C56 New and Old Hatred
C56 New and Old Hatred
The black shadow was shocked. He did not expect Wang Hao to suddenly attack back.
"Damn it, could it be that Black Fog Old Monster did not stop him?"
If the black shadow did not stop now, he was destined to die together with Zhao Muer. This was not what he wanted! He hurriedly returned his blade and tried to block Wang Hao's fatal blow.
When the Dragon Abyss Sword and the sharp blade collided, the black shadow realized how foolish his actions were. The Profound Rank Grade One blade in his hand was actually cut in half the moment it collided with the Dragon Abyss Sword!
"This is impossible!" The black shadow cried out in his heart. How could a Profound Rank Grade One Profound Artifact be cut in half in just a single exchange!
This result was something that even Wang Hao did not expect. With all his strength, his attack had actually stimulated the Dragon Abyss Sword's innate 'sharp weapon' attribute by three percent.
An innate sharp weapon had a 3% chance of breaking through the defense of a Profound Artifact below the Profound Rank Grade Three!
After cutting off the opponent's Profound Artifact, Wang Hao did not hesitate to continue thrusting forward. He had sworn in Ice Snow Forest that anyone who dared to harm Zhao Muer would die!
Under the frightened gaze of the black shadow, the Dragon Abyss Sword pierced through his chest. Wang Hao pulled out his sword and the black shadow immediately fell to the ground.
With the help of the light in the room, Wang Hao found out that the black shadow was Chung Fei, who he had fought with today!
"It's actually you!"
Chung Fei spat out a mouthful of blood. There was only air in his nostrils that he did not breathe. He knew that there was no way he could escape, so he used all the remaining strength in his body to laugh.
"That person is coming. Qian Duoduo will die for sure. You two brats, just wait to be buried with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chung Fei stopped breathing. Wang Hao frowned. Chung Fei's words revealed that there was someone behind him!
"Take Boss Qian out of the city!" Wang Hao pulled Zhao Muer, who was still in shock, up. His intuition told him that he should not stay here for long.
Zhao Muer nodded in a hurry and kicked open the door of Qian Duoduo's bedroom.
Qian Duoduo held a box and trembled. He had been scared out of his wits by the powerful attack of the assassin tonight.
"Boss Qian, the assassin still has a backup plan. We have to leave this place!"
Hearing Zhao Muer's urgent words, Qian Duoduo's face revealed a conflicted expression. "But... but, I have discussed with the buyer. We will meet here tomorrow..."
"Is money important or is life more important!" Wang Hao mercilessly interrupted Qian Duoduo's words. For some reason, Wang Hao felt a great sense of crisis in his heart.
Qian Duoduo shivered. He did not insist and immediately changed his words. "I will go! I will go!"
Zhao Muer pulled Qian Duoduo with one hand and dragged his fat body towards the door. Wang Hao followed closely behind.
The three of them rushed out of the gate and immediately saw the assassin who had just left the courtyard and the Mighty Martial Hall's members. When the Mighty Martial Hall's warriors saw the three of them, their faces immediately changed.
"Chung Fei didn't succeed. Let's take them down together!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two opposing parties immediately joined forces. Qian Duoduo was so scared that he almost wet his pants. No matter how stupid his brain was, he could guess that the people of Mighty Martial Hall were also here for the treasures in his hands!
"Muer, take Boss Qian and leave first. I will deal with them!"
Zhao Muer was a little hesitant. After all, Wang Hao had at least 50 opponents. However, when she thought about how she could only cause trouble for Wang Hao while protecting Qian Duoduo, she could only grit her teeth and listen to Wang Hao's words.
"Wang Hao, you have to be careful!"
Looking at Zhao Muer and Qian Duoduo leaving, Wang Hao took a deep breath of the cold night air. The night wind was a little cold, but his blood was hot.
One against fifty, Wang Hao had to buy enough time to let Zhao Muer bring Qian Duoduo out of the city.
The group of martial artists faced Wang Hao with killing intent. The box in Qian Duoduo's arms was worth 100,000 spirit stones. This was a resource that many martial artists could not earn in their lifetime.
"Kill him!"
