Little monster was pus.h.i.+ng mud hard. Qin Hao's cold order made it stop the action, twisting its big head and looking at Qin Hao, and screaming. It seemed to be asking Qin Hao: Why don't let it continue?

"I've said that there was nothing to do with you. Retreat." Qin Hao's voice was with irresistible majesty.

"Hey..., oh..." The little monster screamed with unwillingness and made a few fierce roars toward Leng Feng. That meant: You were lucky.

Then, it reluctantly retreated to the side, looking for a clean place to sit down, but the eyes were still staring at Leng Feng. If there had been a chance, it would not have let go of the opportunity to show his strength.

Qin Hao no longer paid attention to the little monster, and the Scarlet Blood Saber was held in his hand again. The saber was cold and his eyes were colder. The words spit out in his mouth were also very cold: "Launch your move."

The pupils under Leng Feng's black leather mask shrank and shrank. Obviously, Qin Hao was going to fight with him. A man in the peak of Perfection Stage was going to fight with him, a master in the late period of the Spirit Stage?

If it had been at before, Leng Feng would have simply regarded this as a behavior of seeking death. He could easily kill a person who was at the peak of the Perfection Stage without a knife, but now he was not only injured, but his right hand was abolished, and his strength was greatly reduced.

Even so, he was still a master in the late period of the Spirit Stage, not an ignorant teenager at the peak of Perfection Stage could easily challenge. What was more, until now he had not used his knife. Once his knife was out, it was enough to make up for the part of his loss of strength, so if Qin Hao fought with him one versus one, he still believed that Qin Hao was looking for death.

However, he was a bit afraid of the little monster next to him. If this monster rushed to help, one person and one beast, with his current injury, there was no possibility of winning.

"Do you want to fight alone with me?"

Leng Feng also replied coldly.

Qin Hao, "Yes."

Leng Feng, "Don't need the help of the monster behind you?"

Qin Hao, "No."

Leng Feng, "This is what you said. You guarantee?"

Qin Hao, "Of course."

Leng Feng: "Well, it's a man. You have a fight with me."

Leng Feng's left hand touched the back. A dark knife was held in his hand, the knife in the night with a cold gloomy light.

The knife was lifted. The blade was black. Leng Feng looked at it with a sly look. The expression was solemn and serious, like looking at his lover.

"My knife was called Black Owl, and I rarely use it. There are ninety-nine people who have died under it. You are honored to be the 100th with the least power."

It meant that the people who died under this knife were at least masters in the early period of the Spirit Stage. Qin Hao, a person who had reached the peak of Perfection Stage, could die under this knife. It should indeed be a great honor.

Qin Hao dismissed his mouth and said, "You are so confident that I will die under your knife?"

"This is not self-confidence. This is strength. You will soon know the gap between you and me." Leng Feng said, "Of course, I admit that you are different from ordinary people. You have the power to have a battle with masters in the early period of the Spirit Stage. However, the early period of the Spirit Stage and the late period of the Spirit Stage are not the same concepts."

"Hum, do you think you can still play the strength of a master in the late period of the Spirit Stage?" Qin Hao snorted coldly.

"No." Leng Feng also answered truthfully, "But to kill you is enough."

"Is it?" Qin Hao's disdain was even worse. "But I still have to say that you must die today!"

"Haha, you are very arrogant, even more ignorant. Soon you will pay for your arrogance and ignorance. Take it. Long Knife Has No Trace!"

Leng Feng swept up and the long knife cut a knife mark in the air, like a wave of ripples in the water, with a scream of breaking the air, slamming toward the target.

The first move of the Scarlet Blood Machete Art, Blood Through the Sky.

Qin Hao instantly rose to the ground. The blood saber pulled in the air, with a blood mark traversing the sky, and hit the black wave mark.

"Dang dang dang..."

The knife was fierce, and the wind was howling.

...

The second move of Scarlet Blood Machete Art, The Wind Is Roaring.

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The fifth move of Scarlet Blood Machete Art, b.l.o.o.d.y Waves.

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The twelfth move of Scarlet Blood Machete Art, the Knife With b.l.o.o.d.y Shadow.

...

In the dim night sky, the b.l.o.o.d.y shadows shrouded, and the shadows in the air had disappeared. Only layers of knife shadows in the sky could be seen. Only the sound of the void being cut could be heard.

...

The night wind blew, bringing endless deadly air and blowing the blood rain floating in the air.

...

Not knowing how long it took, the knife shadows in the air had dissipated, the violent collision between knives had stopped, and the blood rain had already disappeared.

Under the night, on the gra.s.s, two people were standing opposite each other, and the cold night wind blew, blowing their hair and clothes.

"What knife is this? What machete art is this?"

"Scarlet Blood Saber, Scarlet Blood Machete Art."

...

"Good knife, good machete art."

...

"Bang" with a loud noise, one of the two standing people fell down, the black mask on his face was cut into countless pieces, turning into pieces and falling down, showing the ugly Face inside.

...

"Howl, howl." The little monster sitting behind saw Leng Feng falling and made two screams, and then raised up his big head and looked at Qin Hao. It seemed that at this moment, Qin Hao had become more prestigious in its eyes.

But at the next moment, Qin Hao suddenly sat down on the ground, which scared it a lot. He jumped up and rushed to Qin Hao.

"Whirring, whirring……."

