C279 Young Master Zhuo
C279 Young Master Zhuo
Wang Hao circulated the Nine Dragon Spell in his mind. The Yuan energy he had consumed last night was recovering quickly.
The higher they climbed, the more the mountains trembled. It was even more intense than when Wang Hao and Zhao Jun fought the day before yesterday.
Wang Hao was very sure that Zhao Jun had already solidified her bloodline!
Jia Houwei said in a deep voice, "Miss Rabbit, you better not die. Otherwise, who would I, Jia Houwei, find to take revenge on? "
When the two of them climbed halfway up the mountain, they suddenly saw more than 30 people rushing down the mountain. One of them looked at Wang Hao and Jia Houwei and shouted, "Young master Zhuo is angry. Are you courting death by going up there now? !”
"Young master Zhuo?"
Wang Hao and Jia Houwei had been living in Ice Snow Domain for a long time, so they didn't know much about the geniuses of other domains. They had never heard of the young master of Zhuo Family.
However, from the looks of fear on the faces of the others, it could be seen that this young master of Zhuo Family had an extraordinary background and was very powerful. He was able to force more than thirty geniuses out of the Hunting Hawk Platform.
Wang Hao glanced at Jia Houwei. He saw that Jia Houwei had a determined look on his face, and the speed at which he climbed the mountain had become even faster.
"Fatty?"
Jia Houwei chuckled. "Boss, I, Jia Houwei, will definitely get involved in this mess. If that girl is killed by someone else, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life."
Wang Hao nodded, and his speed increased by thirty percent. Jia Houwei already had a mental devil in his heart. If he could not solve this problem, his path of martial arts would definitely be affected. He did not want his brother to suffer like this.
Furthermore, although he had known Zhao Jun for a short time, he admired her heroic feelings. Although they were not familiar with each other, he was still willing to make friends with her.
When a friend was in trouble, how could he just sit back and watch?
"Boom!"
Just as the two of them were charging at the top of the mountain, the Eagle Hunting Platform suddenly trembled even more violently. Huge rocks rolled down along the mountain peak.
"Fatty, fly up!"
Following Wang Hao's shout, the two of them rose into the air at the same time!
Wang Hao and Jia Houwei crossed the mountain peak and finally saw the scene of the Eagle Hunting Platform. The ground of the Eagle Hunting Platform had become broken and broken. The Titan King's body was covered with ice crystals and frost Qi. It fell down unwillingly!
The Titan King's body slowly dissipated. Zhao Jun, whose Blood Soul was scattered, spat out a mouthful of blood. She fell to the ground and was caught by Rouling.
Geng Jian had already fainted. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead. Rouling's puppets were all destroyed and scattered all over the ground.
The main culprit behind all of this was a youth with a face full of murderous intent. He was around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and was dressed extravagantly. At this moment, he was staring at Rouling with contempt and did not even look at Zhao Jun.
"Stinking b * tch, how dare you break my engagement? Go to hell!"
After saying that, Zhuo Bufan casually swung his sword. The sword qi that was slashed out from the sword blade carried a bone-chilling frost. It turned into a white light and slashed towards Rouling.
Rouling wanted to resist, but the injuries on her body were a burden to her movements. She could only watch helplessly as the frost sword qi slashed towards Zhao Jun and herself.
Her eyes were filled with despair. She could only wait for death to descend. However, at this moment, a figure landed in front of him.
"Blade of Lichen!"
The Proud Heaven Wild Sword instantly tore the Frost Sword Qi into pieces, leaving only traces of cold air in the air.
Rouling widened her eyes. She really could not think of who would save her on this Falcon Platform.
The person in front of her turned around. Rouling then realized that the one who saved her was actually that fatty who was tortured miserably by her the day before yesterday!
Jia Houwei revealed a confident smile, "Little girl, before I take revenge, you are not allowed to die!"
Wang Hao landed beside Rouling and threw a Medicine Pill into her hands.
"This is a healing Medicine Pill. Feed it to Zhao Jun first."
Rouling hurriedly stuffed the Medicine Pill into Zhao Jun's mouth. Zhao Jun took a deep breath and slowly woke up.
Zhao Jun saw Wang Hao and nodded gratefully. Her voice was weak. "Be careful of Zhuo Bufan. He is very strong. I can't even force his Blood Soul out..."
Wang Hao's expression turned cold. He had personally experienced Zhao Jun's strength. Although he had defeated Zhao Jun, he had used the Dragon God Transformation as his trump card. However, Zhuo Bufan had defeated Zhao Jun, who had the bloodline of the Titan King, without even summoning the Bloodline Soul!
"Swoosh! Swoosh!"
The sound of the Long Sword unsheathing its sword was heard by Wang Hao and Jia Houwei. Behind Zhuo Bufan, three people walked out and pointed their swords at Wang Hao and Jia Houwei.
Obviously, Zhuo Bufan had companions, and they were not weak!
What surprised Wang Hao even more was that besides Zhuo Bufan and the other three men, there was also a man in white with white hair standing at the edge of the eagle hunting platform. Zheng was watching them fight with a cold expression.
This man's white hair was wrapped in a white cloth, and a white sword hung at his waist. There was not a single speck of dust on his body.
However, it was precisely this man who was dressed in such an extraordinary manner. Wang Hao could feel a terrifying blood Qi coming from his body! This sanguine aura was so strong that it even surpassed the Dragon Abyss Sword!