Someone shouted. Immediately, more than a dozen people charged towards Wang Hao. They were all assassins hired by Mighty Martial Hall from the black market. They lived a life of licking blood from the edge of their blades. Killing a young man was just a piece of cake to them.
The warriors of the Mighty Martial Hall looked at each other. They had witnessed Wang Hao's strength before, so they didn't dare to approach him. They glanced at the assassins around them and laughed in their hearts.
"Let's fight, let's fight. When both of you are wounded, it will be time for us to reap the benefits!"
"Kid, face your death!" A burly warrior held a huge blade in his hands and slashed down from the sky. Behind him, there were more than ten people following closely, ready to attack at any time.
"A bunch of rats and snakes." Wang Hao didn't put the enemies in front of him in his eyes at all. This group of warriors looked aggressive and aggressive. In fact, the Mighty Martial Hall was no match for any disciple of the Outer Sect in the sect.
"Floating Light! Shadow Shift!"
Two sword energies swept out, instantly killing the first batch of warriors who rushed forward. Wang Hao didn't hold back at all. None of these warriors could stand up.
One fifth of their men had fallen in a single strike. This made the killers in the black market incomparably shocked. One of them looked at the Mighty Martial Hall warriors angrily, "How dare you use us as your weapons?"
Only his own men had rushed forward. None of the men from the Mighty Martial Hall had moved even half a step. The other assassins also reacted at this moment, glaring at the men from the Mighty Martial Hall.
"Now is not the time for internal strife. If we don't get rid of this kid, none of us will be able to get the 100,000 Yuan Stones!"
These words had provoked everyone. All of them remembered their objective. They wanted to work together once again for the sake of mutual benefits.
The remaining 30 plus people surrounded Wang Hao.
"Let's attack together. I don't believe that this kid can defy the heavens!"
Being surrounded by so many people, Wang Hao felt a trace of pressure. Once the enemy attacked together, even if he could kill in all directions, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured.
"It's a pity that I don't have a skill that can fight a hundred people at once!" Thinking of this, Wang Hao suddenly realized something. "My cultivation realm has already reached the ninth level of the Essence Martial Stage. Doesn't that mean that I can learn the Myriad Sword Returning, the Level Three?"
A smile appeared on Wang Hao's face. With every higher level of the Myriad Sword Returning, he could control ten times more sword Qi than the previous level!
Wang Hao immediately fell into deep thought. He quickly recalled the Myriad Sword Returning's skill formula in his mind. Suddenly, an excited system notification sounded in his mind.
"System Notification, you have learned the Hundred Swords of Eastern Emergence, and your proficiency is at the beginner level."
"Hundred Swords of Eastern Emergence, a combat skill at the Profound Rank Grade One level. This is the Myriad Sword Returning Level Three skill. With a wave of his hand, the sword wind howled, and the sword rain poured down from the east! Hundred Swords of Eastern Emergence, a combat skill at the Profound Rank Grade One level. This is the Myriad Sword Returning Level Three skill. With a wave of his hand, the sword wind howled, and the sword rain poured down from the east!"
Wang Hao opened his eyes. He had already learned the Hundred Swords of Eastern Emergence. This meant that he could easily deal with these motley crew around him, even if there were twice as many of them!
"Go, kill him! Qian Duoduo is gone!"
This time, the black market killer and the Mighty Martial Hall warriors rushed over at the same time. Wang Hao let out a breath of foul air. He held the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand and the sword intent in his body soared. He opened his mouth and only said two words.
"Sword, come!"
"Swish! Swish!
As the two words left his mouth, sword Qi began to gather in the air around Wang Hao. Looking around, every beam of sword Qi was like a real sword, and the edge of the blade was emitting a cold light.
"What is this?!"
The sword forest that suddenly condensed in the sky shocked the warriors who were attacking Wang Hao. They could feel the coldness coming from the sword forest, and they had goosebumps all over their bodies. They couldn't help but shiver, and their steps slowed down by a third.
"Sword, go!"
With a thought from Wang Hao, the Sword Forest descended from the sky and shot towards the warriors who were rushing over. There were hundreds of sword Qi, and it was so dense that it looked like a sudden rainstorm.
