Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Lu Hao took a big step forward, and with the powerful sword intent, he actually opened up a passage in the sea of ​​swords. He walked forward with firm steps and an indomitable momentum.

"This little beast has been hiding his abilities all along!" Wan Yun's face was extremely ugly. If he knew that Lu Hao had this ability, he would never let such a person comprehend the supreme sword technique even if he died.

Lu Hao felt that he could no longer hide his cultivation, but if he could obtain the Heavenly Venerable-level sword technique, his strength would undoubtedly increase dramatically, so it would all be worth it.

He felt that the advancement speed was too slow, so he simply pushed forward sideways. With a wave of his hand, a sword stuck in the ground in front of him was forcibly sucked over. The sword struggled in his palm for a moment before being subdued.

"This divine weapon blade made of thousand-year-old black iron is truly a good sword!" Lu Hao stroked the sword gently, as if he was stroking the smooth body of a beauty, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The sword was three feet and two inches long, with crystal rays of light flowing on it, making it look extremely magical and extraordinary.

"This is the Qingling Sword that Uncle Mo loved most during his lifetime. How can this kid easily control the sword spirit inside it!" Some disciples of the Wanjian Sect said in surprise.

The sword spirit of the Qingling Sword in Lu Hao's hand was indeed struggling, but it was forcibly suppressed by the powerful sword intent he released.

"Open the seal!" Lu Hao uttered two words lightly, and in an instant mysterious runes appeared on his body, and then disappeared into thin air.

This was the spiritual power connection between himself and the outside world that he had previously sealed. Now it had been completely unsealed, and his aura was surging at an astonishing speed, eventually reaching its peak.

Lu Hao closed his eyes, feeling the exuberant spiritual power in his body. Circles of terrifying energy ripples around him were like waves, sweeping across the entire sea of ​​swords.

"Holy crap, this guy is actually a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!" Everyone's eyes widened, and their breathing seemed to stop.

"He hides it so well!" Xia Yixue's bright red lips formed an O shape and she said in a lost voice.

"Such a young Nascent Soul cultivator is too powerful." After being shocked, Xia Xinyi showed an ecstatic look. She must use all her tricks to make the other party fall in love with her, even if it means taking the back door.

"Get out of the way, you useless bastard!" Lu Hao shouted coldly, and swung out with his golden palm. The terrifying force caused a sonic boom to sound in the air. The Nascent Soul cultivator who had mocked him before had half of his face blown off in an instant, and blood mixed with broken flesh flowed all over the ground.

This sentence reflects Lu Hao's dominance and arrogance. He calls those in the early stage of Nascent Soul as trash.

"You..." The Nascent Soul cultivator vomited blood, shocked and angry.

"What?" Lu Hao took a step forward, looked down at the cultivator, and said in a cold murderous intent, enveloping the other party.

"You... hit me well, I really deserved a beating!" The face of the Nascent Soul cultivator turned red, and it took him a long time to utter these words.

It's not that he hasn't thought about resisting, but facing Lu Hao he felt like he was facing an insurmountable mountain, as if the other party would kill him at any time. He had never felt that his Nascent Soul cultivation would be so powerless.

"Get out!" Lu Hao shouted coldly, like a thunderclap.

This Nascent Soul cultivator fled in disgrace as if he had been pardoned.

The reason why Lu Hao wanted to beat this man was not without reason. This kid not only mocked him all the way, but also entered the sea of ​​swords. The other party intentionally or unintentionally guided the sword energy to strangle him.

"It was just a casual attack, and the cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage had no power to resist. It even broke his Dao heart. This is too powerful to be scary." Xia Xinyi looked at Lu Hao with admiration and said excitedly.

"My guess was right, this kid might be invincible among those of the same level!" Xia Lingyue's hands were shaking with excitement.

"Brother Xia is so lucky to have met such a virtuous son-in-law. I think this is the man who will win the final match." The emperor showed an envious expression.

He originally thought that the Thirteenth Prince would shine, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so dazzling, like a rising sun, covering up everyone else's light.

"How can this little beast be so powerful? Where did he suddenly appear from?" Wan Yun said coldly, as if he had eaten a dead toad.

"Sword Qi from Ten Directions Slash!" The Qingling Sword in Lu Hao's hand suddenly turned red, as if it was burning in a raging flame. He split into several illusory figures, and then simultaneously performed the most fierce sword moves. In an instant, thick sword qi slashed out, each of which contained terrifying power.

"Boom!" The sword energy in the sea of ​​swords was constantly disintegrated by the impact.

"It's far from enough!" Lu Hao roared, and the two Nascent Souls in his body continuously poured spiritual power into the long sword. In an instant, a dazzling golden sword light shot up into the sky, all the spiritual power in the sky boiled up, and the clouds in all directions were constantly disappearing.

"Break it!" Lu Hao slashed with his sword, and all the sword energy in the entire sea of ​​swords was flattened. If there were no formation guarding this place, the entire mountain would disappear directly.

"This is the first time that Jianhai has been broken!" Wan Yun opened his eyes wide, so shocked that he could hardly speak.

"Isn't this kid suppressed by the sea of ​​swords? Why is that?" Gao Lingtian also said in a lost voice.

"The sea of ​​swords has been broken, I passed the test!" Lu Hao smiled and stood with the sword in his hand. A breeze blew his handsome face, revealing his charming smile.

"Cang Yun, you are so handsome, I want to call you monkey!" Some women cheered enthusiastically, the cheers were louder and louder, and the scene was so enthusiastic that it was almost out of control.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the strong are respected. Lu Hao's incredible performance today has captured the hearts of many women.

"You are so shameless that you even say you want to give birth to a baby for Cang Yun. Besides... if you want to have a baby, I will be the first one to do so!" Xia Xinyi first had a fierce quarrel with several wives, and then said with a blushing face.

"Master, what should we do? This little bastard has been pretending to be a coward. Are we really going to let him comprehend our supreme swordsmanship?" Gao Lingtian couldn't help but send a voice message.

"This little bastard's tricks are so damn deep that even I, the master, was fooled by him accidentally. If I had known how powerful he was, I would never have taken the initiative to ask him to help me comprehend the supreme swordsmanship of our Wanjian Sect even if I used my buttocks to think." Wan Yun showed an expression of regret.

"What should we do now?" Gao Lingtian looked hatefully at Lu Hao who was surrounded by a group of married women. Originally, today's competition was prepared for him, and he would be the center of attention. He never expected that he would become the supporting role of the other party.

Lu Hao was smiling happily among the beautiful women. Various faint fragrances around him came into his nose. Some of the bolder women even pinched his hard arms.

He is not arrogant and is very approachable. Lu Hao answers all the questions people ask him.

"What are your hobbies?" a beautiful woman asked in a sweet voice.

"I usually like to drink Biluochun, especially the tender kind, which is more juicy." Lu Hao smiled.