As darkness fell, a cold wind blew, and a chilling atmosphere spread around Wang Hao and Li Zhiheng. The warehouse was very large, covering more than a thousand square meters.
At that moment, Li Zhiheng reached out and a cold light flashed, which he caught. It was a black longsword with blood-red patterns on it, making it look extremely eerie.
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes. He had also noticed the change in Li Zhiheng. Just this one skill of retrieving objects from a distance required a cultivation level of Xuan Realm. Moreover, the other party exuded an evil aura from the very core of his being.
The next second, Wang Hao slowly stretched out his right hand and made a slight grabbing motion towards the void in front of him. The Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo was instantly grasped in his hand, and his aura became sharper.
Li Zhiheng was shocked and subconsciously asked, "A storage ring?"
"Huh? How do you know him?" Wang Hao was also a little surprised. At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, but the other party did not speak, and the surroundings became quiet again.
Wang Hao dared not be careless, because he thought of a possibility, but was not sure yet. He then cleared his mind of all distractions and stared coldly at Li Zhiheng standing opposite him.
It was as if the person had become completely independent of the surrounding space, entering a state of unparalleled clarity.
The two were only seven steps apart, facing off against each other without making the first move.
Whoever strikes first will inevitably reveal their weakness first.
At that moment, they didn't even blink, staring straight at each other.
With only seven steps between them, who would dare to blink?
The moment you blink, you've already lost!
At this moment, it is not only a test of their patience, but also of their self-control. At the same time, their respective forces are also colliding fiercely invisibly, each waiting for the other to reveal a weakness.
This was a life-or-death battle; the slightest carelessness would lead to certain death. As time went on, Li Zhiheng grew increasingly impatient, and his hatred for Wang Hao became clearer and clearer.
However, Wang Hao remained as steady as a mountain, calm as a still well, motionless and unchanging, even concealing the killing intent in his eyes.
"Kill him, kill him! You'll have avenged your great grudge. With your mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation, where can't you go..."
At this moment, a voice kept swirling in Li Zhiheng's mind. If Wang Hao could hear it, he would be shocked, because Li Zhiheng was not following the path of martial arts, but the path of cultivators.
"Kill!" Li Zhiheng could no longer hold back. He roared, gripped the Demon Sword tightly, and took a step forward. He channeled spiritual energy into the meridians of his legs, maximizing his speed.
"Whoosh."
In an instant, Li Zhiheng, like a ghost, traversed seven steps and arrived in front of Wang Hao. With a whooshing sound, the Demon Sword pierced through Wang Hao's body.
But the next second, Wang Hao's body gradually faded and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a blur!
The moment Li Zhiheng attacked, Wang Hao leaped up in advance, slashing at Li Zhiheng from above with his sword, his speed even faster than Li Zhiheng's.
When Li Zhiheng missed with his sword, he immediately changed his move and slashed upwards.
"Bang!"
The Demon Sword and the Yin-Yang Black Iron Sword Embryo clashed violently, scattering large amounts of sparks.
Wang Hao snorted coldly, clenched his left fist and swiftly punched out. A faint sound of wind and thunder suddenly arose, and the fist imprint went straight for Li Zhiheng's chest.
"Cloud Collapse Fist!"
Li Zhiheng also stretched out his left hand and threw a punch. The air vibrated around his fist.
"boom!"
The powerful recoil forced the two to separate and retreat.
The two paused for a moment, then resumed their battle.
"A series of evil dragons."
What Li Zhiheng was using was actually a Daoist sword technique. Driven by spiritual energy, the sword was swung rapidly, transforming into a giant dragon with a faint shadow, and an evil aura emanated from the surrounding air.
The sword energy coalesced into a giant black dragon, which crashed towards Wang Hao.
Li Zhiheng also rushed out, his sword blade spinning continuously, forming sword circles, like dragon balls spat out by a giant dragon.
Eight sword circles converge to form a single, exquisite sword technique that integrates all elements.
Wang Hao's expression changed. Under the attack of the giant sword energy dragon and the eight sword circles, he could only passively defend and retreat step by step, while being extremely shocked.
It should be known that only cultivators can learn Taoist sword techniques, yet Li Zhiheng can actually use them. He wasn't even a martial artist before, but now he can use Taoist techniques.
Wang Hao became increasingly certain of his guess and became even more cautious. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, spread his arms, and flew backward as light as a swallow.
"run?!"
Li Zhiheng felt incredibly comfortable at this moment. He gripped his sword with one hand and put the other behind his back as he lunged forward, his eyes filled with a mixture of killing intent and evil.
But in the next second, Wang Hao also used a movement technique called Wind-Riding Flying Dragon Shadow, and his falling body paused slightly.
