At the same time, when Wang Junhui's opponent saw Wen Hao, especially when he felt the terrifying destructive power of the Five Elements Destruction Strike, his face turned pale and he immediately flew away.
However, the Five Elements Destroyed World Strike was controlled by Wen Hao's soul power. As soon as the middle level of the Sword Sect turned around, the Five Elements Destroyed World Strike suddenly changed with Wen Hao's control and followed his back.
The speed of the Five Elements World-Destroying Strike is too fast, just like lightning. Even if the opponent is a master of the Sword Sect, he will catch up with him in an instant.
Feeling the terrifying destructive power behind him, the middle-level master of the Sword Sect pale, waved his sword backwards and slashed backwards. At this time, a figure suddenly appeared beside him and flew towards him.
When he kicked in, the middle-level warrior of the Sword Sect suddenly flew out like a kicked football. Then the middle-level warrior of the Flying Sword Sect also shook his body and turned into a phantom and ran towards the distance.
"boom"
As soon as the two figures flew out, the Five Elements World-Destroying Strike blew up loudly. The terrifying energy storm that destroyed the world instantly caught up with the two and swallowed them all in.
"Thank you, brother Wen." Wang Junhui bowed to Wen Hao, with gratitude on his face. He was only the first-level Sword Sect. If Wen Hao hadn't taken action, he wouldn't have been able to deal with the middle-level Sword Sect, and even a few moves were needed
It may be slaughtered by the other party.
"Go and help the other people, leave these two people to me." Wen Hao shook his head with a serious expression and stared at the energy storm.
"Yes." Wang Junhui looked at the other members of the Wang family next to him. Fortunately, Wen Hao just helped to repel the two strongest mid-level sword sects, otherwise they would definitely suffer a great loss.
The energy storm gradually dissipated, and the two figures were quickly revealed. At this time, the two masters of the Blood-Devouring Sect were a little embarrassed. The high-level sword sect who took action to save people was better, although their faces were a little pale.
, but the image is barely acceptable.
But the middle-level sword sect was in tragedy, with pale face, blood on the corners of his mouth, his clothes were torn, and even covered in blood. Even his body standing in the air was a little swaying. Obviously, although the sword sect was high
The rank saved his life, but he was still injured under the terrifying energy storm.
When the two appeared, they both had a blue face, their eyes were blazing, and they stared at Wen Hao coldly like two wild beasts. Wen Hao was not showing weakness. While looking at each other, a cold smile even appeared on his face.
, and the two of them saw this sneer, which made them even more angry. They wanted to rush up and swallow Wen Hao alive immediately.
However, before they could take action, three powerful auras shot from a distance, which immediately changed the faces of the two sword sects. They resisted the urge to rush forward and tear Wen Hao, and looked at Zheng and Wang Junhui.
The other three people who fought roared angrily and said, "Let's go." As they said, the two glared at Wen Hao even more hatred, flew out, turned into two streams of light and shot into the distance.
Hearing the shouts of his companions, the other three also repelled Wang Junhui and the other four, and their bodies shook, turning into three streams of light and flew towards the distance.
As soon as the five people of the Blood-Devouring Sect left, three warriors wearing blue shirts and exuding a powerful aura appeared in the air. Among the three, the leader was a slightly thin body, wrinkled face, and small eyes.
, but his eyes were extremely divine.
Behind the old man were two middle-aged men in their fifties. They were tall and burly, cold and arrogant. From the aura they emitted, it can be seen that the old man was a high-level master of the Sword Sect.
And the two men were middle-level masters of the Sword Sect.
As soon as the three of them appeared, they looked at the five people who left the Blood-Devouring Sect with confusion, and then frowned and looked at Wang Junhui and the other four. When they saw Wen Hao, who was still covered in scales, their pupils shrank.
His face changed slightly, but when they judged from the energy emitted by Wen Hao, they were relieved.
A figure flashed, Wang Junhui and the other four came to Wen Hao, bowed to the three people and said, "I have seen three seniors." Sui introduced to Wen Hao again, "These three are Shuiyue Sect who are here to resist the devour.
Senior of the Blood Sect.”
The five elements beast changed, and the divine scale armor and dragon claws on Wen Hao disappeared in the blink of an eye, regaining his original image, stepped forward, bowed to the three of them, "Wen Hao has seen three seniors."
Seeing Wen Hao's strange scales and dragon claws merged into his body again, a look of surprise flashed across the faces of the three of Shuiyue Sect, but the three of them covered up very well, and outsiders were not enough to see them.
"We are used to the name of the leader Wen. When we see you today, we are indeed well-known." The old man waved his hand to Wen Hao and said with a smile.
"Those are just spreading rumors and are not enough to believe." Wen Hao smiled indifferently and said modestly.
"That's not the case." The old man shook his head and said, "At least, with the age and strength of the group leader, your current age and strength are far beyond those rumors, and the name of the alchemy master also exists. Just this, in this continent,
No one has been able to match for tens of thousands of years.”
"Haha..." Wen Hao smiled and didn't say anything.
