Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Don't be afraid, everyone. This kid is also injured. With so many of us, how can we still be afraid of him?" An old man with dyed yellow hair said to some monks who were frightened and kept retreating.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and saw drops of unknown liquid sliding down in front of Lu Hao, making a slight sound as they dripped onto the dead leaves.

Everyone was frightened by the killing, and the battlefield was silent, with only the sound of breathing and the rustling of leaves.

"But why are the drops white? Shouldn't human blood be red?" A young monk was puzzled.

"You don't understand this. He might be a rare alien race, otherwise he wouldn't be dripping with such white blood." A young girl analyzed it clearly.

"Hey, Master, why are you hitting me?" The female monk looked at her master with dissatisfaction.

His master was one of the first people to arrive, so naturally he knew everything. Xiyue hasn't shown up yet, so he can figure out what this is without much hesitation.

"Don't panic, everyone. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. Even if his physical strength is very strong, it will be difficult for him to withstand the siege of so many of us." The yellow-haired old man continued to encourage everyone to take action.

Seeing the weather-beaten face of the yellow-haired old man, many cultivators believed his lies and took out their magic weapons, ready to have a head-on close combat with Lu Hao.

Seeing so many people wanting to fight him in close combat, Lu Hao looked strange. If you didn't know him, you might think that this old man was a hired assassin.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a spear came towards him through the air. Lu Hao pointed his finger and the spear, which was shining with silver light, broke on the spot and could not hurt him at all.

At the same time, a large group of cultivators began to besiege him with cold murderous intent. Lu Hao's whole body burst into brilliant light, as if the sun god fire was burning, and he began to attack with all his strength.

"Ao..." A shrill roar was heard, and the first minotaur who rushed up had black light flashing on his body.

It slapped Lu Hao's chest with one claw, and it was like a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds falling, with a huge momentum.

"boom."

Lu Hao did not back down at all and fought it head-on with his bare hands. It was like two pieces of metal colliding, sparks flying everywhere. This guy was actually a master of body refining.

After the attack, the tall minotaur's hand bones collapsed completely. It looked incredible. Monsters are much stronger than humans, but today the situation is reversed.

"kill!"

Lu Hao stomped the ground hard, jumped up, and punched the Minotaur again. This time he did not hold back, and his golden fist dyed the sky bright.

The minotaur was horrified and tried his best to resist, but Lu Hao's fist still broke its arm and even penetrated its entire body.

Blood fell like raindrops on the faces of some monks. They were deeply shocked. How terrifying was Lu Hao's fighting ability? So many people couldn't defeat him.

The momentum displayed by this punch was too domineering. Even a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building would probably die if hit by this shocking punch.

Lu Hao rushed into the crowd with his bare hands, his whole body shining with crystal light. He incredibly caught a giant axe that was attacking him, and he suddenly exerted force with his palm.

"when!"

He actually broke the spiritual treasure of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. The cultivator's life-saving spiritual treasure was damaged, and he vomited blood.

Lu Hao was too fast, and the crowd could not form an effective siege. He threw another punch, and a cultivator in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage exploded, with his brain matter mixed with blood scattered all over the ground.

Two more monks jointly sacrificed a giant tripod, which was engraved with intricate runes, and the light flowed on the body of the tripod like water waves.

When Lu Hao saw the giant tripod coming towards him, he tried to dodge, but was bound by the soul-binding rope cast by another cultivator.

"It actually worked!" The two cultivators saw that the great devil Lu Hao was actually locked in the giant cauldron, and expressions of ecstasy appeared on their faces.

The two chanted a spell and were about to shrink the giant tripod, but they found that it could not be shrunk at all. What made them even more terrified was that the surface of the giant tripod was constantly bulging.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the giant tripod shattered into pieces. The two disciples turned around and tried to escape, but Lu Hao caught up with them and punched them to death.

Shocking, incomparable shock, Lu Hao was just like a Shura God of War, and with just a wave of his hand he killed a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Everyone was shocked. There was no longer any will to fight. They were all trembling with fear and ready to flee.

Lu Hao's body was covered in the blood of his enemies, even his hair was wet with blood. Too many people were exploded into a bloody mist.

"You are simply a devil!" A monk whose legs had been removed shouted angrily as he crawled on the ground with difficulty.

"Aren't you fast? Now show me how fast you can be." Lu Hao sneered. Previously, this kid who had his legs removed relied on his incredible speed to launch various sneak attacks on him from behind. Now that his legs are gone, let's see how he can display his extreme speed.

Seeing that no one dared to come forward for the time being, Lu Hao's body trembled slightly, and he ejaculated again.