"Ignorance!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and faced him with a backhand knife.
Click!
After the blood-red sword light blocked the opponent's attack, it cut the big knife in his hand into two pieces, and what fell to the ground was one of the opponent's arms.
"Hmm..." The man groaned and took seven or eight steps back. His breath was disordered and his face turned pale.
"Listen, I'm only asking once!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice: "Where are those Daxia people who were captured by you the morning before yesterday?"
"Hmph, you should first think about how you are going to get out of here alive!" The man stopped the blood from the wound and said angrily: "You guys from Daxia..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, the blood-red sword light had already slashed in front of him, and then he saw a head rising into the sky, blood spurting out like a pillar.
"I said, I will only ask once!" Ling Hao glanced at the other party's headless body and walked deeper into the manor again.
"You dare to kill me, the deputy sect leader of the residual blood sect, you are really a coward. I will make your life worse than death!" After walking for a while, an extremely angry voice resounded over the manor.
At the same time, an overwhelming momentum swept from the depths of the manor, instantly covering the void.
Immediately afterwards, about twenty figures quickly flashed over, led by an old white man who looked to be in his sixties.
Ling Hao could sense the aura of the Ninth Grade Supreme from the other party, and he was most likely the master of the Residual Blood Sect.
Among the people behind him, there was another eighth-level old man, and the others were all at the mid-supreme level.
"Are you the leader of the Residual Blood Sect?" Ling Hao looked at the old man and said calmly: "Where are those people from my country in Daxia?"
"Bastard!" The other eighth-level old man yelled angrily.
"You don't know how to live or die. You dare to come to my residual blood sect and act wild. You really don't know how to write the word "death"!"
"Are you also the deputy sect leader of the Residual Blood Sect?" Ling Hao turned to the other party: "If your guess is correct, you should have captured those people, right?"
Among the people who came from the Yin Yang Temple and the Fengyun Holy Sect, the two guardian elders of the Fengyun Holy Sect with the highest cultivation levels were both at the seventh level of supreme cultivation.
If you want to catch them, you must have at least an eighth-grade cultivation level or above, and it is obvious that they are the people in front of you.
"So what?" The man snorted coldly.
"How many people have you killed in my Daxia Kingdom?" Ling Hao continued.
"Haha, what, you want to avenge them?" The man continued to snort: "You still want to think about how to survive on your own!"
"I'm sorry to inform you that unless you commit suicide, your life will be worse than death today!" After Ling Hao finished speaking, he looked at the old leader again.
"I'll give you one last chance to let him go, and then explain clearly why you want to deal with my Daxia people. I can consider letting you live!"
"Ignorance!" the old man replied coldly.
Then, he looked at another middle-aged man and said, "You don't have to worry about it here. Take someone to the front yard to have a look."
"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded vigorously and waved to more than ten people behind him: "Follow me!"
"Without my permission, you can't go anywhere!" Ling Hao's voice penetrated the other party's eardrums.
"I think you really don't know how to live or die!" The eighth-level deputy sect leader shouted angrily and rushed towards Ling Hao like a ferocious beast.
At the same time, two violent palm energies roared out, forming a formation like a rainbow.
"Let's go!" At the same time, the middle-aged man said quietly again and rushed away with more than ten people.
"I said, you can't go anywhere without my consent!"
While Ling Hao was speaking, he raised his hand casually, and after blocking the attack of the deputy sect master with his mad sword, he dodged to the side.
call out!
At the same time as he started, an arc-shaped sword was pulled out horizontally, and it quickly slashed at the dozen people led by the middle-aged man.
"Get out of the way!" The Master of the Residual Blood Sect's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.
While shouting, he took two steps forward, and two punches came towards Ling Hao like high-pressure air waves.