The martial artists hurriedly waved the Profound Artifact in their hands to block, but they were shocked to find that the sword energy changed direction out of thin air, intersecting with each other as it fell. There was no way to avoid it!
"Ah!" "Ahhhhh!"
The sword energy pierced through the martial artists' abdomen, chest, and even their heads. In the blink of an eye, a large number of them collapsed.
Miserable screams could be heard without end. After three breaths, the rainstorm suddenly stopped. Other than Wang Hao, there were no other living creatures in this place.
Wang Hao put away the Dragon Abyss Sword. He felt a wave of dizziness. He was at the ninth level of the Profound Martial Stage. If he forcefully used a fifth level Profound Rank martial skill, even if he had mastered the Essence Gathering Spell... After compressing his Yuan energy five times, Wang Hao still felt that the Yuan energy in his body was running out of strength.
"The higher the grade of a martial skill, the more Yuan energy I consume. The Yazi Bloodline has given me an unparalleled talent in the Sword Dao, but I'm afraid that the lack of Yuan energy will become a bottleneck for me to become stronger. I have to find a way to solve this problem!"
After swallowing a Recovery Medicine Pill, Wang Hao immediately chased after Zhao Muer.
After chasing for a while, Wang Hao suddenly found a staggering person rushing towards him. Wang Hao fixed his eyes and saw that it was Qian Duoduo!
"Oh no!" Wang Hao's heart tightened. He rushed to Qian Duoduo and asked loudly, "Why did you come back by yourself?"
Qian Duoduo was out of breath and said with a stutter, "Someone... stopped us, Zhao... Miss Zhao asked me to run first..."
Before Qian Duoduo could finish his words, Wang Hao had already rushed towards the direction where he had escaped from.
"Muer let Qian Duoduo run away by himself. I'm afraid that he has run into an enemy that he can't defeat!"
Wang Hao was running at his fastest speed. Very soon, he heard the sound of the Feather Arrow breaking through the air.
Zhao Muer was entangled with a middle-aged man and was about to lose. Just as she was in despair, she suddenly felt a familiar aura behind her and suddenly exploded.
"Die!" When the middle-aged man saw that Zhao Muer had a helper, he immediately killed her. He wanted to take Zhao Muer's life before Wang Hao rushed over.
"Seven Ice Arrows!"
Zhao Muer gritted her teeth and pulled the bowstring. She wanted to buy time until Wang Hao arrived!
Seven ice arrows that emitted cold air left the bowstring. The middle-aged man laughed coldly and struck out with his palm.
"Break for me!"
The ice arrows shattered and the middle aged man's incomparably powerful palm struck towards Zhao Muer's chest.
Zhao Muer closed her eyes in despair and a trace of tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes. She muttered, "Wang Hao, see you in your next life."
"Hundred Swords East Coming!"
Wang Hao saw that Zhao Muer was about to lose her jade. He did not care about the elemental energy that had not recovered and forcefully used Hundred Swords East Coming again.
The sword Qi whistled past, and the middle-aged man's expression instantly changed, "Profound Rank Martial Skill!"
The middle-aged man couldn't care less about Zhao Muer. If he insisted on killing Zhao Muer, he was afraid that his fate wouldn't be any better.
The middle-aged man's figure retreated explosively. At the same time, he gathered his Yuan energy and struck out a palm in front of him!
"Heaven Splitting Palm!"
The middle-aged man's palm turned into a streak of flowing light. The flowing light collided with the sword qi and exploded continuously, sending the ground flying. For a moment, dust flew into the air.
Wang Hao rushed in front of Zhao Muer and pulled her into his embrace. Zhao Muer muttered, "Wang Hao, be careful. He is very strong..."
"I know!" Wang Hao stared in the direction of the middle-aged man. The martial skill that the man had just used kept replaying in his mind.
"Heaven Splitting Palm! Wang family does not impart martial skills! Who exactly are you?!"
The other party's angry voice came from within the dust fog, "Wang Hao! You came back just in time. I want to take revenge for my son!"
"Take revenge for my son!" Wang Hao widened his eyes. He immediately guessed the identity of the middle-aged man. He was the Ninth Elder of Wang family, Wang Lun's father - Wang Xiaotian!