With no foothold, it leaped upwards again, reaching a height of three zhang, and flew above Li Zhiheng.
"A full moon in the sky!"
Wang Hao gripped the sword with both hands, pouring all his spiritual energy into the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo. The boundless spiritual energy condensed into a bright, enormous sword circle, which he then slashed down towards Qing Chi Bai.
This move is also a Daoist sword technique, and now, with his early-stage Qi Refining Realm strength, he can finally unleash it.
Li Zhiheng roared and pushed upwards with both hands. The force of the impact sent his body plummeting downwards, shattering the concrete below with terrifying force.
However, just as the ground was about to collapse, a cloud of black spiritual energy appeared beneath Li Zhiheng's feet, supporting his body and propelling him away into the distance.
"boom!"
Just as Li Zhiheng dodged, Wang Hao slashed down with his sword. The terrifying sword energy carved a half-meter-deep mark on the cement ground, scattering mud everywhere.
It struck the surrounding iron walls of the warehouse, sending up large sparks.
Wang Hao twisted his body and swept across the ground with unparalleled grace, like a young sword immortal, rapidly chasing after Li Zhiheng.
Li Zhiheng's "Evil King Step" is indeed a very powerful movement technique, but it is not as fast as Wang Hao's "Wind-Riding Flying Dragon Shadow" and he was quickly caught up.
"The tides of heaven are surging!"
Wang Hao's body spun rapidly, creating a hurricane. Driven by the sword energy, the hurricane surged forward like a tidal wave.
Just as Li Zhiheng was about to be swept into the pool by the waves, he suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and slashed down with his sword, uttering a single word: "Break!"
"boom!"
A black sword aura, more than ten meters long, pierced through the airwaves and slashed towards Wang Hao.
"snort."
Wang Hao snorted coldly and swung his arm to unleash a burst of sword energy.
"Boom!"
The two sword energies exploded the moment they collided, and in an instant, the walls around the warehouse were covered with tiny sword marks.
"Your sword intent has actually reached the peak of the Sword Follows the Mind?!" Li Zhiheng's face was extremely ugly, somewhat unable to accept it, because he himself had only just entered the sword intent realm of the Sword Follows the Mind.
Li Zhiheng simply couldn't understand how Wang Hao, who was utterly useless just a few months ago, could be so powerful now, especially considering that he himself had reached such a level.
He endured unimaginable pain, with various genes mutating within his body. The feeling was more terrifying than a thousand ants gnawing at his heart, all because of his hatred for Wang Hao.
This allowed Li Zhiheng to endure such a desperate and extremely painful environment, and ultimately successfully merge with the female cultivator's blood and the female doctor's final actions.
Having endured so many hardships, Li Zhiheng finally achieved the strength of the mid-stage Qi Refining Realm. However, after fighting for a long time, he was evenly matched with Wang Hao, who was at the early stage of Qi Refining Realm.
This was difficult for Li Zhiheng to accept for a while, which was also largely due to the instability of his cultivation level.
However, Wang Hao didn't have any particular thoughts. Li Zhiheng had to die today, without a doubt, and he could use him to regain his former sword intent.
Ideally, he could reach the realm of Sword Heart Clarity, then even if Wang Hao fought against a martial artist at the peak of the mid-stage of the Profound Realm, he probably wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
At this moment, his sword intent was far superior to Li Zhiheng's, which was why Wang Hao, despite being weaker than his opponent, had the confidence to challenge someone of a higher level.
After a brief standoff, Li Zhiheng attacked again, but he changed his previous aggressive offensive and adopted a more gentle sword technique.
"Swallows skimming the water!"
The demonic sword in Li Zhiheng's hand burst forth with an eerie red light, like a swallow skimming across the water. The red and black sword, like the tail of a swallow, trembled incessantly, forming sword shadows.
Wang Hao unleashed the Heavenly Heart Sword Technique once more, stomping his feet and shooting forward with a powerful thrust of his sword, shattering all the incoming sword energy.
"The Heavenly Heart Breaks Through the Plum Blossom!"
Li Zhiheng remained completely calm and immediately changed his stance, thrusting his red and black longsword directly towards Wang Hao's heart.
"Swallows are returning to their nests!"
Sensing the sharpness of the sword energy, Wang Hao quickly retreated, but his sleeves were still ripped apart by the sword energy, making a "ripping" sound.
Li Zhiheng grinned maliciously and pressed his advantage, his sword flashing like a swallow in flight as it swiftly pierced towards Wang Hao's neck.
Just as Wang Hao was about to be beheaded by a single sword strike, the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo suddenly erupted with brilliant light, shooting out hundreds of sword energies that blocked the incoming sword.
