The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

"Chen Hao, the good fortune I have obtained is not something you can imagine for a frog at the bottom of the well. Although my realm is not as good as you, if I fight to the death, no one can return to Wanqiu City alive today. How about you and I take a step back? ?"

Lu Pingan attached one hand to his back, Shen Sheng said to Chen Hao.

Although on the surface he is neither humble nor overbearing and full of momentum, but in fact, at this time he is already out of skill.

Although Lu Pingan had obtained the opportunity to kill Chen Hao through strategy just now, it was a pity that God did not completely stand on his side.

The sixth level of the martial art realm can only be attached to the object, and cannot be manipulated with the aura. Now that it has lost the flying sword, it is no longer possible to defeat Chen Hao.

"Huh!" Chen Haochang exhaled and nodded to Lu Ping'an with admiration, "Yes, after guessing where I was hiding, he didn't directly attack, but slammed it, hiding the killer move in the dark. If you and I are in the same realm, I am afraid that the one running for life will be me..."

Listening to Chen Hao's narration, the dark clouds between Lu Pingan's eyebrows grew thicker, and it seemed that this guy did not intend to let him go.

"Lu Pingan, you are the most difficult opponent I have ever seen except Lu Qianqiu. I admit your strength. Therefore, I will kill you with all my strength!"

Chen Hao jumped off the mule car that was cut in two by the sword qi, walked slowly towards Lu Ping'an, and said every word.

There is no easy way to practice. If he encounters a slight difficulty, he chooses to withdraw, even if he wins the championship in the Wanqiu Grand Competition and obtains the qualification to study at Jixia Academy, he will never become a real strong person.

In short, Lu Pingan is dead!

"Come out, ghost horns!"

Chen Hao wrapped his ten fingers around the puppet thread and threw a scroll of space from his sleeve, and saw a battle puppet with a human face and a turtle body appearing out of thin air.

The facial features of the puppet are similar to those of Chen Hao's deity, but there are two long horns on top of his head, which are strange in shape.

The surface of the tortoise-shaped body was covered with armor pieces made of black iron, and it made dull metal crashing sounds as it walked around.

I think this should be Chen Hao's special puppet.

"I rub, do you want to be the bastard?"

Although the situation was critical, Lu Ping'an couldn't help but complain. Putting his head on the turtle, I really don't know how long this guy's brain circuit is.

"You!" Chen Hao had a backlog of resentment in his heart, and he was even more angry after hearing Lu Ping's ridicule.

"Die to me!"

Chen Hao adjusted the aura in the collective and injected the puppets along the puppet line. Under his skillful control, the huge puppet ghost horns were as agile as a rabbit, and rushed straight to Lu Ping'an.

"Warning, warning, the damage degree of the mad war thorn armor exceeds 70%, and it is about to expire. Please restore it and equip it again."

The house leaked even night rain, and the ship was late and hit the wind.

After blocking a thunder-burst attack for Lu Ping An that was enough to kill the True Martial Realm cultivator, Kuangzhan Jingjia could no longer maintain its existence.

After losing all his cards, Lu Pingan could only escape.

Fortunately, the speed of the ghost horns is not as fast as that of the living corpse puppets before. Combined with the blood of the King Kong ape and the six-legged elk, Lu Ping’an has a faster running speed than the cultivators of the same realm. Gradually, Chen Hao and his puppets Was thrown farther and farther.

Lu Pingan thought that he would be able to get rid of Chen Hao's pursuit smoothly, but at this time, the change was reborn!

"Form switching, second form!"

Under Chen Hao's instructions, four wheels grew underneath the limbs of the ghost horns, transformed into a chariot driven by aura, and the speed suddenly increased.

"Calm down, be calm..." Lu Ping's heartbeat speeded up, and kept giving hints to himself.

Although the footsteps of the **** of death were slowly approaching, Lu Ping'an did not give up, he still had a countermeasure.

Finally, when Chen Hao approached about a hundred paces away, Lu Pingan heard the long-awaited sound of the river, and after crossing a hillside, a huge stone bridge appeared in front of him.

The Chisha River is the longest river in Cangwu Country. The deepest part of the river is a hundred feet deep. The moat of Wanqiu City is a tributary of the Chisha River.

This stone bridge was funded by his mother's family, the Duanmu family. Lu Pingan remembers clearly that he would pass this stone bridge every time he and his parents visited his grandfather's house when he was young.

It was with this deep memory that Lu Ping'an found a ray of life in the desperate situation.

Lu Ping'an flew onto the stone bridge and quickly ran to the other end of the bridge, then turned around and stood there waiting for Chen Hao to appear.

"Ok?"

Seeing Lu Ping'an give up running away and put on a challenge posture, Chen Hao couldn't help frowning, wondering if this kid had set up some mechanism on the bridge?

"No, it's impossible!" Chen Hao shook his head abruptly, forcing himself not to think wildly.

After Lu Pingan climbed the hillside, he only disappeared from his field of vision for a short while. He couldn't do anything in such a short time.

"Lu Pingan, do you think my ghost horns are too heavy to walk on this stone bridge?"

Chen Hao drove the puppet to the bridge head and confronted Lu Pingan across the bridge, "If you really think so, then you are very wrong. Except for the mysterious iron armor on the outside, all my ghost horns are collected from Kunlun. The small hibiscus made by the mountain weighs only about three ordinary people."

"Oh? Really." Lu Ping'an curled his lips in disdain, deliberately exasperating, "Since you are so confident, come and try."

Chen Hao's brains were twitching, and he couldn't figure out what method Lu Ping'an could use to get out of this situation.

Obviously, this kid is bluffing.

"Okay! Since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, then I will make you perfect!"

There is no hesitation in the fight between life and death. After speaking, Chen Hao jumped on the back of the puppet's turtle body, switched the ghost horns to the first form, and walked onto the bridge.

Bang... bang... bang...

Although the ghost horn is not as heavy as it looks on the surface, it still makes a dull sound of footsteps when it walks on the bridge.

Lu Ping'an always looked ahead, always paying attention to the every move of the ghost horns, and then slowly squatted down, his five fingers formed into claws, and he slammed into the bridge under his feet.

"Haha, naive." Chen Hao couldn't help laughing when he saw Lu Ping's behavior.

This stone bridge is made of solid materials, tall and strong, and it is impossible to collapse it in a short period of time with the attack displayed by martial arts practitioners.

On the other side, as Lu Pingan's fingers were hooked, the stone bricks laid on the bridge were crushed into pieces by him and held out.

One, two, three...

Although there was aura attached to the surface of his palm, Lu Ping's ten fingers were still rubbed out of blood.

"Damn, what the **** is this kid going to do?"

Lu Pingan's weird behavior made Chen Hao very puzzled. His ghost horns are strong in defense. Even if he encounters a cultivator who has just entered the real martial realm, he will have the strength to fight. What use can a few hands of small stones do?

But for some reason, seeing Lu Ping'an's determined gaze, Chen Hao's anxiety grew stronger.