Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Dragon Palm!"

When Sang Biao saw the golden sword energy slashing down from the sky, he instantly felt himself enveloped by a breath of death. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly made hand gestures.

As he cast the spell, a huge black vortex emerged from the ground. The bottomless dark vortex exuded a gloomy aura, and then two black dragon claws covered with hard scales stretched out from it. Each dragon claw was huge, as if made of steel, and the black mysterious runes on the claws were clearly visible.

"Block it for me!" Sang Biao looked at the golden sword energy that was rapidly enlarging in his pupils, roared, and clasped his huge claws together, trying to block the golden sword energy.

"Bang!" The golden sword energy fell heavily, making a deafening sound. A dazzling light burst out from the junction of the sword energy and the claws, making it impossible for people to look directly at it. The powerful energy shock wave spread outwards madly, and the sky was full of flying sand and rocks.

The two extremely hard claws tried their best to resist the sharp golden sword energy, but they were still unable to stop it. The hard dragon scales began to gradually crumble, and cracks appeared on the dragon claws, and finally they exploded directly.

"Puff!" Sang Biao was knocked back dozens of steps. His chest was cut by the golden sword energy and blood kept flowing out. At the same time, he was coughing up blood. The high-level magic armor on his body broke into two and fell to the ground. If he didn't have this armor before, he would have been almost split in half by the force.

"Boy, we have no grudge against each other, why do you want to kill me!" Sang Biao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes extremely cold.

"I will naturally act on behalf of Heaven and kill the devil!" A smile appeared on Lu Hao's lips.

"Boy, the number of wives you have robbed is no less than mine. No matter who is the devil, I am far inferior to you!" Sang Biao couldn't help but shout angrily when he saw Lu Hao speaking so righteously.

"I'm different from you. I never have to be strong!" Lu Hao's spiritual energy surged, his aura continued to rise, and he was surrounded by thick thunder. The bloodthirsty magic sword in his hand emitted a weird light.

"Is this your true strength?" The little Loli looked at Lu Hao who was suppressing the Nascent Soul cultivator with her beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but exclaimed. No wonder the other party dared to challenge and kill the Nascent Soul cultivator single-handedly. His strength was so terrifying.

"Is this my true strength? No, you misunderstood. My true strength is far more violent than this!" Lu Hao took a step forward, his strength had been adjusted to the peak state, and powerful power surged in his body.

"The Four Swords of Heaven, cut them down!" Lu Hao's whole body was emitting golden light, like a god descending from heaven. Thick sword energy rose into the sky again. This time, the sword energy became extremely violent and finally merged into a thick golden giant sword.

"Kill!" Lu Hao showed a cold smile, and then jumped up, waving a huge golden sword to kill. At the same time, the shadow of Taoist Tianyun appeared behind him. The shadow's eyes were deep, as if it was alive, and it also swung a huge golden sword to kill.

The next moment, the shadow of Taoist Tianyun and Lu Hao seemed to merge into one.

"Is this the first generation of talent?" Liu Fei's beautiful eyes saw this astonishing scene, her breathing became rapid, and her face showed an expression of disbelief.

"This is too powerful!" The little Loli swallowed a mouthful of white saliva with difficulty, her heart was shocked beyond words.

The golden giant sword fell again, and Sang Biao was scared to death. He wanted to dodge but it was too late. He could only use all his defensive magic weapons, the black iron shield, the fine steel ring, and a series of light curtains appeared in front of him for defense.

"Crack!" As a result, the moment the sword light came into contact, the black iron shield was instantly cut in half, and the fine steel ring also shattered. Dense cracks instantly appeared on the defensive light curtain, and finally with a bang, it turned into light rain and dissipated.

"No!" Sang Biao looked at the golden giant sword that was rapidly enlarging in his eyes, with despair in his eyes. He tried desperately to escape, but the golden giant sword kept locking him tightly.

"Puff!" Sang Biao was pierced through the chest by a sword, and blood mixed with broken internal organs splattered everywhere. He knelt on the ground coughing up blood, his breath extremely weak.

Lu Hao walked towards them step by step with a sword in his hand. His expression was cold, and he exuded a strong sense of oppression and murderous intent.

"Brother Daoist Lu, please don't kill me. I will give you all these wives and children, and I also have treasures to give you!" Sang Biao was extremely panicked and kept retreating. He had practiced for so many years, and this was the first time he experienced the taste of death.

"Go to hell!" Lu Hao grabbed Sang Biao's neck and threw his body into the sky. Then he stomped his feet on the ground, his body rushed back to the sky, and his golden fist blasted out.

"Puff!" Sang Biao's body was pierced by a punch and was blown to pieces alive. Blood turned into rain and scattered all over the ground.

"Too brutal!" Everyone was shuddering with fear, realizing what it meant to be decisive and ruthless.

Lu Hao was bathed in blood and slowly descended. In his left hand, he held a Yuanying (Nascent Soul), which looked exactly like Sang Biao and kept struggling in his palm. In his right hand, he held a bloodthirsty magic sword. After absorbing a large amount of blood, the magic sword emitted a large amount of black magic energy.

At this moment, Lu Hao looked extremely evil under the reflection of the bloodthirsty devil sword. Compared to him, Sang Biao was just a younger brother.

"Old Devil Lu, please don't rape us!" When Liu Fei saw Lu Hao flying towards her, her pretty face turned extremely pale. She covered her graceful body and kept backing away, her eyes revealing fear and pleading.

"Old Demon Lu?" Lu Hao was stunned. When did he get this name? He looked at the booklet that fell from the little Lolita's hand, picked it up and took a look at it, his face suddenly became very ugly.

"The ranking of lustful demons?" Lu Hao looked at the hard signature on the booklet, his eyes becoming colder. If he could catch this person, he would definitely make him gather his three flowers at the top of his head, open the door to a new world, and shed tears of regret.

It has always been Lu Hao who bullies others, but this guy is so tough that he makes trouble for him every other day, and he is just short of riding on his head and peeing on him. This is really intolerable.

"Hard, hard, hard, hard, you must not let me catch you!" Lu Hao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, leaving everyone confused.

A red flame appeared on Lu Hao's palm, burning the booklet into ashes. The flame reflected on his face, which, combined with the scar, made him look extremely hideous.

Lu Hao blew away the ashes in his palm, and then walked forward step by step. All the wives were retreating desperately. They didn't expect that they had just escaped from the wolf's den and now entered the tiger's den. Moreover, this person was even more powerful than Sang Biao. It was unimaginable for a Jindan to fight against a Yuanying.

All the women fell into deep despair.

Lu Hao looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously with a smile. It could be felt that he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Today is such a good day!"