Chapter 379： Please seniors on the road! (Thanks Xunmo for unblocking!)

Zhao Huang's experience is not unique. All the people brought by the Saintess of Yuhonglou have become a bargaining chip used by the warriors to blackmail her!

"Original, leave us alone, even if we fight the last drop of blood, we will never let these **** hurt you!"

"Holy woman, you can heal your wounds with peace of mind, don't waste any more effort to break the battle, the old body is not a shameful life, I only hope that after you regain your strength, you will kill the Quartet and avenge me!"

"..."

Wu Fei and Zhang Xi and the others relied on each other, reluctantly sat up, and shouted, not wanting their saint and the host to be threatened for them.

Their situation was better than Zhao Huang's. The warriors who chased Zhao Huang only suppressed the elder powerhouses of the Eighth and Nineth Heavens, just in case they would abolish Zhao Huang's qi sea.

But the people who captured Wu Fei and others were all powerhouses at the pinnacle of the Law Realm, and the difference in strength was huge, so the treatment was better.

After all, it is also necessary to leave some thoughts for the saint of Yuhonglou, if they become useless, it will force the saint of Yuhonglou and them to die.

"Owner, you are a world-famous arrogant. When you are high above the dust, you can't let these **** succeed!" Wu Fei noticed that the formation behind him was cracking faster and faster, and couldn't help screaming.

"Haha, what a world-famous Tianjiao? I didn't grow up to be ants. I will fight when I want to fight, or kill when I want to kill!" An old man laughed. He is a warrior who cultivates evil ways. He has a distorted temperament. .

"Hehe, you can't say that. The Geshitianjiao is still very rare. If the lady of Yuhonglou is willing to cook for the old man, maybe the old man will say a good thing or two for you?"

Another strange sound of Yin and Yang sounded. It was in the Refining Valley that was lost to the silent Yu Jutou. After he heard that the silence was the saint warrior of Yuhonglou, he did not hesitate to cross here from the southwest main road, just to see the silence How did his master die!

"The saint of Yuhonglou is still a bit too tender, she really listened to us and broke through?"

A slightly decent rule-level peak powerhouse sighed, and he couldn't bear the fall of a world-famous woman, but in the complicated world, he could only follow the crowd.

"She has broken most of the last battle. Even if she doesn't use her, we can break the rest. If she doesn't break the battle, she might be able to threaten us with this, but now, she has no way to go! "

"Her strength is indeed very strong. While breaking through the formation with all his strength, she was hit by our eight peaks of the law realm and more than 30 law realm nine-layer heavenly martial artists, so she can still live to this day?"

"No matter how strong it is, it's useless. Her subordinates are too useless and can't share the slightest pressure on her. Only the existence of Quasi-Geshitianjiao level can stop us."

"Now, even the existence of the Quasi-Geshitianjiao level is useless, because we have the potential to save her? Unless the real Geshitianjiao comes!"

"..."

Seeing that the Saintess of Yuhonglou broke most of the formation, the more than 200 warriors could no longer suppress it, and eagerly wanted to make a move.

Of course they couldn't let go of the saint of Yuhonglou, the heavenly arrogance, what a noble word, if she were to survive, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, we must cut weeds and roots!

Feeling the more and more unconcealed killing intent of more than two hundred clutches, Wu Fei and the others are desperate. Is it true that God wants to kill them?

"Fengyun Supreme, you open your eyes, your intention to leave the inheritance is to choose the strongest successor, not to let these shameless people succeed!" The Eighth Heavenly Lady of the Law of Yuhonglou spit out a mouthful of blood, desperate nonsense.

"There is still a chance! We don't need to ask ghosts and gods. There is still someone in our Yuhong Building who can solve this situation. He can save the original poster. He can save us!"

Zhang Xi stood up swayingly, staring blankly at the dark main road behind the two hundred warriors, as if expecting someone to appear.

"Hehe, standing in front of me, who gave you the courage?" An old strong sneered, flicking his fingers and turning Zhang Xi's legs across his knees.

thump!

Zhang Xi fell to the ground in response, but he suddenly laughed, because he saw it, and he saw the person they had been waiting for, finally arrived!

The two hundred powerhouses suddenly felt a life and death crisis. They suddenly turned around, but only saw half a million sword lights illuminating the darkness, densely rising into the sky, and finally condensed into a gray giant sword and slashed down in anger.

The power of this sword is unimaginable, even the ten strongest rulers all look up and despair.

Boom!

The huge sword was completely cut down, and the main road along this line fell from the sky. Even if it killed more than 20 powerful warriors under the sword light, it also hacked to death more than 30 powerful elders who could not dodge. Warrior!

"Do you really treat me... Yuhong Building is empty?"

The sword light suddenly extinguished, and an indifferent voice came from the depths of the darkness.

The man finally approached, and saw that it was a slender young man dressed in simple coarse linen, but no one dared to look directly at the power between his brows.

"You are the strongest warrior under the saint of Yuhonglou, silent?" A strong ruler at the pinnacle of the law frowned and said with a lot of restlessness in his heart. Isn't it just a quasi-worldly arrogant?

Why, that sword, even my heart palpitates? !

Looking at him silently and indifferently, he did not deny or admit, but sent Zhao Huang behind him to Wu Fei and the others in Yuhonglou and others, and another person gave him a very precious little medicine king.

One hundred and forty strong men floated in the air, watching this scene, they didn't stop, and they didn't have the guts to stop!

A young man came from south to north and killed a quarter of their colleagues with a single sword. How dare they have the courage to speak in front of silence?

"Shen Xiaoyou, if I'm not wrong, do you rely on the power of a heavenly weapon?" After all, the pinnacle of the law realm is not a weak one. Someone figured out the heavenly power contained in the sword of silence and narrowed his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, the other warriors finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the heavenly weapons were also very shocking, it was not the ability to silence themselves after all, and it wiped away the fear of silence in their hearts.

"Shen Xiaoyou, you are the most beautiful person in Tianjiao, and you should not be reduced to her warlord. If you leave here, we can not pursue the previous matter. Of course, if you are willing to stay and deal with the saint of Yuhonglou, we too welcome."

Another peak power of the law realm spoke up, with both fear and threat in his words.

Earlier they said that a quasi-gaze Tianjiao could not save the saintess of Yuhonglou, not to mention, because they were too many people, even if they were silently killed more than 50, there are more than 140.

Not afraid of yourself!

The silence didn't pay any attention, but a long knife suddenly appeared in his left hand. The long knife was bleak, but it exuded real heavenly power on its own.

A piece of golden feather appeared out of thin air, circling around him, brightly like flames, terrifying and oppressive.

He ascended step by step and came to the same height of all warriors.

Silent back to Zhang Xi, Wu Fei and others, the gray sword in his right hand slowly glowed, pointing at more than 140 powerful warriors, and said lightly: "Please, seniors, please!"