When Wen Xiao saw Fang Hao lying quietly under the wings of the fire phoenix, his face was pale, his body was tattered, and there were blood stains everywhere. The mysterious knife was placed beside him, and it had lost its dazzling luster when Fang Hao pinched it.
Wen Xiao's face instantly turned pale because he did not feel Fang Hao's breath.
Wen Xiao stretched out her hand and placed it tremblingly on Fang Hao's wrist.
The body is warm, but the blood flow is still and there is no breath of life.
At that moment, Wen Xiao felt her heart hurt so much that she could hardly breathe.
There was also great anger, and a murderous aura filled the sky from the square.
Wen Xiao held the black long sword in her hand, turned around and shouted to the three-headed dragon: "Xiaosan, come with me to kill someone!"
The three-headed dragon immediately rushed towards the center of the square.
Not far away, Xue Xian and others also had pale faces, and they were all full of sadness.
They all felt the deep sadness in Wen Xiao's anger.
What can put Wen Xiao on his back is definitely not just Fang Hao's injury...
People couldn't imagine that Fang Hao, who they had placed high hopes on and had great talent and talent rare in ancient and modern times, would be defeated like this, and defeated so completely.
The key point is that they haven't been defeated yet. All the rebels have been surrendered, and they have won.
But without Fang Hao, that would be the biggest failure.
But just when Wen Xiao was about to ride on the three-headed dragon to avenge Fang Hao, the fire phoenix screamed several times.
Wen Xiao turned around with red eyes and saw Huofeng pointing its wings at Fang Hao and then at herself.
"What do you mean?" Wen Xiao knew Huofeng was talking to him, but he couldn't hear him at all.
Immediately afterwards, Huofeng seemed to realize that Wen Xiao did not understand what he meant, and then looked at the three-headed dragon running over.
The fire phoenix instantly shouted at the three-headed dragon.
Soon Wen Xiao heard the words conveyed by the three-headed dragon to the fire phoenix in her mind.
"Fang Hao is not dead. If he dies, I will die too..."
Just these few words, Wen Xiao instantly changed from sadness and anger to surprise.
Wen Xiao quickly turned around and shouted to the person next to him: "The prince is not dead, he needs to rest!"
For a moment, everyone who was originally sad was stunned at this moment. After a while, some people even cried with joy because Fang Hao carried too many things for them.
For example, the Beast Control Sect, the Gongye Family, or the Jiuyang Sect!
Even the people from the Blood Evil Sect were happy and excited.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, Wen Xiao instantly jumped onto the middle dragon head of the three-headed dragon and flew directly into the sky. The black long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and there was an overwhelming murderous intent.
Soon, Xue Xian, Xiaoqi, Chang Jun, Gongye Changming and others, almost all in the realm of life and death, rushed towards the distance.
Wei Huang stayed behind, holding his long sword, and hung up in the square with many priest guards to protect him.
Although Fang Hao had his eyes closed at the moment, even though he was not breathing and even his blood was not flowing, Fang Hao's consciousness was extremely clear.
When he was hit by the sword of disillusionment, he felt very strange. He even knew that disillusionment had pierced his heart, but he didn't feel much pain, and he didn't feel like he was dying at all.
Of course, Fang Hao, an animal like him, doesn't know what it feels like when he's about to die.
However, his consciousness was unusually clear, and he was carried away by the fire phoenix. Zhao Moqing appeared riding a white tiger, and came to where he was lying in the square of the palace.
He knew everything, but even if he couldn't say a word, he couldn't communicate with Huo Feng.
All of his life energy was also restrained and could not be exposed at all, as if it was a protective state created by his body.
However, he could find that the wounds on his body were healing automatically. Without Jiang Xingzhou's terrifying energy, his body had returned to its normal ability of a pure body, and the healing power was astonishing.
What shocked Fang Hao the most was that a fiery red aura was desperately circulating around his heart.
Fang Hao is not unfamiliar at all, because this breath is the same as the breath of fire marrow he ate in the Phoenix Nest in Fengming Mountain, but this is a pure force body without any impurities.
He almost died after swallowing the fire marrow before, but the violent power of the fire marrow was neutralized by the blood of the fire phoenix. As a result, Fang Hao felt that the strength of his internal organs had actually increased.
It just hasn't always been obvious.
But today, Fang Hao understood that the strength of his internal organs was not simply strengthened a little, but that magical fire power, combined with his internal organs, would explode if something unexpected happened.
Now Fang Hao can clearly feel how powerful the hot power is and how terrifying the restored power is.
While Fang Hao was feeling the movement inside his body, a fierce battle broke out between Bai Hu and Jiang Xingzhou at a place far away from the Holy City.
Compared with the previous battle between Fang Hao and Jiang Xingzhou, it was much more powerful, with landslides and ground cracking everywhere and roaring.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and strong winds, as if the sky had turned dark. Soon, there was thunder, lightning, and violent storms.
The previous battle between Jiang Xingzhou and Bai Hu was so fierce that Zhao Moqing seemed to be a different person at this moment, holding a strange weapon like a harpoon. Every time he made a move, he seemed to be carrying a devastating energy that could destroy hundreds of miles.
People outside the martial arts world can feel it.
At this moment, Tantai Wenxiao flew from the sky riding a three-headed dragon, carrying a monstrous momentum.
And below, many masters, riding a horse, Juechen, ran at the front. A handsome and charming man, holding a black iron gun, came with a wave of black air, like a tsunami!
Jiang Xingzhou, who had been fighting with the white tiger and was injured, saw so many people coming towards him.
Without Bai Hu and this mysterious girl, he would naturally not be afraid of Jiang Xingzhou, but now, there are Zhao Moqing and Bai Hu, two mysterious figures who can prevent him from getting hurt.
Jiang Xingzhou's expression turned extremely sad at this moment, and he was already thinking of retreating.
When Zhao Moqing saw about a dozen masters rushing over, Zhao Moqing, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, suddenly burst into laughter: "Come here! Old guy, now it's time for us to challenge you alone!"
Suddenly, Zhao Moqing saw Jiang Xingzhou turning around and leaving. Zhao Moqing immediately rode a white tiger to hold Jiang Xingzhou tightly. The white tiger's claws and Zhao Moqing's 'harpoon', accompanied by the aura of destruction, kept attacking Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou wanted to run away, but had to turn around to block him, otherwise the attacks from Zhao Moqing and Bai Hu would be enough to seriously injure him.
As a result, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't escape at all and was tightly entangled by Zhao Moqing.
At the same time, an iron gun below surged in momentum and was thrown directly towards Jiang Xingzhou from below.
And Wen Xiao's long sword, the sword energy went straight towards Jiang Xingzhou's body.
At the same time, Xue Xian controlled the fourth-level alien beast and also joined the battle. Shen Yutang, Zhongtian Xiao, Lu Feng, Tuba, Ghost King, Wind King, etc., as well as Sui Weifeng who had not left the Martial Alliance,