Then, Fang Hao took Sima Ling'er and walked towards the prison of the Holy City. If there were any officers and soldiers who blocked them along the way, they would be killed by Fang Hao with one blow, leaving no trace of their armor intact.
Suddenly the entire Holy City was in a commotion, and the emperor in the palace, Chen Wude, was also alarmed.
Chen Wude was furious and immediately ordered martial arts masters to be sent to kill Fang Hao and Situ Ling'er.
At this moment, Fang Hao had already arrived at the door of the prison. Several officers and soldiers guarding the prison saw Fang Hao and immediately ran away in a hurry.
Although they didn't see Fang Hao take action, everyone in the prison knew about it by fighting all the way.
Fang Hao took Sima Ling'er directly into the prison and found Sima Ling'er's two eldest brothers, but found that her two eldest brothers had died in the prison, and their bodies showed signs of decay. Obviously
Not just dead.
Sima Ling'er immediately threw herself on the two corpses, crying heart-breakingly and heart-breakingly.
Fang Hao didn't feel sad at all, not because he was unkind, but because he was used to life and death, and also because he didn't know these people.
The only thing that made Fang Hao feel uncomfortable was Sima Ling'er's crying, which made Fang Hao feel heartbroken.
Fang Hao held the Xuan Dao and stood beside Sima Ling'er like an iron tower. Countless officers and soldiers poured in, but they did not dare to take a step forward.
Because in just over half an hour, so many officers and soldiers died in Fang Hao's hands that everyone who heard this number was frightened.
Fang Hao's eyes swept across the officers and soldiers indifferently, and he said with an indifferent expression: "I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but whoever dares to stop them will be destined to be killed by my sword!"
The officers and soldiers on the opposite side, even the leading general, did not dare to take a step forward. Their expressions were uncertain for a while, not knowing whether they should take action or not.
The general shouted angrily: "Crazy man, this is a holy city. A large number of martial arts masters will be coming soon. Why don't you just capture them without mercy!"
"If you have the ability, come and capture him!" Fang Hao pointed the tip of his mysterious knife at the general, his eyes extremely cold.
The general's eyes showed fear, and he took a small step back. However, he was afraid of being discovered, so he took another step back, holding a big sword, but he did not dare to step forward again.
Sima Ling'er cried for a long time, Fang Hao stood there for a long time, and the officers and soldiers at the door were nervous for a long time.
Sima Ling'er finally stopped crying, stood up, and looked at Fang Hao: "Brother Fang, help me take my brother and the others home."
Fang Hao didn't say anything. He flashed and disappeared in front of Sima Ling'er!
But the next moment, he appeared in front of the officer. A black sword of more than 300 kilograms was pressed on the officer's shoulders, and the officer was instantly pressed to his knees on the ground. His forehead was dripping with sweat, and he screamed in fear:
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
The rest of the officers and soldiers pointed their swords at Fang Hao but did not dare to take action.
Fang Hao said calmly: "I won't kill you, but you send people to carry those two corpses out."
"this……"
"Huh?" Fang Hao hummed, and the officer's face changed drastically, and he roared: "Listen to my order and carry out those two corpses! Hurry!"
However, Fang Hao had already led the officer back to Sima Ling'er. The distance was too far, and Fang Hao was worried that Sima Ling'er would be scared, and he was also worried that Sima Ling'er would be attacked.
Standing outside the prison door, several soldiers carried two corpses and stood there without daring to move. Their general was being held hostage by Fang Hao.
Outside, many imposing martial arts masters had appeared, and these people looked extremely aloof.
Fang Hao carried the Xuan Dao on his shoulder, held the general's neck with one hand, and glanced at the imposing martial arts masters with an indifferent expression.
"You want to stop me?" Fang Hao said calmly.
This time, Sima Ling'er was rarely nervous or afraid. She just stood next to Fang Hao, looking at the masters opposite him with a high-spirited face.
One of the old men, who was over fifty years old, said calmly: "I'm not stopping you, but killing you. No one can mess around in the Holy City without being punished, and no one dares to despise the majesty of His Majesty the Emperor."
"Not long ago, wasn't there a female knight who scared your emperor out of his wits?" Fang Hao laughed.
"Presumptuous!" A middle-aged man shouted, holding a long sword.
Fang Hao turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man. He raised his sword and pointed it at the middle-aged man: "Why don't you come up and kill me? If you don't dare, get out!"
"You! What an arrogant boy! Do you want to fight against a country on your own?" the old man just scolded.
"Can you represent a country? Can you represent the billions of people in this country?" Fang Hao sneered disdainfully.
Then he said to the officer he was holding: "Let's go, take the body with you. I want to see who has the ability to kill me!"
Striding forward, Sima Ling'er followed Fang Hao with bright eyes. Although he was sad, he was relieved because such a domineering man was standing next to him, fearless of everyone who surrounded him.
"Come on!" the old man shouted coldly.
In an instant, more than a dozen transformation masters rushed towards Fang Hao.
However, Fang Hao didn't even blink. He raised his hand and slashed out the person who came to him first with a knife.
boom!
The man was split in half in an instant, and this man, who was still a master in the late stage of transformation, could not withstand Fang Hao's sword at all.
The old man didn't make a move, but when he saw that Fang Hao could kill a transformation master with a single slash of his sword, his eyes instantly became awe-inspiring.
When he received the report just now, he thought it was just an exaggeration, but he didn't expect that this old man's combat effectiveness would be so strong.
More than a dozen martial arts masters could not get within a few feet of Fang Hao.
Once it appears, it may not necessarily be a blade, but more likely a terrifying energy attack.
Although he only showed the peak of the Transformation Realm, the old man would never regard Fang Hao as a master of the Peak Transformation Realm.
This transformational state put him under great pressure from the mysterious state.
The old man saw that his men were dead and wounded, and not a single one of them could withstand Fang Hao's blow.
The old man took a deep breath and took action instantly.
The terrifying power of the Xuan Realm was overwhelmingly pressing towards Fang Hao, but on Fang Hao's side, it had no impact at all. Including the people around Fang Hao, it seemed as if they had never felt it at all.
"Come and accept your fate!" the old man shouted coldly!
The long sword turned into a stream of light and went straight to Fang Hao's throat.
Fang Hao just smiled slightly, and with extremely fast speed, he made a horizontal stroke with the mysterious sword, and the long sword was reflected back instantly.
The old man grasped the hilt of the long sword, and his whole body burst forward, exuding an even more powerful aura than before.
But Fang Hao didn't move at all, and the boy slowly walked forward with his small team.
Suddenly, Fang Hao made a backhand strike, hitting the old man's sword like lightning.
Click!
With a soft sound, the old man's long sword broke suddenly and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
But Fang Hao slashed the old man's chest with a knife.
The old man tried his best to back away, but was shocked to find that he had no strength left, and fell to the ground with a crash, with a look of disbelief and horror in his eyes, because he discovered that the bloody body in front of him looked very much like his.
But before he could tell, he lost consciousness and closed his eyes tiredly.
This scene shocked everyone who besieged them, because the old man was a master of the mysterious realm, a powerful figure who was turned into a saint by ordinary people.
He was actually cut in half by that devil-like old man with a knife. (To be continued)