Hearing the sound, Feng Hao and Qiong Ying's expressions changed, they looked at each other, slowly turned around, and looked at the Prison Heart Sword and the others solemnly.
Feng Hao, on the other hand, calmly called back the little ball that had swallowed up the blue flames. As soon as he put it into the small world, before Feng Hao could ask anything, the little ball fell asleep directly, but his whole body was exuding
Blue light, the temperature is slowly rising.
"Are you refining the blue flame flow fire?"
Seeing this scene, Feng Hao suddenly felt relieved and called Xiao Hei to take care of the little ball before turning around and exiting the small world.
"It's you two, where's the Hell Blade?"
Just when Feng Hao exited the small world, another figure appeared next to Yuxinjian and the others, it was Yuqingqing with an ugly look on his face.
Along the way, in just a few dozen miles, he actually lost five of his closest subordinates, how could he feel better?
Now when I came out and saw Feng Hao and Qiong Ying, my anger suddenly burst out in my heart, and I asked sternly, as if I was venting my anger on Feng Hao and the others.
"Do I need to tell you where he is?"
Hearing this sentence, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly made a calculation in his heart.
Because this sentence reveals two pieces of information.
First, they don't know where the Hell Blade is, and secondly, the Hell Blade should be safe for the time being, which is good news for them.
And Feng Hao said this, naturally just to make them avoid taking action easily.
After all, although Feng Hao and the two are not afraid of them now, if they fight now, the gains will not be worth the losses. They may even be exposed. In the end, there will only be one possibility, and that is to be hunted down by the prison clan with all their strength. For them,
Extremely disadvantageous.
"Humph, you are a person who hides his head but shows his tail."
Sure enough, in response to Feng Hao's ambiguous words, Prison Wuhun and the others suddenly looked slightly condensed and their faces became gloomy. Their eyes kept scanning the surroundings, extremely alert, for fear that the Prison Blade would hide in the dark and attack them at any time.
However, the Prison Heart Sword looked directly at Feng Hao, not caring whether the Prison Transformation Blade was around.
"You are strong and smart, but don't treat everyone as a fool."
After staring for a moment, the Prison Heart Sword suddenly sneered and spoke slowly. Then he raised one hand slightly, and a sharp sword exuding a sharp aura floated in front of him. At the same time, the aura all over his body burst out in an instant, and he continued.
"It doesn't matter if the Hell Blade is around. If you dare to come out, I can still kill him. But you, go die now."
Without any hesitation, or even waiting for Prison Wuhun and the others to react, the Prison Heart Sword directly controlled the sword and turned into sword light to stab Feng Hao.
"Brother Ying, hold him back while I find an opportunity to kill Jing Wuhun and the others."
Seeing this, Feng Hao knew that this battle was unavoidable, and his original power exploded instantly, and at the same time, he sent a message to Qiong Ying, his body flashed, and he rushed towards the prison souls and others who had reacted.
Feng Hao's purpose is very simple. Since he wants to fight, he must kill them all and don't let anyone go.
"Want to run? Ask me if I have the sword in my hand."
Seeing that Feng Hao actually abandoned him and went to find Jing Wuhun and the others, Jing Xinjian was filled with anger, as if he had been slighted. His face was ferocious, and his original power surged out. The sword energy vibrated, trying to kill Feng Hao on the spot.
.
But how could Qiongying make him achieve his wish? Although he could only unleash his third-level original strength, he could still hold back the Prison Heart Sword.
Almost as soon as Feng Hao transmitted the message to him, Qiong Ying had already unleashed his original power and faced the Hell Heart Sword directly.
"court death."
Feeling Qiongying's powerful aura, Prison Heart Sword's heart condensed, and his thoughts flew.
If you ignore Qiong Ying behind you, you will definitely be severely injured. If you are injured in the Prison Emperor Sect, it is tantamount to seeking death. And it is not certain whether this sword can kill Yu Hao, so it is only an instant.
The blade of his sword suddenly changed, and he turned around and collided with Qiu Ying.
Seeing that Feng Hao was only in the third level of the Origin Realm and dared to fight the three of them alone, the three of them looked at each other with a sneer. Then they directly unleashed their origin power and joined forces to fight against Feng Hao.
