Limitless Upgrading System: From Ant To Dominator

As Zhou Hao's Scythe swung more and more crazily, the invisible saber energy became even messier!    

    

Meng Haitian was like trapped in a thorny field, unable to advance or retreat.    

    

He also had no way out, and could only face it head-on!    

    

Unfortunately, Zhou Hao's blade was getting faster and faster, and he was already overwhelmed!    

    

"What saber technique is your saber technique? Who are you?!" Meng Haitian roared and asked.    

    

He would never believe that Zhou Hao was still an ordinary person!    

    

Zhou Hao smiled faintly and said, "I already told you before, I am the City Lord's nemesis!"    

    

"You! You are really arrogant!" Meng Haitian gritted his teeth and said.    

    

Right at this moment, Zhou Hao's Scythe slashed down on his right arm, cutting off his entire right arm on the spot!    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Meng Haitian cried out miserably. At the same time, he slashed out with his sword, cutting down on his opponent's body.    

    

Clang!    

    

The sound of metal clanging could be heard.    

    

When his sword struck the opponent's body, it was as if it had struck an iron bell, unable to harm the opponent in the slightest!    

    

"This!" Meng Haitian was flabbergasted, unable to believe what he had just heard.    

    

This was too terrifying, it was actually difficult to injure with a sword!    

    

What kind of level did he have to train his body to?    

    

The hardest thing for a cultivator to train was the body.    

    

Even at Meng Haitian's age, he didn't have a strong body, so he couldn't withstand a cultivator's attack.    

    

And Zhou Hao was so young, yet he had already trained his body to such an extent. This was simply abnormal!    

    

Zhou Hao sneered. Actually, he did not know any body refinement methods. He only knew that he had a Hard Nail innate talent.    

    

But his opponent thought that he had refined his body to such an extent.    

    

"You are not human!" Meng Haitian suddenly shouted at Zhou Hao.    

    

Zhou Hao clicked his tongue and said, "You old man, you can't beat me, so you scold me, right?"    

    

"I'm saying that you're not from the Human Race!" Meng Haitian shouted.    

    

Zhou Hao coldly snorted. "We all have noses and eyes. Why don't you say that you are not human?"    

    

"Hmph, maniac!" Meng Haitian cursed.    

    

Zhou Hao shook his Scythe and said, "I am mad, I will kill you now!"    

    

He suddenly rushed out, and his two blades were moving randomly, forcing Meng Haitian to retreat step by step!    

    

Meng Haitian was powerless to fight Zhou Hao.    

    

When his opponent swung his two blades, his defense was tight, and when he attacked, it was like a storm!    

    

Even though he was a Fourth Level Profound Spirit Stage warrior, he was still unable to block Zhou Hao's attack.    

    

The surrounding people had already retreated far away, and none of them dared to approach, fearing that they would be injured by those deadly sword Qi and saber Qi.    

    

"They are fighting too fiercely, the sword Qi is chaotic!"    

    

"This is the first time I've seen such a wonderful fight, how exciting!"    

    

"But, City Lord Meng seems to be losing..."    

    

"Nonsense! City Lord Meng's cultivation is deep and his sword technique is profound. How could he possibly lose to a madman!"    

    

"That's right. City Lord Meng's divine power is unparalleled. It's impossible for him to lose!"    

    

...    

    

The crowd was discussing amongst themselves. None of them were willing to believe that Meng Haitian had already fallen into a disadvantageous position and was prepared to lose.    

    

Meng Haitian could be said to be extremely miserable.    

    

He had been in seclusion for a few years. Now that he had just come out of seclusion, he had encountered the bane of the city lord!    

    

Before he could put on a good show, he was beaten up by a junior to the point that he could not even retaliate!    

    

He even lost two sons in a row!    

    

It was really tragic!    

    

"Maddie! Maddie! Go to hell!" Meng Haitian madly danced with one arm, his Sword Truth already broken.    

    

Zhou Hao coldly snorted. "Since you are a pitiful old man, I will give you a quick death!"    

    

He suddenly closed in on his opponent. The Scythe suddenly placed on his opponent's neck. The blade was cold and cold, without a trace of warmth.    

    

"Crazy disciple! Crazy disciple!"    

    

"Ah! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! "    

    

Meng Haitian was so scared that he went completely crazy, and he started to speak incoherently...