Chapter 178: Join hands and get hurt

No one thought that the three of them would cooperate so tacitly, have merit and deserving, and perform their respective duties!
Yang Hao had more evil smiles on his face, his eyes shone brightly, and he shouted:
"Stab!"
Accompanied by the roar, lightning steps under his feet, his body instantly reached ten times the speed of sound, and lightning was wrapped around his body, turning into a golden streamer, rushing out quickly.
The spear in his hand was half exposed, and it suddenly pierced out just before the attack.
Ignoring the swift sword, hit the sword god's body directly, as if to pierce him with a shot, not giving him a chance to survive.
As for the holy light, it was blocked by a wall of golden light at the moment it came and reflected back.
Whether it is ultra-high temperature or an attack that shakes human eyes, it is completely isolated.
On the contrary, it was the person behind the Holy Light who sent out the power attack together. After being reflected by the Holy Light, his eyes could not be opened instantly, tears flowed out, and it was red and swollen.
The body seemed to be shrouded in high temperature, very uncomfortable.
He quickly stopped the attack and looked at Yang Hao in shock.
Only the Holy Light himself swayed the wooden staff in his hand, and the gems inlaid on it suddenly radiated red light, instantly forming a fire dragon and heading towards Yang Hao.
At this moment, Yang Hao, with a whimper in his hand, quickly approached the heart of the sword god.
One inch long, one inch strong!
The electric light looming above it blows up the sword god's hair, and the gray robe rattles and rattles, clearly feeling how strong the blow is.
The sword skill in his hand changed instantly, from attack to defense.
He stepped back again and again, and the blood red long sword was tapped out and fell on the barrel of the long spear.
The exquisite sword technique, after one hundred and seven swords, finally alleviated all power.
Yang Hao admired his swordsmanship, and he deserved to be someone who could kill t3.
However, he is now an enemy and there is no possibility of keeping his hands.
The power of a shot was exhausted, and when he saw the impact of the fire dragon, he smiled again on his face and roared:
"Scatter!"
The spear in his hand shook rapidly, and golden light filled it, like a dragon going out to sea, facing the fire dragon.
"boom!"
Yang Hao underestimated the power of the Holy Light, and at the moment of the collision, it seemed as if a bomb exploded, bursting out amazing destructive power.
The gun body vibrated violently, and Yang Hao felt as if he had caught a dragon, uncontrollable.
The body was overturned by violent power.
"Look at the sword, Wan Jian strikes!"
Yang Hao backed away, and the sword seized the opportunity again, and with a casual move, the long swords of the ten people behind him all flew out of the sheath.
Divide into ten directions and attack Yang Hao together.
"Ah...return the knife!"
The ball-like Song Can knife again waved the broken knife in his hand, coming from a distance against the ground.
Such a sword technique, specializing in the ground, leaves no room for the spear to play.
Almost at the same time, the holy light standing in the distance suddenly roared:
"Holy light descends, dawn of the world!"
As the roar sounded, the wooden staffs of the eleven people were raised together, and the rays of light converged into a huge and hot ball of light, which flew towards Yang Hao.
It was just a time to retreat, and the attacks of three people came three-dimensionally.
In this regard, the young marshals standing at the mouth of the valley looked very ugly.
"I'm pooh, really shameless! Three people attacked one, marshal, come on!"
The witch couldn't understand their siege and stood by Yang Hao.
"The young commander is fearless. He can definitely knock them all over. It's a bunch of rubbish! It's a pity, our task is not to go up and help, or we must kill them all!"
Li Longtao next to him raised his nuclear-energy magnetic riot gun and locked the Holy Light, but did not fire a bullet.
Just launch, he will become a pile of coke.
"Che, three people besieged, and none of them can hurt the young marshal. They are not as good as t3. Are they really the best?"
Gu Qingxuan curled her lips and sneered at them.
The tactics arranged long ago, Yang Hao is responsible for robbing people, they are responsible for blocking and guarding and taking away.
Even if they were besieged, they did not step forward to help, let alone do not need to help at all.
Their speed and strength are quite different.
In the face of everyone's attacks, Yang Hao not only did not fear the slightest, but in the process of retreating, suddenly burst into laughter:
"Cool, I just want you to launch all the attacks, it is unique! But, it is still too bad! Hahaha, see me break you!"
He had no fear, his eyes gleamed, and he shouted:
"Gold control!"
Along with the retreat, his gold powers suddenly turned around, directly controlling the ten fastest long swords, all flying backwards, colliding with the hot ball of light.
"boom……"
Suddenly, the explosion sound appeared in the air.
The ball of light burst, like a brilliant firework, instantly dissipating in the air.
The ten long swords turned into hidden weapons in the explosion, spreading in all directions, piercing the body of the wounded who could not dodge.
Suddenly, wailing sounded everywhere, and the people kneeling on the ground, ignoring fear, fled to the distance.
Only the last Song Candao remained, like a ground mouse, turning left and right, looking at Yang Hao's legs.
And his legs are the only parts exposed outside the armor.
It's really dangerous.
However, Song Candao's speed was limited and couldn't catch up with Yang Hao who used Lightning Step.
Especially now that only he was left to attack, Yang Hao accelerated for two consecutive times, stepped back five meters, dancing with his spear, and shouted:
"meteor!"
Accompanied by his voice, the gold-forged virtual spear turned into twelve meteors, hurriedly toward Song Candao.
Facing the shocking attack, he barely blocked twice before being stabbed in the arm and thigh with a spear.
"Meteor fire rain!"
At this moment, the Holy Light organized another wave of attacks, covering from a distance, almost covering Yang Hao in all directions.
The Sword God also rushed up, waving the blood-colored long sword in his hand repeatedly, turning into 108 sword auras, converging into a huge lotus, blocking Yang Hao's spear attack.
Song Candao survived.
"Qiang Qiang..."
For the first time, Yang Hao's spear and the sword of the Sword God collided face-to-face, and the clashes were endless.
I have to admit that the sword has a well-deserved reputation and unique swordsmanship, and he forcibly blocked Yang Hao's attack.
The arrival of the meteor fire rain finally forced Yang Hao back again.
Yang Hao's spear danced wildly, his eyes fell on the holy light, which was really annoying.
"Spirit Fist!"
With a roar, the Holy Light, who was preparing for the next round of attack, was suddenly hit in the chest.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, all abilities were sealed in the body, almost ruined himself.
After Yang Hao smashed all the fireballs, he stood quietly in the middle of the field.
Looking at Song Candao's body stained with blood, the sword god's right arm trembled, and blood overflowed from his mouth. Shengguang held his chest and looked at Yang Hao with cold eyes.
The three of them joined forces continuously, but all were injured, and even Yang Hao's armor could not be broken.
Yang Hao swept his eyes, picked up all the attribute light scattered on the ground, and said lightly:
"You are nothing more than that, Fan Liuli, why don't you take action? Are you planning to fight me alone?"
He was not allowed to let it go.