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Lin Hao had never thought that Pu Wutao would be this terrifying. He had already used his true strength in that strike just now, but it was still not enough to block Pu Wutao's attack.    

    

The combination of the Heavenly Cold Body and the ancient evil creature had already far surpassed the strength of the martial artist. Even Lin Hao was somewhat unable to withstand it.    

    

"Hahaha!"    

    

In the grayish-brown fog, Pu Wutao's incomparably wild laughter sounded from all directions. His powerful strength had completely devoured his rationality. At this moment, Pu Wutao was like a completely different person.    

    

The scarlet sword light on Lin Hao's Longsword faded and turned into a light blue Sword Force of Water . At this moment, Lin Hao had fallen into a passive defense.    

    

"Die!"    

    

A Longsword that was dragging a dark light came out from the grey fog once again. This time, the momentum was even greater.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Lin Hao's powerful soul perception had already sensed Pu Wutao's arrival. He had been waiting for a long time.    

    

The light blue Longsword once again welcomed the sword that was wrapped in gray fog. This time, Lin Hao was not sent flying.    

    

Lin Hao gritted his teeth and used the sword in his hand to block the grey sword. At this moment, the fighting stage had completely become Pu Wutao's stage. In this world, Lin Hao could only defend himself.    

    

"Hahahaha!"    

    

Pu Wutao was blocked by Lin Hao, but he chose to draw his sword and slash again. At this moment, Lin Hao had completely become Pu Wutao's sandbag, a sandbag without any backhand strength.    

    

Bang, bang, bang!    

    

In the outside world, the only thing that could be seen in the dense fog was the vague movement of the sword light. Although the details in the grey fog could not be seen clearly, just by relying on the flashing of the sword light in each clash... Everyone could clearly sense it.    

    

Lin Hao was finished.    

    

The light blue light in the gray fog could block the gray sword every time, but every attack of the gray sword caused the light blue light to flicker and ripple. It seemed like there was not much left.    

    

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads. After all, he was just a new disciple. It was still too difficult for him to fight a Genius from a family.    

    

And most of them were amazed by Pu Wutao's strength. This wasn't a strength that a martial artist could display. Just this incomparably cold evil energy was enough to make many people feel uneasy. There was no need to talk about fighting him.    

    

At this moment, Fengmen He was also frowning as he looked at the fighting stage. Even Fengmen He himself felt a little uncomfortable with this massive Yin Cold Aura.    

    

"Even I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer under Pu Wutao's hands. If nothing unexpected happens to this Lin Hao, then there's no hope for him anymore. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time."    

    

After saying that, Fengmen He couldn't help but turn around and leave. After all, there was no need for him to make any more guesses about the outcome. There was no need for him to stay any longer.    

    

The surrounding people looked at him. They knew that Pu Wutao was strong, but they didn't expect that Pu Wutao could be so strong that even Fengmen He felt inferior to him.    

    

Everyone couldn't help but feel even more convinced that Lin Hao was going to lose without a doubt.    

    

This wasn't a battle on the same level. If Lin Hao hadn't met Pu Wutao, he might have been able to compete for the other rankings.    

    

But now, let alone fighting for the rankings, it was also a question of whether he could survive.    

    

At this moment, the fog on the fighting stage had gradually faded. It seemed like the result was about to come out.    

    

Everyone widened their eyes. They really had no idea what Lin Hao would look like now.    

    

Broken arms and legs? Or was he covered in wounds and a sword piercing through his chest?    

    

Lin Hao's death sometimes became the basis of everyone's suspicions.