Hearing this, Feng Hao and Qiong Ying's expressions changed. They looked at each other and slowly turned around, looking at Yu Xinjian and the others with serious expressions.
As for Feng Hao, he calmly called back the small ball that had devoured the Flowing Fire. As soon as he put it back into his pocket dimension, before Feng Hao could ask anything, the small ball directly fell asleep. However, its entire body was emitting a blue light and its temperature was slowly rising.
"Could it be refining the Flowing Fire?"
Seeing this, Feng Hao let out a sigh of relief. He called Little Black and told it to take care of the small ball, then turned around and left the pocket dimension.
"It's you two. Where's Hell Blade?"
Just as Feng Hao left the pocket dimension, another figure appeared next to Yu Xinjian and the others. It was Yu Wuqing, who had an ugly expression on his face.
Along the way, in just a few dozen miles, he had lost five of his trusted subordinates. How could he be in a good mood?
Now that he saw Feng Hao and Qiong Ying, he immediately exploded in anger. He asked sternly, as if he wanted to vent his anger on Feng Hao and the others.
"Do I need to tell you where he is?"
Hearing this, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed. He suddenly had a plan.
Because this sentence revealed two pieces of information.
First, Yu Wuqing and the others did not know where Hell Blade was. Second, Hell Blade should be safe for the time being. This was good news for them.
The reason why Fenghao said this was naturally to make them hesitate in taking action, not daring to act rashly.
After all, although Feng Hao and Qiong Ying were not afraid of them, if they fought now, it would not be worth it. They might even be exposed. In the end, there was only one possibility, and that was to be hunted down by the Prison Clan. This was extremely disadvantageous to them.
"Hmph, hiding your head but showing your tail."
Sure enough, in response to Fenghao's ambiguous words, the expressions of Yu Wuhun and the others suddenly became slightly serious, and their faces became gloomy. Their eyes constantly swept around, and they were extremely vigilant, for fear that the Hell Blade was hiding in the dark and would attack them at any time.
However, Yu Xinjian's eyes were fixed on Feng Hao, not caring whether Hell Blade was around or not.
"You're strong and smart, but don't treat everyone as a fool."
After staring at him for a moment, the Hell Heart Sword suddenly sneered. He raised his hand and a sharp sword that exuded a sharp aura floated in front of him. At the same time, his aura burst forth as he continued speaking.
"So what if the Hell Blade is around? If he dares to come out, I can kill him all the same. As for the rest of you, you can die now."
Without the slightest hesitation or even waiting for Yu Wuhun and the others to react, the Prison Heart Sword directly controlled the sharp sword and turned into a sword light to stab Feng Hao.
"Brother Ying, hold him back. I'll find a chance to kill Yu Wuhun and the others."
Seeing this, Feng Hao knew that this battle was inevitable. His Power of Origin instantly erupted, and at the same time, he secretly transmitted his voice to Qiong Ying. His figure flickered, rushing toward Yu Wuhun and the others who had just reacted.
Feng Hao's goal was simple. Since he was going to fight, he would kill them all and not let a single one of them escape.
"Trying to run? Have you asked the sword in my hand? "
Seeing that Feng Hao had actually abandoned him and gone to find Yu Wuhun and the others, Yu Xinjian's heart burned with anger. It was as if he had been looked down on. His Power of Origin surged out and his Sword Qi vibrated, wanting to kill Feng Hao on the spot.
But how could Qiong Ying let him do as he wished? Although he could only use the power of Level 3 Power of Origin, it was still enough to stop the Prison Heart Sword.
Almost at the same time that Feng Hao transmitted his voice to him, Qiong Ying had already used his Power of Origin to meet the Prison Heart Sword.
"Seeking death."
Feeling Qiong Ying's powerful aura, the Prison Heart Sword's heart sank, and his thoughts flew.
If he ignored Qiong Ying who was behind him, he would definitely be heavily injured. If he was injured in the Yu Emperor's Sect, it was no different from courting death. Moreover, it was uncertain whether this sword strike would be able to kill Yu Hao. Hence, in an instant, he changed the direction of his sword and turned around to clash with Qiong Ying.
When the three of them saw that Feng Hao was only at Level 3, yet he dared to fight the three of them alone, a sneer appeared on their faces. They looked at each other and directly erupted with Origin Force, fighting Feng Hao together.
