What shocked him even more was that he could clearly feel that Ling Hao had shown mercy on him with that knife blow just now.
Otherwise, he might have lost his breath now!
"How's it going? Do you have anything else to say?" Ling Hao said calmly after landing not far in front of the other party.
While speaking, he turned his head and looked at the battle circle of Lu Yue and others not far away.
Almost all of the opponent's dozen or so mid- to late-stage Holy Saint warriors had been beheaded.
In addition, nearly one-third of the more than a thousand followers have fallen, and the remaining people may not be able to hold on for a few minutes.
"Let them go, I will be your hostage!" Bai He said after stopping the bleeding, taking a deep breath.
He knew very well that the reason why Ling Hao didn't kill him was obviously because he wanted to keep him as a hostage.
"You can save your life, but you can't keep your cultivation!" After finishing speaking, Ling Hao spoke loudly in the direction of the hotel.
"Everyone in the Xingyue Sect, please listen carefully. Those who abandon their cultivation will live, otherwise, they will die!"
"Be a human being and leave a line so that we can meet again in the future. Don't do everything to your heart's content, otherwise..." Bai He's face turned pale for a moment.
"Sorry, you are not qualified to threaten me!" Ling Hao interrupted the other party in a deep voice.
Bang!
At the same time as the words sounded, Ling Hao raised his hand and swept out the wind with his palm, and then he saw the white crane flying upside down like a kite with its string broken.
He flew a distance of five to six hundred meters and then fell to the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then rolled his eyes and passed out.
Afterwards, Ling Hao carried Bai He and walked to the hotel.
The remaining people on the other side, seeing Bai He in such a state, naturally had no idea.
Many people threw away the weapons in their hands and fled in all directions. However, before they could take a few steps, they were blasted out of the blood mist.
Seeing this scene, the others no longer took any chances, and one by one abandoned their cultivation and ran away.
"Brother, when are we going to Xingyue Sect? Are we going now?" After everyone returned to the first floor of the hotel, Bai Hu looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"There's no rush! Let's have a rest all night and set off early tomorrow morning!" Ling Hao responded.
"Okay!" Lu Yue and everyone nodded in response.
That night, no one from the city lord's palace came to disturb them again.
In a city like Shuncheng, the strongest skill in the city lord's palace is probably the middle and late-stage cultivation of the Supreme Saint. After the previous battle, naturally he would not dare to send anyone to die again.
Early the next morning, after everyone had breakfast, they took Bai Minzi and Bai He to fly towards the Xingyue Sect.
Bai Minzi didn't know what happened last night until he woke up this morning. After seeing Bai He, the two briefly exchanged a few words and each remained silent.
Bai He learned about Ling Hao's true combat power from his nephew, and his heart was even more disturbed.
Even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that Bai Minzi would really fall into Ling Hao's hands.
Bai Minzi didn't know that Ling Hao had already reached the half-step Divine Emperor realm, and thought he was still at the ninth level of the Holy Saint.
Xingyue Sect was a hundred kilometers away from Shuncheng. About a quarter of an hour later, everyone landed at the foot of a mountain.
Thousands of meters away from everyone, there was a huge manor, where the Xingyue Sect was located.
"Tsk, tsk, this sect's compound is really not small!" Zhuihun said with emotion.
"Who are you? This is the Xingyue Sect, no one can come near..."
After everyone walked a hundred meters away from the gate of the manor, a man walked out of the guard box and shouted loudly.
Before he finished speaking, he recognized Bai He and Bai Minzi.
