The three of them were obviously in a group, staring at Wu Hao and the three of them with bad intentions, and while talking, one of them closed the stone door with his hand, and then the three of them invariably formed a outflanking trend and blocked the door.

Under the temptation of such a large number of spirit stones, they had lost their minds, and their irrepressible greed made them treat Wu Hao and the three of them as lambs to be slaughtered.

Ying Feng's brows furrowed slightly, because he saw that Wu Hao and the two of them had nothing to do, he forgot to lock the stone door for a while, so that the three guys who broke in saw such a scene.

Wu Hao stopped collecting, stared at the three of them, and said indifferently: "You two just need to collect, and these three guys will be handed over to me." ”

strode forward, blocking the two of them behind him, his eyes were as sharp as knives, glowing with a cold light, staring at the three of them coldly.

"I'll give you a chance, get out of here, or die."

Wu Hao's word "death" was extremely sharp and heavy, and a killing intent that seemed to condense into a substance came out, at this moment Wu Hao was like a killing god, ruthless and indifferent.

After the battle of Shicai, Wu Hao understood a truth more profoundly, the law of survival in this world, as long as the fist is hard enough, no matter how domineering and arrogant he is in speaking and doing things, and even depriving people of their lives at will, no one will say anything, the strong are respected, and whoever is strong can dominate the life and death of others.

"Just a hairy boy, you dare to be so arrogant, when Lao Tzu is mixing outside, you don't know where to eat, it seems that you give you some color to see, you don't know how powerful our Northern Tiger Sanshao is." When the three of them heard this, they were all furious, and the murderous intent in their eyes was awe-inspiring.

They were all in their thirties, and they exuded a sinister aura that showed that the three of them were outlaws who often added blood to the knife edges.

"It's you who don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Wu Hao didn't say anything, and in an instant, he climbed his momentum to the limit, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and burst out with an overwhelming force, facing the person on the left, without any fancy fancy, and a fierce punch blasted out like a tumbling wave.

Shicai didn't make a move immediately, it was to condense the momentum, and only by climbing the momentum to the top could he exert the maximum power of the hegemonic fist, and in the confrontation of Fang Cai, he felt that the person on the left was relatively weak in cultivation, so he was the first to surprise, first easy and then difficult, leaving the tricky ones to the end, and simply solving them first.

The man raised his hand in regret, and was suddenly defeated, and one of his arms was shattered, and the sky was full of blood mist.

"Ah...... Little bastard, you damn ......" The man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the other two saw this situation, and they also shot like thunder, and blasted at Wu Hao.

Wu Hao did not retreat, his fists blasted out at the same time, and he directly took the palm of the two of them, his body flew out upside down, took advantage of the momentum in the air, and came to the third person in an instant, his right leg swept out, and a gust of wind surged out.

This person has broken off an arm, his combat power has been greatly reduced, he can't resist at all, he was kicked in the chest, blood spurted wildly in his mouth on the spot, and his body flew out uncontrollably, hitting the stone wall, making a rumbling sound, rolling to the ground like a dead fish, and finally not moving, his eyes were wide open, as if he was still scolding an unbelievable look, as if he didn't want to believe that he had died so easily at the hands of a yellow-haired boy.

"What? What a ruthless boy, you actually killed him? ”

The whole process happened between the lightning and flint, it was too fast, and the other two didn't have time to react at all, their faces were ugly at the moment, they didn't expect that this kid who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old would be so neat and neat in his shots, and he was really more ruthless and decisive than them who often wandered between life and death.

"Don't you understand that those who kill people will always kill them?" Wu Hao's tone was very flat.

"Kill!" It was useless to say anything at the moment, the two of them killed Wu Hao at the same time, the long knife in their hands slashed vertically and horizontally, constantly waving, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, unstoppable, Wu Hao's figure flashed sharply, and retreated again and again.

When he was about to retreat to the corner of the wall, two divine lights suddenly erupted in his eyes, and a palm knife slashed out, as if a wild thunder swept out, directly breaking the momentum of the two people's joint attack.

Wu Hao approached a person as fast as lightning, and a bully fist blasted out, and a rolling roar broke out, and it hit his chest solidly, and the sound of shattering came out, his chest sank, and Wu Hao swept out with another leg force, and the person smashed on the stone wall, blood splashed everywhere, and he couldn't live.

Wu Hao didn't attack again, and now there was only the last person left, and the other party couldn't have an advantage in one-on-one, so he was not in a hurry, took a deep breath, and tried to recover his strength.

"Who the hell are you?" This man's face was thin and sallow, quite ugly, but a scar across the whole face was very eye-catching, adding a bit of ferocity and horror.

"Wu Hao!" Since the other party didn't dare to act rashly, then he was naturally not in a hurry to make a move, from the battle of the right talents, with his breath, he knew that the person in front of him had the peak cultivation of the spiritual power realm, and he was ruthless, and he had a lot of combat experience, this was a strong opponent.

"You're stalling for time." His face suddenly turned upside down, and a fierce aura erupted like a flood bursting the embankment, and the thin man shot out in an instant, his body suddenly rose into the air, and the long knife in his hand slashed down at Wu Hao's head, and the speed was extremely fast.

The domineering sword strength was imminent, Wu Hao frowned, his eyes flashed with solemnity, leaving an afterimage in place, and his body retreated rapidly, but his body had just retreated, and the cold blade was slashed down from a distance of less than a foot in front of him.

"Bang!"

The big knife slashed on the ground, and suddenly the stone chips splashed, and the ground of Dali King Kong Rock was split with a deep trace, and in this colleague, Wu Hao's clothes were suddenly stretched from the middle of his chest, and the incision was smooth and smooth, and he was forced by the cold knife strength.

The opponent's old power is old, and the new force is not born, Wu Hao seized the opportunity, kicked horizontally, the thin man narrowly dodged, staggered back, Wu Hao took a step to bully himself, the bully fist blasted out again and again, the golden light overflowed, and the ferocity was overwhelming like a stormy wave.

"Boom!"

The thin man's long knife was knocked to the ground, and he could only resist it with a pair of fists, but every time it collided with Wu Hao's fist, it could shake his arm numb and painful.

"No... No way? When Wu Hao's tenth punch fell, the thin man suddenly became motionless, and then his arms exploded, minced flesh flew everywhere, blood was sprinkled all over the sky, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Then the thin man's eyes bulged out, and his body crackled and crackled, as if he had lost a bone, and he collapsed to the ground, dead and dead.

Dealing with a mid-stage spiritual power realm, a late stage, a peak, and extremely experienced characters, even if Wu Hao is no longer what it used to be, he also feels quite laborious, if it weren't for the beginning, these guys had an attitude of contempt for the enemy, let him seize the opportunity, I'm afraid the battle would not have been so smooth.

Wu Hao exhaled, and after a while, the flushing on his face gradually faded, and he recovered as before, and sighed: "Don't use the Black Evil Sword to fight the enemy, relying only on the intermediate combat technique to dominate the fist, it is indeed a lot of difficulty." ”

The Burning Yan Knife Technique is fierce and fierce, but it is really extremely difficult to control, and in addition to the Burning Yan Knife Technique, Wu Hao only has the intermediate combat skill Baquan, but with the improvement of cultivation, the Baquan is also quite insufficient, it seems that after this experience, it is necessary to return to the sect to study a few more combat skills, so as not to encounter a master of the body method, and it will be overstretched.

Putting away the thoughts in his heart, Wu Hao found that the two of them had collected the spirit stones, and after a cursory look around, after finding nothing precious, he said: "This place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave here quickly." ”