Although they did not know why the Prison Heart Sword was not worried about the Prison Blade, they obviously could not retreat since they had already started fighting. They used their full strength right from the start.
"Bang … …"
In an instant, the three of them surrounded Feng Hao in a triangular formation. In just an instant, Feng Hao was knocked back. The blood in his body surged and his face paled slightly.
Originally, Yu Wuxin and Yu Wuhun were both experts who could fight kings, and Yu Wuqing's techniques were extremely strange. As soon as they clashed, Feng Hao suffered a loss.
However, even with that, Feng Hao did not retreat. He sucked in a deep breath and faced the three of them once again.
However, as time went on, Feng Hao's presence became weaker and weaker. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his face became even paler, as if he could die at any moment.
"Hmph, so the subordinates of the Prison Emperor is only so-so."
Seeing this, the contempt on Yu Wuqing's face grew. With a cold snort, he looked at Feng Hao like he was looking at a dead man.
It was not just him. Yu Wuxin also sneered and his presence grew stronger. Only Yu Wuxin frowned slightly. Seeing how weak Feng Hao was, he actually felt uneasy.
However, he could not sense what was wrong with Feng Hao's current state.
"Don't insult the Prison Emperor!"
As if infuriated, Feng Hao's eyes instantly became bloodshot. His expression twisted, and with a growl, he threw a punch at Yu Wuxin again.
"You're looking to die. Kill him in one strike."
Yu Wuxin's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Fenghao descend into madness. A dangerous aura flickered in his eyes as he muttered. He no longer thought about the feeling that made him feel uneasy. His Origin Energy transformed into a huge blade and slashed towards Fenghao.
Yu Wuhun and Yu Wuqing maintained their sneers and casually sent out a strand of Origin Energy. They stared straight at Feng Hao, wanting to see him beheaded.
But just when they were about to relax, the origin energy blade was less than three feet away from Fenghao's neck. Fenghao suddenly smiled, causing Yu Wuxin, who was the closest to him, to shiver. Alarm bells rang in his head.
"Oh no, retreat!"
With a roar, Yu Wuxin forcefully pulled back the blade despite the reversal of his Origin Energy. At the same time, he shot backwards, his face filled with shock.
Yu Wuqing and Yu Wuqing froze when they saw Yu Wuxin pale in fright. They could not help but become doubtful.
"You want to run? Too late. "
Just as Yu Wuxin shot backwards, an extremely powerful strand of Origin Energy suddenly surged from Feng Hao, immediately enveloping Yu Wuxin. Although Feng Hao's presence was still at the Third Grade, it was no weaker than his own. In fact, it was even slightly stronger.
"How is this possible?"
Yu Wuxin was shocked. He had never thought that the person before him had been scheming against them from the very beginning. He was acting weak so that they would lower their guard before suddenly erupting. His thoughts were just terrifying.
"You want to kill me? Impossible."
Although Feng Hao had been holding back his shock, Yu Wuxin was still a king level expert after all. He returned to his senses in an instant, and a vicious light flickered through his eyes. He stomped through the air, actually slashing towards Feng Hao again.
Since Feng Hao was only hiding his strength and did not have any trump cards, he was not afraid. It could even be said to be a false alarm. As a result, other than his killing intent exploding, he had nothing else to worry about.
It was not just him. Even Yu Wuqing and Yu Wuqing relaxed. They relaxed once again, completely.
Because in their hearts, no matter how much Fenghao exploded, it was almost certain that he would be killed.
However, as soon as they relaxed, their bodies suddenly made their hairs stand on end and their eyes narrow.
This was because two presences had appeared behind them at some point, and they had appeared when they were the most relaxed. They did not have any time to react at all.
Spurt …
Two sounds rang out as their miniature worlds began to collapse. Afterwards, Yu Wuqing and Yu Wuqing's consciousness gradually blurred.
"No …"
Yu Wuxin, who was engaged in a battle with Fenghao, seemed to have sensed something. From the corner of his eyes, he happened to see the silhouettes of Yu Wuqing and Fenghao slowly falling to the ground. And where they originally stood, was now replaced by two unfamiliar figures.
"You dare to be distracted while fighting me?"
Feng Hao naturally saw it as well. However, compared to Yu Wuxin, Feng Hao's lips curled into a smile. His previous crazed appearance was no longer there, as if it had never appeared.
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