"Courting death!"
Mr. Beijiu immediately shouted angrily and rushed towards Xu Hao.
His attack was extremely vicious. If Xu Hao were an ordinary person, he might have been pierced by this sword long ago.
Unfortunately, Xu Hao was no ordinary person.
Xu Hao raised his hand to meet Mr. Beijiu's long sword.
Mr. Beijiu sneered and said, "What, kid? You want to block my sword with your bare hands?"
The next second.
The long sword directly struck Xu Hao's hand.
Mr. Beijiu's eyes went wide instantly.
The others looked at Xu Hao with eyes full of shock as well.
Xu Hao's hand was completely unharmed!
As if his hand was made of bronze and iron.
Xu Hao chuckled lightly, reversed his grip to hold the long sword, and then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, he directly grabbed the long sword, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Crack, crack...
A sound of metal breaking echoed, and the long sword, like pottery, was crushed to pieces by Xu Hao.