At this time, the old man spoke to Wen Hao again: "Captain Wen, what do you think of my Shuiyue Sect?"
Wen Hao didn't understand what the other party meant, so he said with a funny feeling: "The power of the Shuiyue Sect is within a radius of thousands of miles, and its strength is naturally extremely powerful, which is where we look up to."
"The leader of the Wen team is excited to join my Shuiyue Sect." The old man looked at Wen Hao and smiled: "With your strength, as long as you join my Shuiyue Sect, you have to be an elder, which is better than your small mercenary group.
Go well.”
After his pupils shrank, Wen Hao thought to himself that it was not good. After hesitating for a while, he said: "You are used to being wild and cannot bear the constraints, so you let the senior fall in love with you wrongly."
"Don't worry, as long as you join my Shuiyue Sect, we will not have any restrictions on you. And as long as you join my Shuiyue Sect, with the strength of my Shuiyue Sect, the people of your Iron Blood Mercenary Group and other relatives and friends are also there.
It will benefit." The old man looked at Wen Hao with a fierce look. It seemed that Wen Hao would not agree, and he was still unwilling to give up.
Staring at the old man tightly and watching the changes on his face, Wen Hao was also slightly angry. The other party obviously used his power to suppress others, but when did he surrender to anyone, and immediately said, "Thank you, senior."
I love you, if I want to join a certain sect in the future, I will definitely consider the Shuiyue Sect first.”
After saying that, Wen Hao bowed to the three of them and said, "I just need to go down to heal my wounds, so I can't accompany the three seniors." After saying that, Wen Hao didn't care about the three of them, and his body was immediately
Flashed and flew towards the ground.
Looking at Wen Hao's actions, the pupils of the Shuiyue Sect shrank, and the expressions on their faces became a little cold. As masters of the Sword Sect, they were supported by the Shuiyue Sect behind them. When did anyone neglect them so much?
However, what they didn't expect was that at this moment, Wang Junhui and the other two bowed to them at the same time, and also followed Wen Haofei on the grounds that they needed to treat their injuries.
In such a disregard, the three sword sects of Shuiyue Sect looked as ugly as if their parents had died. One of the middle-aged men couldn't help but attack Wang Junhui and others, but they were given by the old man.
Stopped it.
"Three Elders!" The man who was stopped looked at the old man in confusion, but the old man shook his head and said, "Now they have to rely on them to resist the Blood-Devouring Sect. Taking action against them can only make the Blood-Devouring Sect cheaper.
”
"Three Elders, Wen Hao is too rude to even refuse your invitation. And with his achievements, it is inevitable to start a sect and establish a sect, and if he continues to let him grow, if he continues to let him grow,
It's a big problem for our Shuiyue Sect." The middle-aged man who spoke before said with a gloomy face.
The third elder is called Shui Shilong. In the Shuiyue Sect, he is a high-ranking master. You must know that the entire Shuiyue Sect has only three high-level masters of the Sword Sect. In the Shuiyue Sect, even the sect leader must respect him.
Three points.
The two men who followed him were Shui Jiangtao and Shui Jianghai. They were the sixth elders and seventh elders of the inner sect of Shui Yue Sect. No matter who they were, they were all powerful people in Shui Yue Sect.
, No one dared to reject them, but unexpectedly, Wen Hao refused today.
Therefore, they all seemed to have suffered great insults, and hated Wen Hao so much that they were itchy. Fortunately, the hatred did not overwhelm the rationality of Shui Shilong. He knew in his heart that the Shuiyue Sect was limited in strength and wanted to deal with the Blood-Sheng Sect.
Every bit of power must be applied reasonably.
"I naturally know this." Shui Shilong nodded calmly and said in a deep voice: "But now the Blood-Devouring Sect is the enemy. This time the Blood-Devouring Sect is coming in full force, but it is not easy at all, although Wen Hao will come in the future.
It may be a big problem for us, but at least now he can help us resist part of the power of the Blood-Devouring Sect."
"Okay, then let's keep him for a few more days." The Sixth Elder who had spoken before looked at the direction of Wen Hao and the others leaving, and said with hatred.
"Actually, we may not necessarily kill them." Shui Jianghai, the seventh elder, also looked at the direction of Wen Hao and the others leaving, pondered for a moment: "If we can find a way to get them into the sect, we can not only eliminate our great troubles.
, and at the same time, it can greatly improve the strength of the sect."
Upon hearing this, Shui Shilong pondered for a moment, thought about Wen Hao's resolute expression just now, shook his head and said, "It's hard to get him into the sect!"
"Third Elder, you are wrong." Shui Jiang Haiyin smiled and said, "Everyone has his weaknesses. As long as you find his weaknesses, there is nothing you can't conquer."
"Yeah!" Shui Shilong's eyes lit up and said, "Good idea, why didn't I expect it? Or Jiang Hai, you have many ideas. Let's report this to the sect leader now. If it succeeds, I will do it.
I'll ask you for me.”
"Then I'll thank the Third Elder." The Seventh Chief ** Hai laughed, and then three figures flashed through the air and disappeared soon.