Hearing the sound, Feng Hao and Qiong Ying's expressions changed, they looked at each other, slowly turned around, and looked at Prison Heart Sword and the others solemnly.

Feng Hao, on the other hand, calmly summoned the little ball that had swallowed up the blue flame flow back, and just put it into the small world. Before Feng Hao could ask anything, the little ball immediately fell asleep. In the past, however, the whole body was emitting blue light, and the temperature was slowly rising.

"Are you refining the blue flame flow fire?"

Seeing this scene, Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief and called Xiao Hei to take care of the little ball. Turn around and exit the small world.

"It's you two, where is the Prison Blade?"

Just as Feng Hao exited the small world, another figure appeared next to the Prison Heart Sword and the others. He is a ruthless prisoner with an ugly face.

Along the way, in just a few dozen miles, he actually lost five of his close 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 taking out my anger on Feng Hao and the others.

"Do I need to tell you where he is?"

Upon 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 also good news for them.

And Feng Hao said this, naturally to make them avoid it and not dare to take action easily.

After all, although Feng Hao and the two are not afraid of them now, if they fight now, the gains will really outweigh the losses. They may even be exposed. In the end, there will only be one possibility, and that is the imprisoned clan. An all-out pursuit would be extremely detrimental to them.

"Hmph, you are a person who hides his head and shows his tail."

Sure enough, in response to Feng Hao's ambiguous words, Jingwuhun and the others suddenly looked slightly condensed, their faces became gloomy, and their eyes kept scanning. The surroundings were extremely alert, fearing that the Hell Blade was hiding in the dark and could sneak up on 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 Hell Heart Sword suddenly sneered and spoke slowly, then He raised one hand lightly, 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, and you, go die now."

Without any hesitation, and even before Jingwuhun and the others could react, Jingxinjian 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 Jingwuhun and the others."

Seeing this, Feng Hao knew that this battle was inevitable. The power exploded instantly, and at the same time, a message was transmitted to Qiong Ying. His body flashed and he rushed towards Jingwuhun and the 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 away? Have you asked me if I have the sword in my hand?"

Seeing Feng Hao abandoning him and going to find Jingwuhun and the others, Jingxinjian suddenly felt angry. Shao, as if he had been despised, looked ferocious, his original power surged out, his sword energy vibrated, and he wanted to kill Feng Hao on the spot.

But how could Qiong Ying make him achieve his wish? Although he could only unleash his level 3 original strength, he could still hold back the Prison Heart Sword.

Almost as soon as Feng Hao transmitted the message to him, Qiu Ying had already exploded his original power and faced the Prison Heart Sword directly.

"Looking for death."

Feeling the powerful aura of Qiongying, 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 this Prison Emperor Sect, it is tantamount to seeking death. And can this sword kill Yu Hao? Not sure yet, so just for a moment, the blade of the sword changed, and he turned around and collided with Qiong Ying.

When the three men from Jing Wuhun saw that Feng Hao was only in the third level of origin and dared to fight the three of them alone, a sneer crept onto the corners of the mouths of the three of them, they looked at each other, and directly exploded the power of origin, joining forces to fight. Shangfeng Hao.

Although they don’t know why the Hell Heart Sword is not worried about the Hell Blade, but since they have already taken action, they naturally cannot back down and use all their strength as soon as they take action.

　“Bang…”

In an instant fight, the three men in a triangular formation surrounded Feng Hao. In just a moment, Feng Hao was directly pushed back, and the blood in his body surged. , 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 hidden disadvantage 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.

But 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, the subordinates of Emperor Yuming are nothing more than this."

Seeing this, Yu Wuqing's contempt became more and more serious, and he snorted coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. Generally looking at Feng Hao.

Not only him, Wu Yuxin also had a sneer on his face and his aura was strong. Only Yu Wuxin frowned slightly. Seeing Feng Hao being so weak, he 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 Jie Ming.”

As if he was angered, Feng Hao’s eyes instantly filled with blood, his expression ferocious, he roared, and punched Jie Wuxin again.

"Looking for death, kill him with one blow."

Seeing Feng Hao falling into 'madness', Jiao Wuxin's eyes were slightly narrowed, with a dangerous aura flashing in his eyes, and he whispered, No longer thinking about the uneasy feeling that made him, the original power turned into a broadsword and slashed directly at Feng Hao.

Jiwuhun and Jiewuqing kept sneering, casually blasting out a source of power, looking straight at Feng Hao, wanting to see him be beheaded.

But just when they were relaxing, the original sword was only less than three feet away from Feng Hao's neck, Feng Hao suddenly showed a smile, which made Jing Wuxin, who was closest to him, suddenly feel in his heart. A tremor, an alarm bell sounds.

"No, retreat quickly."

With a roar, Jie Wuxin used his original power to reverse the situation and forcibly retracted the sword. At the same time, his figure collapsed and his expression Horrified.

When the two of them saw Yu Wuxin being so shocked, their expressions froze, and a trace of doubt emerged in their minds.

"Want to run away? It's too late."

Just as Jing Wuxin retreated, an extremely powerful source of power suddenly surged out from Feng Hao, and in an instant Although the Qiu Wuxin's aura is still at the third level of origin, its power is not weaker than him, and is even a little stronger.

"How is it possible?"

Ji Wuxin was shocked. He never thought that the person in front of him was plotting against them from the beginning, showing weakness to the enemy so that they could lower themselves. The vigilance suddenly broke out, and his thoughts were simply terrifying.

"It's impossible to kill me."

Although Feng Hao was shocked and had been holding back, Jing Wuxin was still a king-level master, and he recovered in just a moment. God came, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he 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 violent Feng Hao was, being beheaded was 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 prisoner and the ruthless two began to fall apart, and their consciousness gradually became blurred.

"No..."

Jiu Wuxin, who was fighting with Feng Hao and Bu Xiu, seemed to feel something, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the two of them slowly falling to the ground. Figures, and the place where they originally stood is now replaced by two strange figures.

"You dare to be distracted when you are fighting with me."

Feng Hao naturally saw it, but relatively unintentional, the corner of Feng Hao's mouth showed a smile. Before The crazy look is not there either, as if it had never appeared.

Because those two figures were Qingchuan and Yan Wuque.

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