The two Zhou family sword sects in front of him had arrived. Wen Hao's five elements of energy changed and immediately mobilized the earth-based energy to escape from the ground. Because from the previous fight, he had already discovered that neither the two masters of the Zhou family's sword sect were practicing.
The earth-based energy is so as long as they enter the ground, even if they are the Sword Sect, they can't imagine how they can do anything to themselves.
However, before Wen Hao had time to get into the ground, several powerful auras flashed behind him, and the speed was extremely fast. He instantly arrived behind Wen Hao. He paid full attention to the two Zhou Family Sword Sects in front of him, and did not even react.
And, a figure with a strong aura flashed past him, instantly blocking the two Zhou family sword sects who were killing him.
The sudden change made Wen Hao stunned. He was about to escape and immediately gave up his original plan and looked at the person who rescued him. A look of surprise flashed across his face. This was an old man in blue, with little eyes and white.
The eyebrows and melon-shaped face were covered with graceful mulberry trees, and the half-foot-long silver beard drifted in the wind. What surprised Wen Hao was that the old man was actually a sword sect.
Who is this person and why did he save himself? Looking at the old man, Wen Hao's head was full of doubts, but his question had not been answered yet. Three figures shot rapidly. This time Wen Hao was no longer surprised
But he was completely shocked, because the three people later were all masters of the Sword Sect.
However, the three people behind did not seem to be all the way, and two of them even came all the way.
As soon as the three people appeared behind, the two sword sects of the Zhou family and the old man in green who arrived first immediately stopped and retreated one after another.
Later, the three of them stopped instantly, and the two who had fought along the way also stopped. One of them quickly shot towards the two sword sects of the Zhou family and stopped beside them.
"Zhou Zhenyuan, Zhou Qingbao, it turns out that you are not dead, and you have broken through to the Sword Sect. Your Zhou family is so hidden!" A middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, burly figure, red eyes, and a ferocious face pointed at Zhou.
Two sword sects of the family roared in a slight roaring: "No wonder they suddenly had such a great ambition and wanted to dominate the Ming Dynasty. It's really good."
"Kim Seok-mu, can you scare people if you have a loud voice?" Zhou Zhenyuan sneered and said to the man in the golden robe: "Your Jin family has also become the royal family of the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years, and it is time to let go, not to mention that your Jin family has now been around.
Without the strength to sit on this throne, the so-called capable ones should be here, and now it is time for my Zhou family to come to sit on it."
"You..." Jin Xiwu was so angry that he trembled all over when he heard this, but he was irrefutable. Now the Jin family is the only one sword sect, while the Zhou family has two sword sects. They are all the first-level sword sects, two to one
, he naturally fell at a disadvantage.
"What's so angry about? This is all your Jin family gave us a chance." Zhou Qingbao looked at Jin Xiwu and sneered.
It turns out that the Zhou family did not want to rebel so early. After all, the Jin family has two sword sects, and both of them are advanced to the sword sect than them, and their strength is slightly better than them. Even if they have the help of the Yu family, except for Jin.
In addition to home, there is also a Wang family and a Hai family, which makes them unsure of winning.
But who knew that Jin Zunming would actually mess with Wen Hao, the master of alchemy. What they didn't expect was that Wen Hao was so strong that he not only killed several peak-level powerful men from the Jin family, but also reached the sword.
Jin Yilong of the sect was seriously injured by him, but what really made them unable to help but take action immediately was that the Hai family actually killed Jin Yilong while he was seriously injured.
In this way, after losing several powerful sword emperors in succession, the Jin family lost another sword sect, and their strength dropped by half in an instant, and they would no longer have deterrent power to the Zhou family. Such a good opportunity, if not
If you make good use of it, you will become a fool.
What made the Zhou family even more excited was that when the loss was already heavy, the Jin family actually fought with the Hai family. This was simply a helping Zhou family. After a lot of planning, the sudden change occurred today.
According to the Zhou family's plan, as long as we take this opportunity to kill all the other leaders of each family today, it will not only weaken the strength of each family, but also make each family leaderless. At that time, they will attack with one strike and easily defeat the entire Minghuang.
But there was a little accident among them, that is, Wen Hao's appearance. He not only stopped two masters of the Zhou family's sword sect, but also let the Wang family go away. It was also because there were no two sword sects to take action, and some people from other families were also
Let it go, making at least half of their plans not complete.
"Brother Jin, don't tremble with them, it's important to save people." Next to Kim Seok-moon, the Sword Sect who had just fought with someone, reminded anxiously.
Kim Seok-wu's face changed, and then he realized that the main thing he came here was to save people. He immediately said coldly to the Zhou family, "Let's calculate today's affairs again." After that, he spoke with the man.
The sword sect body that reminded him flashed and flew towards the people who were still fighting fiercely in the distance.
After looking at the left, Jin Xiwu and the others looked at the old man in Qingyi who was still standing there motionless. A hint of unwillingness flashed across Zhou Zhenyuan's face, but in the end he said to Zhou Qingbao and another sword sect: "These old people."
