Ji Hao passionately stared at the three flying daggers, which were descending from the sky.
He was so excited that every single hair on his body was twitching. Although there were three flying daggers in front of him, without a doubt, this was a sword controlling skill. In his previous life, the sword controlling skill was only a legend. Ji Hao had searched through all kinds of ancient books, including Taoist books, Buddhist books, and all kinds of schools, but he could only find some fragmentary records about this skill.
Flying in the air with a sword, moving tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, wielding a sword to kill people from thousands of miles away.
For a long time, Ji Hao had been deeply fascinated by the legendary sword immortals. This was also one of the main motivations for him to create the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words].
However, back then, he couldn't even find a sword with a spirit.
In front of his eyes, three shining flying daggers, which were wrapped in natural power streams, were fiercely hacking towards him.
With a trace of admiration, Ji Hao even forgot that he was in a life-and-death battlefield. His body nimbly drew an arc in the air, and narrowly dodged the three daggers. He even pulled out a dagger from his waist, and slightly touched the dagger with the steel dagger when the dagger light swept across his body.
Silently, the steel dagger was smashed into pieces by the dagger light, without even feeling the slightest bit of strength on his wrist.
Only a stream of dagger light swept across Ji Hao's hand, but the thick layer of skin on the back of his hand was smashed into pieces by the dagger light, exposing the crystal-like bones underneath. The armour made by Po released a clear stream of light to block the dagger light, but the defensive power of the armour hadn't recovered yet. Ji Hao immediately suffered a great loss.
Blood gushed out from the back of Ji Hao's hand. Ji Hao was in so much pain that he even lost his eyesight. He hurriedly activated a secret magic and forcibly sealed the blood vessels around the wound, stopping the bleeding.
The three dagger lights hovered in the air, then swished towards Ji Hao again. This time, Ji Hao didn't dare to take any more risks. He let out a resonant shout, and hurriedly activated his fiery wings, darting towards the dense woods.
The other two young men had already caught up with Ji Hao. Seeing the young man who had blocked Ji Hao's way, they both laughed out loud and said, "Big brother, I didn't expect you to be in such a good mood!"
The Great Senior Brother waved the flute in his hand and blew on it. Then, he laughed and said, "My two Junior Brothers, this man's armor is a real treasure. It is fated to be with me. My two Junior Brothers won't fight with me for it, right?"
The faces of the two youths behind them were ugly, as if they had been forced to eat three catties of cow dung. Their fair and pretty faces had turned pitch-black.
However, since their Eldest Senior Brother had spoken, the two of them could only shake their heads reluctantly and laugh dryly. "This item is indeed fated with Eldest Senior Brother!"
The three of them laughed in unison, and their laughter was filled with the warmth of brotherhood. However, a wisp of disdain flashed quickly in the eyes of the Eldest Senior Brother, and a trace of anger and resentment flashed quickly in the eyes of the two Junior Brothers. This small detail was not worth mentioning.
The Eldest Brother pointed his finger at Ji Hao, along with which, three beams of dagger light darted towards Ji Hao. He then put the flute in front of his mouth, chuckled and said, "Then, my two brothers, please help me block this kid. At such a young age, this kid is quite hard to deal with. "
The two youths laughed embarrassedly. Their faces darkened and they sped up, chasing after Ji Hao with all their strength.
Ji Hao dashed forward, and was about to dash into the dense woods. The two youths were still half a mile away from him, while the three dagger lights were only less than twenty zhang away from Ji Hao. However, Ji Hao was confident that he would be able to dash into the woods before the dagger lights caught up with him.
The dense woods of the Southern Wasteland were rugged and covered with vines and grasses. At this moment, it was the perfect place for Ji Hao to hide himself.
However, the Eldest Senior Brother just smiled and gently pressed his finger on the short bamboo flute. A melodious tune rose from the flute and spread across the entire area within a radius of ten miles in an instant, like a gust of wind, in the midst of the raging wind and heavy rain.
Ji Hao felt that his eyesight suddenly darkened, and the Golden Dan in his spiritual space began rotating crazily. The melodious flute sound turned into a deadly sound in his ears, like countless sharp daggers piercing into Ji Hao's soul.
More terrifyingly, countless oddly-shaped monsters popped out of the air around Ji Hao, reaching out their bloody arms and attempting to grab Ji Hao. A strong and cold power came from all directions. Ji Hao's body became stiff, and even his internal organs were about to be frozen.
Illusion, illusion, it must be an illusion!
Ji Hao let out a great growl and said the three words of the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], 'Dou', 'Zhen' and 'Lie' one after another. He then condensed all of his spiritual power into a sphere, and a strong and indestructible sense of power emerged from his body.
Ji Hao opened his mouth and let out a large sphere of Gold Crow's Breath. The golden-red fiery light contained a slight trace of the ancient Gold Crow's power of destroying evil, and covered the area with a radius of tens of zhang. All the monsters in the darkness wailed and retreated. Ji Hao's eyes suddenly brightened. He was still in the jungle, which was still under the control of the storm.
The Eldest Senior Brother, who was standing behind Ji Hao, let out a scream. Suddenly, a small crack appeared on the flute held in his hand.
"Little kid, you're courting death!" The Eldest Senior Brother shouted out in anger and pointed his finger at Ji Hao. The three dagger lights moved even faster than before. While Ji Hao was distracted by the flute sound, the dagger lights tore the air apart and fiercely hacked on Ji Hao's back.
Ji Hao let out a howl in pain. His armour glowed with a clear light and blocked the dagger lights from cutting into Ji Hao's body. However, a small part of the three extremely sharp dagger lights still managed to penetrate into Ji Hao's armour, piercing into his internal organs like thousands of sharp daggers.
Ji Hao felt as if his stomach was being twisted, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
The three beams of blade light rotated in the air, then swiftly rose into the air. After that, the three beams of blade light spun like a windmill, swiftly swishing down towards Ji Hao's neck.
Ji Hao made up his mind and turned around. He was now standing in a straight line with the three young men in white robes.
Ji Hao glared at the three young men, let out a vicious grin, and took out the golden plate given by Man Man, which represented Man Man's identity, and also had a great destructive power. Although it could only launch one strike, the power of this golden plate was definitely beyond the level of a Senior Magus.
A beam of fiery light flashed across the air and darted straight towards the three young men in white robes. Ji Hao's hand was extremely steady, without even the slightest tremble. The beam of fiery light accurately penetrated the heads of the three young men and vaporized their heads.
The three dagger lights were about to land on Ji Hao's neck, but as the heads of the three young men suddenly vaporized, the dagger lights suddenly paused in the air, then dissipated, exposing the bodies of the three daggers.
Ji Hao let out a bitter laugh, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, then grabbed the three extremely sharp crescent-shaped daggers in his hand, and started fiddling with them.
After pondering for a while, Ji Hao circled the three daggers for a few times with his spirit power, then carefully branded his own soul seal on the core of the three daggers. Immediately, he sensed that a magical connection had been established between him and the three daggers.
Laughing proudly, Ji Hao walked to the three headless corpses, and took out all the belongings of the corpses.
What Ji Hao was most proud of was that there was a fist-sized storage bag tied around the waist of the eldest young man, which had a length and width of around five zhang, which was more than enough to contain a large amount of stuff.
After ten minutes, Ji Hao transformed into a beam of fiery light and flew away, while the three corpses had already turned into a puff of ash.
Ji Hao didn't notice that in the jungle, a fist-sized, pitch-black ape had been staring at Ji Hao's silhouette, which was disappearing into the distance.
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