"Little bastard, I didn't expect you to speak nicely, but you were just a soft cock." She Potian looked at Wen Hao with a sarcastic look on his face.
His face darkened, and a deep murderous intent flashed in Wen Hao's eyes, and he sneered: "Who is the softie will know in a while."
As he said that, Wen Hao turned around and bowed to Yin Yi, "Old Yin, I won't bother you to take action on this matter. We are enough. Please put your team in the side."
"Are you sure you don't need my help?" Yin Yi glanced at everyone behind Wen Hao, frowned, and a smile of worry flashed across his face. Although there were many people behind Wen Hao, they were all Yijian Sect, facing the three sects.
Those sword masters have no chance of winning at all.
No one present knew that behind Wen Hao there were more than a dozen sword masters, not inferior to the number of sword masters in the three sects. However, these ** parts were forced to suppress their strength by him with pills.
The level of the Sword Sect makes others unable to see it, and they just wait until it suddenly rises up and catch one of the three sects off guard.
"With you being by your side to press the formation for us, there will be no problem." Wen Hao nodded and said in a affirmative tone.
"Okay." Yin Yi nodded, flashed his body and shot toward him.
"No one is involved and leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us if you are injured by accident." Looking at Yin Yi leaving, a sneer flashed across Long Ming's gloomy face, and he shouted coldly at the people behind Wen Hao.
"Long Ming, what are you calling in a ghost?" Chang Le suddenly stood up and looked at Long Ming and said, "I used to be afraid of you because you had a Palace of Paradise behind you, but now I also have Grand Master Wen as my backer behind me. I will no longer
I'm afraid of you, so we'll fight alone if we have a genital."
"Chang Le?" Long Ming's face suddenly became gloomy as water when he heard this. He looked at Chang Le and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to surrender to him. It seems that he is not bad to you, and he actually helped you break through the sword.
"As a mid-level rank," Long Ming said, a sneering sneer flashed across his face and said, "It's a pity that you chose the wrong master this time. Not only will your master die, but you can't even escape."
"It's unknown who died." Before Chang Le could reply, Lu Bao also stood up and sneered: "Come on, let's see the benefits and interests of the next three sects today."
"Lu Bao, have you defected to that little bastard?" Long Ming's pupils shrank, and he looked at the people behind Wen Hao, his eyes full of horror and said in disbelief: "Did they all defect to that little bastard?"
Although everyone noticed those people just now, they were not far from Wen Hao and were not close, and they were all standing behind Wen Hao. Everyone did not find out in advance how much strength Wen Hao had, and they always thought that these people were just watching the fun.
Yes, but after Lu Bao and the others stood up, everyone felt something was wrong.
"Yes, everyone here is loyal to Grandmaster Wen." Wang Zhigang also flew out from behind Wen Hao. Until he knew that the three sects were attacking, he recruited the entire Wang family two days in advance to help Wen Hao.
Even he himself gave up the state affairs of the Ming Dynasty and arrived in Zhigao City ahead of schedule.
Looking at the dozens of sword sects standing behind Wen Hao, not only the eyelids of the three sects twitched, but also the eyelids of the Blood Heaven Emperor, the leader of the Blood Alliance, were also twitching. Wen Hao has only been in the industry for a few years, and everyone has been paying attention.
He was in touch with him, but no one noticed that his subordinates had developed such powerful strength silently.
Fortunately, the Blood Zhantian and the others insisted on killing Wen Hao. In order not to let the three sects raise objections, he agreed to cheer for them. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know that Wen Hao had gathered so much strength.
"It's so terrible. You can't let him live again no matter what." A sharp murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Emperor Blood Heaven. Wen Hao had already had a prejudice against their Blood Alliance. This kind of enemy was too terrifying. If he was left alive, he would be alive again.
After a few years, when the sword sects behind him became sword masters, whoever will be his opponent in the future is probably the Blood Alliance will be the first force he wants to destroy.
Wen Hao looked at the people from the three sects in front of him, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes and said, "There are no need for all of these rats to take action. Except for the five people of Xutian, the five people of Wang Shizhong, and the four people of Lu Bao, the others are all thousands of feet away.
Outside.”
"Yes." Everyone accepted the order in unison and stepped back neatly.
"Come on, just use any moves. If you have them, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Wen Hao looked at the three men of Blood Zhantian and sneered. Then the five elements beasts changed and the divine scales and armor penetrated their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, I was ready for battle.
And everyone behind him, as his voice sounded, everyone turned their energy, took out their weapons with a whistle sound in their hands, and their murderous intent flashed in their eyes.
After being agitated by Wen Hao, the three sects who were already angry were immediately furious and shouted loudly: "Kill me, no one will be left."
"Kill..." As the sound fell, more than ten sword masters from the three sects let out a shocking roar at the same time, and the sharp sword flashed coldly, and flew towards Wen Hao.
"Don't hold back." A sharp murderous intent flashed in Wen Hao's eyes, he shouted angrily, his body shook, and the dragon's claws bent slightly, and rushed towards the people from the three sects who were rushing towards him.
