2363: C2363 Eliminating the Roots(part I)

C2363 Eliminating the Roots(part I)

A Level-eight warrior spirit could be said to be at the last stage of the warrior spirit. As long as he took another step forward, he would be able to peek into the Martial King Stage.1

Unfortunately, his talent in martial arts was like a natural chasm, and no one could easily surpass it. Duanmu Qingtian had spent his entire life to reach the Level-eight Martial Spirit, and the shackles of his talent would forever restrict him. No matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

And now, Lin Hao's arrival had completely cut off Duanmu Qingtian's chance.

Just like what Lin Hao had said when he stepped into the Duanmu Family, Duanmu Qingtian was no exception.

Duanmu Qingtian and Lin Hao had not fought for long, but the more they fought, the more shocked they became.

Initially, he wanted to use the cultivation to suppress Lin Hao, but he never thought that Lin Hao's strength would be so strange and powerful. With just the Level-six cultivation, he was able to fight with him and gain the upper hand.

Puff!

Duanmu Qingtian didn't have enough time to defend himself. Lin Hao's Longsword slashed across his arm, and Duanmu Qingtian's arm was cut off, causing blood to spray out on the spot.

He had the upper hand in the fight. From the beginning to the end, it was Lin Hao who had completely suppressed Duanmu Qingtian!

In fact, in less than three minutes, Duanmu Qingtian's arm had been cut off!

"Ahhhhh!! I hate it! Little bastard, you destroyed my family, and now you want to kill me? You deserve to die!! "

Duanmu Qingtian's eyes were wide open, and he roared furiously. If looks could kill, Lin Hao would have died thousands of times by now.

Lin Hao was indifferent to Duanmu Qingtian's angry glare, but he continued to swing his sword without any mercy. The angle of his sword was so tricky that every time Duanmu Qingtian was caught off guard, he would get injured again and again.

Duanmu Qingtian wanted to die now. His attack was no threat to Lin Hao. It was as if his attack had landed on a piece of metal. Apart from some superficial wounds, there was no actual progress.

On the contrary, Lin Hao's attack had a majestic momentum that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

Each of his attacks contained boundless killing intent. His speed, angle, and the majestic Spiritual Energy made it impossible for Duanmu Qingtian to defend himself!

Furthermore, Duanmu Qingtian noticed that Lin Hao's sword aura was actually the second level of the sword aura!

The Red-violet Flame, which could easily break through all the defenses, was able to take Duanmu Qingtian's life. More importantly, Lin Hao's attack was bold and powerful, and it consumed a lot of energy. However, from beginning to end, he didn't see the slightest sign of weakness on Lin Hao's face, as if Lin Hao's Spiritual Energy was endless!

Whether it was a head-on attack or a consumption of energy, Duanmu Qingtian had absolutely no chance of winning. His heart was already on the verge of despair.

His heart was filled with grief. Were all young men so powerful? They were only in their teens, and their sword force was extraordinary. They were gifted with natural talent, yet they were still so decisive in killing. This was simply the reincarnation of a Prime Emperor!

Duanmu Qingtian wanted to beg for mercy and beg for mercy. However, when he saw Lin Hao's eyes that were as cold as snow, he couldn't even speak.

In Lin Hao's eyes was the Ice that would never melt. It was the frost that froze the heaven and earth. Duanmu Qingtian knew that even if he shouted until his throat was broken, it would only be a joke.

In front of this young man who looked like a god of slaughter, no one had the right to beg for mercy. The only outcome would be death!

"Argh! Argh! I hate it!"

When Lin Hao's sword pierced through Duanmu Qingtian's chest, Duanmu Qingtian knew that he was powerless to reverse the situation. He hated Lin Hao. This young man had descended like the Demon God who had destroyed the Duanmu Family's foundation for a hundred years.

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