Here comes, today's matter is over, let everyone retreat now."
"Why join forces to kill this old guy Wang Junhui?" Zhou Qingbao said softly at the old man in green in front of him.
"This proposal is good." The Jian Sect who arrived last thought about it and shook his head and said in a deep voice: "But Kim Seok-woo and the others will not let us kill him."
"Okay, then let him go today." Zhou Qingbao said helplessly. He also understood in his heart how unrealistic his words were. Although Jin, Hai and Wang families all had grudges, they were not fools. If they were now
Wang Junhui is dead, so they only have two sword sects in one way, and two to three will naturally fall aside, so they can't let themselves and others kill Wang Junhui in front of them.
The figure flashed, and the three of them didn't even say anything about Wang Junhui, the Qingyi Sword Sect, turned into three streams of light and rushed towards the direction where Jin Wuxi and the others had just left.
Looking at the three people leaving, Wang Junhui sneered, then turned around and slowly came to Wen Hao, and smiled and said, "You are Master Wen Hao, are you?"
"I am Wen Hao." Wen Hao found that Wang Junhui had no malice and immediately bowed: "Thank you for your life-saving grace."
After waved his hand, Wang Junhui said, "I should be thanked for. If you hadn't sacrificed your life to save me, my little boys would have been disheartened now."
As he said that, seeing Wen Hao's suspicious look, Wang Junhui said again: "You probably don't know who I am. I am from the Wang family. They all call me the ancestor!"
"So that's it!" Originally, Weng Hao was a little suspicious. After all, the Jin and Zhou families had two masters of the Sword Sect. The Wang family could be as famous as them. It was really unreasonable without the master of the Sword Sect. Moreover, this person was named Wang, so he didn't expect that he would be as good as the one.
Same doubt.
"Let's go. I'm afraid they will encounter obstacles from Zhou Yu and his family again." Wang Junhui looked at Wen Hao and smiled and said, "Now the war is over, you can put away the scales and claws on your body,
I'm afraid to scare others in a while."
"No problem." The five elements beast changed, and the divine scale armor retreated into Wen Hao's body one by one. Even the hands that had become claws turned into human form again. As for the injured claws, they did not let it go
Wen Hao had a few fingers, but it also turned into a bone forest, dripping with blood.
Seeing Wen Hao regaining his appearance, Wang Junhui's eyes flashed and it took him a long time to speak: "This ** is so wonderful. The defense of the scales on your body is probably more than that of any armor made by any master on the mainland.
Now.”
"The attacks below the Sword Emperor can still withstand it." Wen Hao smiled and said nothing more. Although Wang Junhui was interested in Wen Hao's divine scale armor, he also knew the taboos of warriors and did not ask more questions.
Then the two stopped talking nonsense, their bodies flashed, turned into two phantoms and flew quickly into the distance. In order to take care of Wen Hao, the wounded, Wang Junhui deliberately slowed down.
The two of them flew for more than 30 miles before they saw Wang Zhigang and others in a mess. At this time, they were like taking a bath in blood, covered in blood, and even some of the corners of their clothes were still going down.
Not only that, they all turned pale and had at least three injuries on their bodies.
Seeing two figures flying towards them, Wang Zhigang and others all changed their faces. Although the lucky sword emperors were all seriously injured, they still flashed their bodies and blocked Wang Zhigang's face.
, be on guard.
"I'm back, don't panic so much." Wang Junhui said calmly to everyone as soon as he landed.
Seeing the person coming clearly, the Wang family finally breathed a sigh of relief. They all put away their weapons and bowed to Wang Junhui and said, "Old Ancestor."
"No need to be polite, I'll bring it back to you safely." Wang Junhui waved his hand to everyone, moved slightly to the side, and gave up Wen Hao behind him.
"Thank you, my ancestor." Wang Zhigang bowed to Wang Junhui, hurried to Wen Hao, looked at his white face, and said with concern: "Brother Wen, how are you?"
"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your concern. Nothing is big. You can recover after a few days of rest." Wen Hao smiled.
"That's good. If something happens to you, I will be uneasy in my life." Wang Zhigang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wen Hao did not look like he had a big problem.
When they left, they saw the two sword emperors of the Zhou family surrounding him. Unexpectedly, with his own strength, he could still be safe and ill with two sword sects who had lived for hundreds of years.
Wang Zhigang was surprised.
"If Brother Wen didn't help us today, we might have to die here." Wang Danian also walked up and bowed to Wen Hao with gratitude.
"Brother, thank you brother Wen here, too." Wang Lingyun also walked over and bowed to Wen Hao.
Afterwards, everyone in the Wang family bowed to Wen Hao with gratitude.
"You don't have to be polite, we are all friends, and you helped me a lot in the past." Wen Hao quickly said modestly to everyone.
"I will never forget my Wang family's love today. In the future, as long as Master Wen can do my Wang family, just speak." Wang Junhui also walked out and said to Wen Hao, then turned his eyes and said to everyone: "
Now everyone is covered in injuries, so let’s go back first.”