Although they didn't know why the Hell Heart Sword wasn't worried about the Hell Transformation Blade, since they had already taken action, they naturally couldn't back down and used all their strength as soon as they took action.
"Bang……"
In an instant fight, the three men from Ji Wuxin formed a triangle and surrounded Feng Hao. In just a moment, Feng Hao was directly pushed back. The blood in his body was boiling, and his face turned pale.
Originally, Jing Wuxin and Jing Wuhun were both masters capable of fighting at the king level, but Jing Wuxin's methods were also extremely weird, and Feng Hao suffered a secret loss once they fought against each other.
But despite this, Feng Hao did not flinch, took a deep breath, and faced the three of them again.
However, as time went by, the aura on Feng Hao's body became weaker and weaker, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale, as if he would die at any time.
"Humph, under the command of Emperor Yuming, this is nothing more than that."
Seeing this, the contempt on the corner of Prison Wuqing's mouth became more and more serious. He snorted coldly and looked at Feng Hao as if he were looking at a dead person.
Not only him, Wu Yuxin also had a sneer on his face, and his aura was strong. Only Yu Wuxin frowned slightly, and seeing Feng Hao being so weak, he actually felt uneasy in his heart.
But the state of Feng Hao in front of him made him unable to realize what was wrong.
"You are not allowed to insult Emperor Hell."
As if he was angered, Feng Hao's eyes instantly filled with blood and his expression was ferocious. He roared and punched Jie Wuxin again.
"Looking for death, kill him with one blow."
Seeing that Feng Hao had fallen into 'madness', Jing Wuxin's eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous aura flashing in his eyes. He whispered without thinking about the uneasy feeling, and turned his original power into a broadsword and slashed directly at Feng Hao.
Prison Wuhun and Prison Wuwu kept sneering, blasted out a blast of source power, and looked straight at Feng Hao, wanting to see him beheaded.
But just when they were all relaxing, the original sword was only less than three feet away from Feng Hao's neck, and Feng Hao suddenly showed a smile, which made Jing Wuxin, who was closest to him, tremble in his heart and sound the alarm.
"No, go back quickly."
With a roar, Jie Wuxin actually used his original power to reverse the situation and forcefully retracted the sword. At the same time, he retreated with a horrified expression.
Seeing Yu Wuxin being so shocked, Yu Qingqing and Yu Wuxin turned pale, their expressions froze, and a trace of doubt emerged in their minds.
"Want to run? It's too late."
Just as Jing Wuxin retreated, an extremely powerful source of power suddenly surged out from Feng Hao's body, instantly covering Jing Wuxin. Although his aura was still in the third level of origin state, its power was not weaker than him, and even more powerful.
A little stronger.
"How is that possible?"
Jing Wuxin was shocked. He never thought that the man in front of him was plotting against them from the beginning, showing weakness to the enemy so that they would lower their guard, and then suddenly explode. His thoughts were simply terrifying.
"It's impossible to kill me."
Although Feng Hao had been holding back his shock, Jing Wuxin was still a master capable of fighting at the king level. In just a moment, he came back to his senses, with a ruthless look in his eyes, stepped on the void, and slashed at Feng Hao again.
Since Feng Hao only hid his strength and didn't have any trump cards, he was not afraid. It could even be said to be a false alarm, so he had no other worries except the murderous intention in his heart.
Not only him, but both Prisoner and Qingqing also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed again, and completely relaxed.
Because in their hearts, no matter how Feng Hao explodes, being beheaded is almost certain.
Just as they relaxed, suddenly, their body's instinct made their hairs stand on end and their pupils shrank sharply.
Because behind them, two auras appeared at some point, and they appeared when they were most relaxed, leaving them no room to react.
"Pfft..."
The sound of two sharp weapons entering the body was heard, and then the small world of the two of them began to fall apart, and their consciousness gradually became blurred.
"No……"
Jiu Wuxin, who was fighting Feng Hao and Bu Xiu, seemed to feel something. From the corner of his eye, he just saw the two men slowly falling to the ground. The place where they originally stood was now replaced by two strange figures.
"You dare to be distracted when you fight with me."
Feng Hao naturally saw it too, but he was relatively unintentional. There was a smile on Feng Hao's lips, and the crazy look before was gone, as if it had never appeared before.
Because those two figures were Qingchuan and Yan Wuque.