With Wang Hao's current strength, a single finger strike is enough to pierce through half a meter of pig iron.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Wang Hao's index finger pierced Li Xu's white robe, but beneath the white robe was a layer of armor that emitted a red halo, forming ripples of energy.
"He's even wearing battle armor?"
Wang Hao didn't want to give Li Xu a chance to catch his breath. His spiritual energy surged through his meridians, and he transformed his fingers into a palm, striking Li Xu's chest with it.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
He unleashed twelve palm strikes in quick succession, and with each strike, Li Xu would take a step back.
When Wang Hao unleashed his final strike, Li Xu was sent flying backward.
Li Xu, after all, possessed profound cultivation. Despite enduring twelve palm strikes from Wang Hao, he was still able to maintain his balance and land on the ground. He clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The veins on his body bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fighting spirit became even stronger. He coldly shouted, "Good, good, good. Your reaction speed is so fast. You are really surprising me more and more."
Wang Hao stood opposite him, a faint sword mark on his cheek, from which warm blood flowed. His expression was solemn; he had just stabilized at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
However, despite unleashing twelve palm strikes in a row, Li Xu was not seriously injured. This was partly due to the extraordinary nature of his armor, which absorbed a significant amount of the palm force, and partly due to Li Xu's formidable strength.
Wang Hao straightened up and stared at Li Xu not far away, sneering, "With your cultivation level, you could easily kill me, but I have escaped time and time again. Do you know why?"
“If you’re trying to stall for time, I advise you not to. No one here can save you,” Li Xu said.
Wang Hao appeared calm and said, "Since you don't want to know the reason, then forget it. Pretend I didn't say anything."
Li Xu's gaze sharpened, and after a moment, he said, "Alright! I'll give you one last chance to speak!"
Wang Hao said, "Both your knife skills and your sword skills have significant flaws."
"What vulnerability?" Li Xu couldn't help but ask.
Wang Hao smiled faintly, but showed no intention of saying anything.
Gou Zhongtian said coldly, "Young Master Li, don't waste your breath on him. He's trying to deliberately affect your mind and weaken your combat power. The so-called loophole is just a trick he's using to deceive you."
“I almost fell for your trick. In my opinion, it would be best to keep you shut up forever,” Li Xu said.
It must be said that Li Xu was indeed slightly flustered just now, thinking that there was a loophole in his move. After all, it was really too abnormal for him to have such difficulty killing a cultivator who had just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
After thinking it over, he realized that there is no move in the world that is completely without flaws, just as there is no absolutely perfect person in the world.
"Whoosh!"
Li Xu leaped over a boulder and unleashed three sword beams, which resembled three crescent moons, attacking from different directions.
Wang Hao reached forward and grasped the Purple Cloud Sword. He then swiftly unleashed three sword energies to deflect the incoming attack. At the same time, his figure split into nine and rushed forward at high speed.
"Sword One".
This sword strike was completely devoid of any fancy moves; the nine figures simply thrust their longswords straight out. Yet, this seemingly ordinary strike blocked all of Li Xu's escape routes.
"What a powerful sword strike! This couldn't possibly be the sword technique of Tianxing." Gou Zhongtian was extremely shocked. As one of the few remaining remnant souls of Tianxing, he naturally knew what Tianxing was like before.
Moreover, his cultivation level during his lifetime had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, but even so, Wang Hao's sword strike still shocked him immensely, as if this sword strike directly pointed to the origin of the sword path.
Yan Bing was equally astonished. He shouldered the spiked club and muttered, "Brother Wang's strength is so great. If his cultivation reaches the late Foundation Establishment stage, he will probably be invincible among those of the same realm."
"The Styx Sword Technique".
Li Xu wielded the Fish Intestine Sword, and the powerful sword energy formed a milky white river around him, making a "whooshing" sound as it flowed. From a distance, it seemed as if there really was a River Styx.
The river flowed from the void, its milky white surface radiating a captivating aura. A single glance from it would cause the soul of a weak-minded person to be eternally condemned.
"Bang!"
The Styx River was severed by a sword, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it transformed into two white water dragons, roaring as they charged toward Wang Hao.
The swordplay between the two changed in an instant, not like a battle between Foundation Establishment cultivators, but more like a duel between Golden Core cultivators. Even mid-Foundation Establishment or late-Foundation Establishment cultivators could not intervene.
Two water dragons clung to Wang Hao like maggots, attacking him relentlessly, while Li Xu smiled coldly and instantly rushed forward, appearing behind him.
The Fish Intestine Sword in his hand was thrust straight towards Wang Hao's back, directly at his heart. If hit, the heart would rupture instantly, and Wang Hao would surely die.
"Heavenly Heart Sword Bell".
Wang Hao unleashed the sword intent of "Sword Heart Clarity," a pale yellow golden bell phantom enveloping his body, and powerful sword energy scattered outwards, instantly shredding the two water dragons.
"Thump!"
The Fish Intestine Sword pierced the golden bell, unleashing a deafening bell sound. Golden ripples visibly spread outwards, and even the ground slightly subsided.
"Bang!"
The golden bell shattered, and Wang Hao's body flew dozens of meters before he regained his footing, a trace of blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.
Li Xu took seven steps back, each step leaving a three-inch-deep footprint on the ground. The Fish Intestine Sword in his hand flew out of his grasp and landed not far away.
"Click click".
Two soft sounds rang out. Wang Hao looked down and saw two cracks on the blade of the Purple Cloud Sword. The collision had been too intense, exceeding the tolerance of a low-level magic weapon.
Wang Hao put it into his storage ring, looked at Li Xu in the distance with his hands empty and his tiger's mouth cracked, smiled calmly, and gave up the idea of taking out the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo.
Looking at Wang Hao's smile, Li Xu felt a surge of anger. He believed that the other party was showing contempt and provoking him. He then clenched his fists, and a vast fist intent surged out.
"The first move of the Styx Fist: Heavenly River Division of Labor."
With a single punch, deafening thunderous sounds echoed for miles around, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth vibrated violently, extending for miles beyond.
A vast, ethereal celestial river appeared, hanging across the sky, its explosive power shattering a distant, towering stone mountain into pieces.
"Good timing!"
Wang Hao's fighting spirit soared, showing no fear whatsoever. He also clenched his right fist, and as his arm swung, a faint roar of an elephant could be heard from within his body, instantly unleashing five fist shadows.
The next second, the five fist shadows merged into one, and a loud explosion rang out. A huge fist shadow appeared and collided violently with the incoming Styx phantom!
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