Wang Hao subconsciously compared this man to Zhuo Bufan in his heart. In the end, he would rather fight Zhuo Bufan than fight this mysterious man.
This man did not seem to be interested in joining them. He just watched coldly.
Zhuo Bufan's expression was very ugly. He stared at Jia Houwei, who had broken his sword Qi, and said angrily, "Kid, are you courting death?"
Jia Houwei was a person who didn't fear the heavens and earth. When he saw Zhuo Bufan's arrogant tone, he immediately retorted with sarcasm.
"Who do you think you are? "
Jia Houwei's counter attack stunned Zhuo Bufan for a moment, then he laughed in anger, "Good! Good! Good! Who do you think I, Zhuo Bufan, am?"
Jia Houwei said indifferently, "Zhuo Bufan? You don't look like a mortal. How come I didn't see it? Don't tell me you don't have a big ass? Aiyaya, then I have to take a good look. Be good, take off your pants for me!"
Wang Hao smiled bitterly. He had never seen anyone who could beat Jia Houwei with words. This fatty was born with poisonous teeth. Even if he couldn't beat him, he could still scold him to death.
As expected, when he heard Jia Houwei's words, Zhuo Bufan's face turned from white to red, then from red to purple.
"Kill this fatty for me!"
After giving the order, the three men behind Zhuo Bufan immediately attacked. The three Long Sword weapons turned into three silver lights and pointed at Jia Houwei's forehead, throat, and heart.
Jia Houwei's expression became gloomy. He tightly gripped the Proud Heaven Wild Sword with both hands and activated the Dust Separating Arts.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The two short sabers suddenly became blurry. This was the sign of the saber turning into dust and trembling at an extreme speed!
The opponent's strength was astonishing. This time, Wang Hao did not choose to watch the battle. With the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand, he slashed at the three of them without hesitation!
"Slash!"
Wang Hao blocked the two of them with his sword, and the third person threw himself at Jia Houwei.
Jia Houwei licked his dry lips. His opponent was at the Heavenly Martial Stage Level Two, and he was stronger than him. In a head-on battle, he would most likely be at a disadvantage.
If it was in the past, Jia Houwei would definitely not choose to fight with his enemy. But now, it was different. What he faced was not a pair of fists, but the Proud Heaven Wild Sword that Wang Hao had spent so much effort to create for him!
"Come!"
In the blink of an eye, Jia Houwei and the enemy chopped at each other twelve times. After that, the two of them separated.
Out of the twelve attacks, eleven of them were sword and saber clashing, and the last one was slashing at each other's bodies.
The only difference was that the enemy's sword had hit Jia Houwei's arm, but Jia Houwei's sword had missed its target.
However, Jia Houwei's face revealed a smile of success. He covered his injured right shoulder, and on the blade of the left blade, there was an extremely thin white thread that extended in the direction of the enemy.
The Dust Separation that made the Proud Heaven Wild Sword was the most minute Dust Separation that Jia Houwei could create. Naturally, it could also be used to launch his killing move - Soft Finger Twisting!
In other words, after Jia Houwei had the Proud Heaven Wild Sword, he did not need to waste any effort to condense the extremely fine Dust Separation technique needed to use his killing move!
The martial practitioners who fought with Jia Houwei were originally mocking Jia Houwei for overestimating himself, but when he saw a white hair that was ten times thinner than a strand of hair float in front of him, his face revealed a frightened expression.
The white hair was too thin, and it was faintly visible in the air. Sunlight shone and reflected seven colors of light, like a miniature rainbow.
He wanted to tear this thread apart, but he was surprised to find that when his finger touched the thread, the thread actually passed through his palm! He couldn't touch it!
"Could it be an illusion? "
Dust Separating Arts," Jia Houwei said in a low voice. It is soft around the fingers."
The silk thread condensed by Lichen suddenly tightened. Jia Houwei gently waved his blade. The silk thread condensed by Lichen turned into the fastest weapon in the world, cutting off the enemy's head!
Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He had been evaluating the strength of the two men. In his opinion, Wang Hao's strength was not bad. As for Jia Houwei, he could crush him with a finger.
However, it was this fatty who did not pay attention to him that quietly killed his subordinate!
What made him even more embarrassed was that even when his subordinate's corpse was lying on the ground, he did not see clearly what method Jia Houwei had used to kill without any warning!
Just as Zhuo Bufan was distracted for a moment, Wang Hao suddenly exploded!
While holding the two of them back, Wang Hao had been observing Zhuo Bufan's every move from the corner of his eyes. Although he had not fought Zhuo Bufan yet, he could infer the opponent's approximate strength from Zhao Jun's defeat.
The conflict between the two was unavoidable, and to fight Zhuo Bufan, they had to first cut off the wings of the other party!
Wang Hao deliberately hid his strength and fought with Zhuo Bufan's two subordinates equally. It was to confuse Zhuo Bufan and make him feel disdain to fight himself. Jia Houwei killing his other subordinate made Zhuo Bufan lose his mind for a moment. It was to create an opportunity for Wang Hao!
"Blood Soul!"
Wang Hao's aura suddenly erupted. A blood mist condensed on his body, like a burning red flame!
The murderous aura on the Dragon Abyss Sword surged. Wang Hao's speed suddenly increased by more than double. The two martial artists in front of him did not even have time to react before they felt a chill in their chests and they lost all their strength.
"Slash!"
The two people's bodies slowly collapsed onto the ground. Without any sound, Zhuo Bufan's three subordinates had all died!