"Kill..." Behind Wen Hao, Wang Shizhong and others shouted loudly, and rushed forward with sharp swords, but they were not like the people of the Three Sects who rushed around like wild horses that broke away from the grassland.
The four people of Pinbao, Wang Shizhong and Xu Tian, were all in groups, walking in a row, and their movements were neatly arranged, just like one person.
Their actions immediately aroused speculation from everyone around them, and some even mocked them for being a show, completely seeking death.
The ten people in the king's world seemed to be unable to hear everyone's comments, ignoring others' ridicule, and continued to keep their consistent movements and rush forward.
Wen Hao, who was rushing in front, met the people of the three sects in a blink of an eye. The first one to fight with Wen Hao was a high-level sword master from the Blood-Devouring Sect. He saw Wen Hao in front of him and a flash of a flash of his face.
A blood-devouring smile flashed with a red light from the sword in his hand, and he slashed towards him with the power of thunder.
However, what he didn't expect was that Wen Hao clearly saw his sword attacking, but he didn't slash or flash. Instead, he grabbed the sword that was slashing with one claw.
The high-level sword master of the Blood-Devouring Sect only felt a strong wind flashing beside his sword, and then the sharp sword in his hand could no longer be slashed down. It was not until this time that he saw that Wen Hao's hands transformed into
The beast claws were actually holding his sword steadily.
If it were in the past, Wen Hao would never dare to take a high-level sword from the Sword Master so casually. However, when the body was strengthened by the strength pill, the dragon claw was also strengthened again. Now even if it is a third-grade heavenly weapon, it wants to hurt it.
This claw is not easy either.
In addition, he reached out to grab the attack from above, not from below, so the attack would be very small, and he only needed to be fast enough, so he dared to do so.
Do.
"Broken." Wen Hao shouted loudly, and his hand shook hard. He heard a click, and the sharp sword he grabbed in his hand was suddenly broken into two pieces.
"I'll give it back to you." Wen Hao turned his wrist and threw half of the sharp sword in his hand at the high-level sword sect by throwing a hidden weapon.
The high-level sword master looked at the half-sharp sword in his eyes, and his face was full of horror. He was a high-level sword master. Even if he was a sword master, he would not dare to take the sword master like this. But the young man in front of him,
It actually took it down in one go, and it was not injured at all, which was too terrifying.
The high-level sword master was really scared by Wen Hao's hand, so he didn't dare to fight him. He waved the half-sharp sword in his hand and slashed the half-sharp sword thrown by Wen Hao, and quickly retreated.
"Do you want to run away?" Looking at the high-level sword master's actions, Wen Hao sneered and was about to chase after him. At this moment, a sharp sword suddenly appeared behind him and looked at him.
The back stabbed.
"Clang." A sound of golden spears intersecting suddenly sounded on Wen Hao's back. Then the middle-level sword master of Jile Palace who stabbed him with a sword was stunned. He could not stab Wen with all his strength with his sword.
Hao's body almost broke the sharp sword in his hand, which was simply incredible.
"Dare to stab me, go to death for me." Wen Hao quickly turned around and grabbed the sword that stabbed him. The other dragon claw was aimed at the middle level of the Jile Palace Sword Master with lightning speed and speed, which was not as fast as possible.
He grabbed his chest.
The middle level of the sword master in the Jile Palace quickly reacted, and immediately shook his body backwards. Then, he felt a sharp light flashing in front of his eyes. The next moment, a severe pain spread in front of his chest.
Come on, the piercing pain made him scream fiercely.
"ah……"
The middle level of the Sword Master of the Jile Palace retreated several meters. Seeing that Wen Hao did not pursue him anymore, he did not dare to stay at all and kept retreating hundreds of times. Then he stopped and looked down at his chest, a hole the size of a palm
Just like a spring water, blood flowed outward, through the hole, even the internal organs inside could be clearly seen. Obviously, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now and retreated in time, this claw could have passed through his chest.
, and then he will die.
Thinking of this, the middle-level sword master in the Jile Palace was sweating coldly on his forehead. If it weren't for luck, he would have turned into a corpse. Only then did he understand why their sect leader would have fought against a twenty-year-old young man so much, just because
This young man is too terrifying.
Just two moves, Wen Hao defeated a high-level sword master and seriously injured a middle-level sword master. This changed the faces of the three sects and even the Blood Alliance. At the same time, the three sects who took action also became
Be even more careful.
Wen Hao's power suddenly suppressed the momentum of the three sects. When everyone's attention was attracted by Wen Hao, Wang Shizhong and others finally arrived after Lu Bao and the other party had already handed over it.
"The Five Elements Sword Formation starts." With the leader Wang Shizhong shouting loudly, they saw them throwing the sharp swords in their hands upwards at the same time, and the five sharp swords stopped steadily in front of their chests.
At this moment, the aura of the five people in Wang Shizhong also changed drastically. It turned out that there were five auras, and they suddenly turned into one aura. If you hadn't seen them with your own eyes, you would have thought that they were just