It wasn't until the two of them were killed that the remaining ninth-level and seventh-level experts at the pinnacle of the Holy Order understood why the Tyrant Lord made such arrangements.
However, it was already too late. After killing the two men, Feng Hao quickly retreated and swept towards the dense forest, not choosing to resist them.
Feng Hao already knew his own strength very well. He was confident that he could kill someone at the eighth level of the Holy Order, but if he faced someone at the ninth level, he would suffer.
Moreover, there was a threat from the Tyrant Holy Lord in the rear, and he did not dare to stay too long. As Jiang Feng said, he had to enter an ancient city before the Tyrant Holy Lord would not dare to act recklessly.
"You bastard, where are you going to run away?"
The ninth-level saint-level expert shouted angrily, then held the sacred tower and chased Feng Hao. He also ordered, "Inform the reinforcements and come to intercept him quickly."
"yes."
The seventh-level strong man responded, and directly shot a divine light into the sky, and then exploded in mid-air.
"Has it been intercepted?"
The Holy Lord Tyrant in the distance naturally saw it, but his face did not show joy. Instead, he frowned.
Because if a signal is sent, doesn't it mean that Feng Hao has not been caught yet? Otherwise, there is no need to send a signal at all.
"Can that kid really fight against a ninth-level expert with his basic level of strength?"
The Overlord Holy Lord was extremely shocked, and he was even more determined to strangle Feng Hao in the cradle of his growth.
He simply couldn't imagine that if Feng Hao was promoted to the half-step emperor realm, then who else in this world could check and balance Feng Hao?
He simply did not dare to allow such an enemy to grow. Moreover, Feng Hao's growth rate was no less than that of Le Xin. Huangfu Wushuang, a proud daughter of heaven, would definitely not have any obstacles to the promotion of a person like him to the Half-Step Emperor. If he is allowed to get to that point, it can be said to be the end of Tyrant Holy Land.
"Those bastards must be careless."
Although he was not present at the scene, Holy Lord Ba Tian could still imagine the situation at that time. For a moment, he was very lucky that someone reported the news to him. Otherwise, if he did not send out a ninth-level powerhouse, wouldn't it mean that Feng Hao would have escaped? ,
On the other side, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief because of how far Feng Hao had escaped. Suddenly, the Divine Sea shrank,
"roar,……"
He sacrificed the Golden Lion Tower again. Suddenly, the divine lion flew across the sky, roaring loudly and shaking the sky. Endless divine power spread from the body of the divine lion, and the surrounding space was directly rippled like waves. , ruined everything,
"Batian Dog, today you and I will put an end to you again."
Jiang Feng gave a deep shout and moved his hand seals. The huge divine lion faced the rain of spears and rushed directly towards the Tyrant Holy Lord. Its divine power was overwhelming.
"snort."
The Tyrant Holy Lord hummed, but still had no intention of taking action. He moved quickly, trying to intercept Feng Hao, but was blocked by Jiang Feng many times, which made him furious, but in a short time I can't get rid of Jiang Feng's control.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Three divine rainbows flew across the sky, and each one was followed by three more, quickly moving towards the direction where the signals were constantly sent out.
Feng Hao could naturally see this, and his expression suddenly became even more gloomy.
Because the strong man at the ninth level of the Holy Order behind him kept attacking, making him unable to speed up at all, the situation suddenly became critical.
Feng Hao knew very well that if a few more powerful men at the ninth level came, then he would most likely have to explain here today.
"Damn it, Tyrant Holy Land, if I can leave alive, I will definitely destroy you next time."
At this moment, a cold murderous intention flashed through Feng Hao's eyes.
The Tyrant Holy Lord knows too much about him, and it is very likely that he will also leave some information in the Tyrant Holy Land. If it is spread, he cannot imagine how much trouble it will cause.
Immortal Mansion, who is not tempted, even the two giants from Penglai will come to force themselves, right?
At that time, there will be a complete desperate situation, and it is very likely that the human race will also be led to the abyss of destruction.
This is what Feng Hao is worried about and cares about, so no matter what, the Tyrant Holy Lord and Tyrant Holy Land must be destroyed.
It's a pity that the small black box seems to have lost its use now because of the disappearance of the little ball. It is simply impossible for Jiang Feng to destroy the Tyrant Holy Land by himself.
Moreover, it is very difficult for Feng Hao to get out of this desperate situation now.
Continuous mountains, no boundaries visible, no idea how far away they are...
"Boy, stop and die quickly, or I will cut you into pieces."
The strong man at the ninth level of the Holy Order kept threatening, and the attacks in his hands did not stop, forcing Feng Hao to be unable to walk in a straight line.
However, he couldn't do anything about Feng Hao, who was as nimble as a loach.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Not long after, three figures quickly passed over from different directions.
"Three of you, stop him."
When the ninth-level powerhouse saw that reinforcements had arrived, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly to remind him,
The three ninth-level experts who arrived were startled when they saw this situation. Immediately, the three of them took action at the same time, blasting towards Feng Hao in three directions, cutting off his path.
"Damn."
Seeing the three figures on the sky, Feng Hao's face turned gloomy. He stood on the spot, holding seals in one hand and hand seals in the other. Vast momentum surged in his body, and he put on a desperate posture.
"You run away again."
After the ninth-level strong man caught up, he looked at Feng Hao who was like a turtle in a jar, and immediately became proud.
"I said Fourth Brother, have you not eaten? You can't even catch a junior boy."
The ninth-level strongman who rushed over from the left joked to him, with a strong sense of ridicule,
Obviously, they were from the same force, and they had conflicts and hatred before. Now when they encountered this situation, he started to taunt him,
"snort."
The ninth-level strong man named Lao Si snorted and said angrily, "Lao Wu, if you have the ability, you can catch this kid by yourself and see."
"If I take action, this kid will be easily captured."
The fifth old man said, turned his palm, took out a long shining rope, looked at the fourth old man with pride and chuckled,
"Dragon rope, go."
He did not dare to be careless. After all, he knew that the strength of the fourth child was not superior to his own. He would not be ranked fifth. He chanted the ancient scriptures in his mouth, and suddenly, the long rope in his hand became like a spiritual snake. It swept out normally and turned into an afterimage, shooting towards Feng Hao.
"Boom boom..."
Whether it was the handprint or the dragon, they all fell into the void. The long shining rope was as flexible and cunning as a swimming fish, bypassing Feng Hao and directly tying him into a rice dumpling from behind.