian ancestor.


    The Confucian ancestor did not expect that Wang Hao could turn the situation around at the last minute. In addition, the sword that must be killed also caused a big bite on him, and his body became stiff for a moment.


    The master''s moves and the slightest flaw are fatal, so the ancestor of Confucianism is a tragedy.


    The shameless sword inlaid with Tu Xing''s heavy sword hit the other party like a cross, directly smashed the thin body, sprayed out a blood mist, and a burst of fine sound of bone fracture came.


    Like a rag bag, the emaciated old man''s body hit the ground, and half of his body was strangely twisted. Obviously, the bones in his body had been broken, and his whole right arm was cut off by his elbow.


    The eight pole sword array of Confucianism was broken immediately after the loss of two ancestors.


    Regardless of his own injury, Wang Hao rushed up quickly, opened his mouth and bit the right arm thrown by the Confucian ancestor. To be exact, it was the short sword held by his right arm.


    This is a big baby!


    For the eight ancient swords of Confucianism, he has been hanging on for a long time. How can he miss the opportunity to seize them?


    He used to be afraid of Confucianism, but he doesn''t need it with his current strength.


    "When death comes, I still have the mind to covet my Confucian divine sword. I really don''t know whether to live or die!"


    The head of the Confucian ancestors stared at Wang Hao indifferently, and his calm eyes were like looking at a dead man.


    Although the two ancestors on their side temporarily lost their combat power, they also hit the thief hard, so they are sure to win next.


    As for the two ancient swords, it doesn''t matter if they are captured by Wang Hao. Anyway, the boy won''t live long. Just kill him and take them back.


    Many Wulin people who came to watch the war shook their heads secretly. They were frightened by the details of Confucianism. At the same time, they also felt sorry for Wang Hao.


    "The boy''s talent is rare in ancient and modern times. Even Dharma Zhang Sanfeng and others can''t match it. Unfortunately, he is too stupid to be subjected to such crude calculations as Confucianism."


    "The inside information of Confucianism is too terrible. Even the old man can only kill the two swords just now. Even if they have the power of heaven and man, they really deserve to be the overlord who has dominated the Central Plains for thousands of years."


    "We made a wrong estimation of Confucianism before. We never thought that the eight divine swords still have such power. We have to be careful in the future."


    ……


    Everyone''s fear of Confucianism has been raised to an extreme. The power of the complete outbreak of the ancient sword is really terrible. Even the peerless expert at the congenital peak is taken by seconds.


    They just realized what is called your father or your father!


    There is a certain reason that Confucianism can become an unparalleled overlord in the Central Plains for nearly two thousand years.


    However, Confucianism is really deep enough. If they were not forced to a desperate situation by Wang Hao today, they really didn''t know that people still hide such a terrible mace.


    In this regard, they are also secretly happy. Fortunately, Wang Hao went to thunder today and forced the bottom card of Confucianism. Otherwise, when they are confident to compete with Confucianism, they may end up quite miserable.


    As for Wang Hao, people don''t think he can live.


    At least it''s impossible to live without other accidents. The eight ancestors of Confucianism don''t eat dry meals. Even if two of them lose their combat power, there are six left!


    In the face of six peerless experts who can erupt the power of heaven and man at any time, I''m afraid even if the experts in Zhongtian and Renjing are close, they may not be able to save Wang Hao under the hands of Confucianism.


    So the boy is really dead!


    Is that true?


    "Hiss!"


    After inserting the shameless sword into the ground, Wang Hao shook off the arm tightly grasped by the short sword, inserted it into his belt and said with a grim smile: "I really thought you would win!"


    The right hand bent its fingers into claws, turned the innate Qi, sucked it back, and then docked it back to the wound of the left shoulder.


    After moving the upper left arm, Wang Hao picked up the shameless sword. With one effort, the shameless sword embedded in the sword body and the Tu Xing Epee were separated, and then the blade pointed directly at the eight ancestors of Confucianism.


    "Come on, let''s go to the next round!"


    The power of blood has given him strong physical recovery. Except that some important organs cannot be recovered, injuries such as arm muscles and bones can be repaired quickly.


    Moreover, after the creation of the martial arts of Qi and blood, the ability of Qi and blood to recover the power of blood vessels has been strengthened. If you consume a lot of Qi and blood, you can even increase the recovery power by five times.


    This is not over yet. The biggest characteristic of Zijin itself is its resilience. This resilience is also blessed to him in the metallized state, increasing its resilience by five times again.


    The two-phase superposition is ten times the restoring power, so the seemingly serious broken arm injury healed in an instant, and even no scar was left.


    At the same time, the cut on the back, which could see the beating of the heart, also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and also healed in an instant.


    This change stunned everyone around. The eight ancestors of Confucianism almost wanted to swear at their mother, especially the two ancestors who were seriously injured and maimed were so angry that they spewed out a mouthful of blood again.


    It''s so annoying!


    They tried their best to hurt the little thief, but who thought that the seemingly fatal injury was not even a skin injury for him, and he recovered in an instant.


    Even the severed arm continued to go back. From its breath, it was not weakened at all, and even its fighting spirit was even more high-spirited.


    What the hell is this?


    Once again, the eight ancestors of Confucianism regretted provoking such a monster.


    The boy''s defense was very abnormal. He was not easy to hurt him, but he showed such abnormal resilience. In a twinkling of an eye, he recovered his full state.


    Faced with a guy whose attack power explodes, defense power also explodes, and has abnormal resilience, how do they fight?


    Moreover, one of the main reasons why he was able to inflict heavy damage was that he was surprised and suddenly broke out the divine power of two ancient swords, which caught the other party off guard and inflicted heavy damage.


    Now that people are on guard, it will be difficult for them to hit them hard if they want to repeat their old skills.


    So, what''s next?