"Bang!"
The muffled sound was like a rumble of thunder in the clouds, causing the entire warehouse to tremble.
Taking advantage of the moment Li Zhiheng was knocked back, Wang Hao used the power unleashed by the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo to launch a desperate counterattack.
"The wind and rain are blowing in the sky!"
Wang Hao wielded his sword and moved with precise footwork, creating nine figures in succession.
A huge vortex of sword energy appeared around his body, forming a violent sword wind.
Li Zhiheng's expression changed drastically. This sword strike was beyond his ability to withstand at this moment. However, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a decision.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of black gas erupted from his body, and a black phantom appeared behind him, making him look even more evil.
Wang Hao sensed that Li Zhiheng's strength had suddenly surged at this moment. Although he was somewhat shocked, he did not panic too much. He simply swung his sword even faster.
Li Zhiheng chuckled sinisterly, and with the help of this mysterious power, he unleashed the strongest move of the Swallow Sword Technique.
"Swallows shed no tears!"
Normally, Li Zhiheng, with his mid-stage Qi Refining Realm cultivation, would not have been able to execute this move, but after activating some kind of power within his body, he forcibly unleashed this sword technique.
"Boom!"
The two swords clashed again, producing a deafening metallic clang.
The commotion was so great that many people had already come to investigate. Those who came to watch couldn't see the two figures clearly at all; they could only see a huge black phantom colliding violently with a white vortex of sword energy.
Everything in the warehouse was thrown into the air, and even the roof was almost blown off.
A mournful cry, like that of a swallow, rang out. The sound was so sharp that it made everyone present feel a sharp pain in their eardrums.
Fortunately, those people were far enough away, otherwise the sound waves alone would have stunned them all.
After using his trump card, Li Zhiheng's swordsmanship, executed with the peak strength of the mid-stage Qi Refining Realm, became even more exquisite and powerful, giving him an advantage in both sword techniques and cultivation.
However, Wang Hao's swordsmanship was at a higher level, and the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo was more powerful and mysterious.
Neither of them gained the upper hand in this confrontation.
In that collision just now, the vortex of sword energy that Wang Hao condensed almost tore apart the black swallow phantom that Li Zhiheng had conjured.
After exchanging blows, Wang Hao landed back at the warehouse entrance, his figure elegant and imposing.
Li Zhiheng also retreated to the center of the warehouse. However, upon closer inspection, fine cracks appeared on the surface of the demonic sword in his hand, making it look like ceramic, as if it could shatter at any moment.
This shows how powerful that collision was; it almost shattered the sword.
Li Zhiheng originally thought that with his current strength, he would be able to crush Wang Hao, but he did not expect that he would still be caught in a tough battle after using the forbidden technique.
"Whoosh!"
Li Zhiheng released the spiritual energy within his body, raised his hands, and the still broken cement ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled, with pebbles flying up from the ground.
Hundreds of them hovered around Li Zhiheng's body, constantly rotating.
"Condense!"
Li Zhiheng's spiritual energy contained the attribute of ice. After he uttered a word, hundreds of pebbles immediately condensed into black and white stone swords. Each stone sword was only one inch long and was completely enveloped in spiritual energy.
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes. Having fought to this point, he was now certain that there was definitely a remnant soul of a cultivator within Li Zhiheng's body, guiding him.
It's even highly likely that the one fighting him now is that remnant soul!
However, when it comes to the essence of swordsmanship, he believes he is second to none on Earth.
Wang Hao suddenly raised his right foot and stomped down hard. Instantly, the ground began to crack, making a "crackling" sound, and a large area collapsed. Then he raised his arm.
The cement and gravel beneath his feet flew up from the ground, swirling around his body and making a series of sounds like flying swords.
"Splash!"
Wang Hao brandished his sword, pointing it at Li Zhiheng. Countless black cement and asphalt fragments, enveloped in spiritual energy, rained down like a black sword storm.
"Slap! Slap!"
Li Zhiheng also unleashed hundreds of small ice swords simultaneously, which collided with the black sword rain.
After a series of collisions, the icy sword and the black sword rain were annihilated simultaneously.
"cut!"
Wang Haofei flew behind the black sword rain, stepping on pebbles. Just as the black sword rain dissipated, he gathered all his spiritual energy and slashed down with his sword.
Li Zhiheng was slightly startled and immediately took a step back.
Sizzle!
Suddenly, Li Zhiheng's shirt was torn open by the sword energy, turning his original blue t-shirt into a cardigan.
Fortunately, he retreated quickly; otherwise, Wang Hao's sword strike could have seriously injured him!
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