"Little monster, I am fine. Help me in the side. Don't bother me." Qin Hao said with a low voice, then closed his eyes and entered the ethereal state. He seemed to be understanding something.

The little monster was obedient, and after two howls showing that it had received the order, it sat quietly at the side and faithfully guarded its owner.

...

Spirit Stage, was this the feeling of the Spirit Stage?

Although he cultivated different martial arts, the Spirit Stage was equivalent to the Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator. Although the Spirit Stage did not have the power of the Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator, the state of mind was similar.

With this feeling, one could touch the realm of the Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator, so it was not far from the breakthrough.

In today's battle, almost all of the battles were against masters in the Spirit Stage, especially the battle with Leng Feng, who was a master among masters in the Spirit Stage. If he could not enlighten him, one could be really stupid. Fortunately, Qin Hao was not a stupid person. Just now he ventured to fight with Leng Feng directly, aiming to be enlightened to enter the stage of the Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator.

In the process of cultivation, it was different to have a small breakthrough from a big breakthrough. In addition to the need for sufficient Spirit Qi as the source of strength, it was also necessary to comprehend to have a big breakthrough. If the enlightenment was not enough, no matter how many resources were cultivated, one could not be able to get a breakthrough.

Qin Hao was already in the Peak of Third Stage Martial Cultivator, and it was a step away from the Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator. He needed only enlightenment now, and of course, there was ample Spirit Qi.

Fortunately, he got the s.p.a.ce Ring of Long Yubai. The ring had so many resources of the Dragon Group for many years. There were many Spirit Stones and spiritual herbs, and some were even rare. Even Long Yubai might not know how to use it. Just like the Nie Family, having the treasure like "Purple Jade Liquid" without knowing what it was, the result was that Qin Hao took the advantage.

Long Yubai's s.p.a.ce Ring was very small, comparing to Qin Hao's own ring. If Qin Hao's ring's s.p.a.ce was a room, then Long Yubai's ring's s.p.a.ce was equivalent to two large wardrobes.

The large wardrobe was filled with relatively rare cultivation resources. This made Qin Hao sigh in the heart that the Dragon Group's heritage in these years was really extraordinary.

Obviously, this was only a small part. After all, there was only such a s.p.a.ce here. If you wanted to store more, you just could not make it. Most of them might be in the Dragon Group's headquarters warehouse.

Of course, this small part was definitely the most essential part of the Dragon Group, and Long Yubai would not store general things here.

This time, once again Qin Hao took the advantage, and those Spirit Stones and spiritual herbs came out to frantically absorb and squander.

His imposing manner was climbing up, and the numerous knife marks that had just been drawn by the long knife of Leng Feng were constantly self-healing.

Ten minutes pa.s.sed and twenty minutes pa.s.sed...

An hour later, with a whistling, Qin Hao rushed to the sky. After shaking a few times in the air, his body stabilized, and he stood so firmly.

If someone saw his current state at this time, he would be shocked with a big mouth and wide eyes, because he was standing in the air, and there was nothing under his feet, so he was suspended in the air.

Human could be suspended in the air, which was unimaginable, and it was unbelievable to say it.

In fact, at this time, there was a person who was looking at him from afar, with her eyes wide open. She was unbelievable and unimaginable, and more shocked.

This person was Shadow. She had stood in the distance when Qin Hao and Leng Feng were fighting, but she did not come over.

Finally, Qin Hao killed Leng Feng, so that she was once again shocked by the strength of Qin Hao. This time, Qin Hao was able to float in the air, and the heart could no longer be described by shock. She began to think that she saw the illusion, but when she wiped her eyes, the fact that the man was standing in the air, arrogantly swayed, swallowed the world, and let her heart be shocked for a moment, almost to wors.h.i.+p the man in the air.

...

"Is this the Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator?" Qin Hao looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

"Arf..." Below, the little monster screamed while raising its head, with four legs crouched on the ground, like wors.h.i.+pping the man in the air.

Qin Hao looked down at his little monster. He smiled slightly, and his body's momentum was collected. The whole person "hung" down and fell.

When he was about to reach the ground, the wind swelled under his feet and finally landed.

"Whoop whoop whoop..." The little monster saw Qin Hao falling, and jumped up quickly with its head going all the way to Qin Hao's body, as if it had been spoiled, and kept saying "arf arf" in its mouth.

Qin Hao touched its head, knowing what it meant. He had improved his strength. He had to help the little monster to improve.

Qin Hao was not mean. The cultivation of the little monster was a big boost for him, but when he used his Spirit Sense to explore the Spirit Ring of Long Yubai, he was surprised to find that it was almost empty.

If Long Yubai were still there, knowing that Qin Hao had exhausted all his treasures, at least he would feel like to vomit blood. The resources inside could be used to train more than a dozen masters in the Spirit Stage. As long as someone could enter the realm, they could use the resources inside to break through, from the beginning to the Spirit Stage.

However, Qin Hao had consumed these resources alone, but had only broken through a stage. In their views, he was only from the peak of the Perfection Stage to the Spirit Stage.

Of course, he would not know that Qin Hao's breakthrough of the Spirit Stage was not their Spirit Stage. This kind of ability to stand in the air was even impossible for Leng Feng who was in the late period of the Spirit Stage.

With the upgrading of the stage, the gap of the strength of the two in the same stage between Qin Hao's practice of cultivation and ancient martial arts, would be continuously widened, with a V-shaped upward development.