C81 Killing Fellow Disciples

After seeing the attacks of the four people, Zhang Hao silently calculated the situation he was facing. The old man in the grey robe was observing on the side with cold eyes, but he did not show any signs of attacking. Obviously, he was waiting for his spiritual energy to be exhausted.

After understanding his intentions, the killing intent in his heart was difficult to control. The grey-cloaked old man even treated his own subordinates like this, and it could be seen how malicious his heart was.

When the remaining two saw their comrade die in the blink of an eye due to injuries or death, they immediately became terrified out of their wits and hastily retreated. However, just as they took two steps back, one of them suddenly felt a cold sensation on his neck.

The other man's pupils suddenly constricted. He looked behind his friend and shouted sternly, "Wan He, what are you doing?"

The person who attacked just now was precisely the grey-robed elder. Upon seeing the elder yell at him, he laughed sinisterly and said, "Didn't you see it all?! Trash like you, what use is there to live on? It would be better to just die and enjoy life! "

"You …" Hearing that, he was surprised and angry, but then he sneered: "Patriarch Wan, what you have done, aren't you afraid of the Sect Leader knowing? Don't forget, killing people from the same sect is the same as being punished with the punishment of cutting off one's bones and digging out one's heart! "

Hearing him say that, Zhang Hao sneered in his heart, "Idiot, since that old thing dared to attack a fellow disciple, he obviously doesn't want to leave any survivors. If you say so, you can only die faster!"

As expected, Wan He took out the sword from the man's neck slowly and looked at him mockingly, "You are right, but no one will know what happened today!"

After saying this, the flexible sword in his hand suddenly thrust out, like a viper, towards the final person's head.

The latter immediately let out a stern roar when it saw this. The blade in his hand also hacked toward Wan He in anger. However, before the weapon in his hand could land, he felt his vision blur. Following which, he saw a cold and soft sword lightly cut his throat, and the weapon he dropped also stopped, before falling down with a clang. Immediately, his body slowly fell onto the ground, and fresh crimson red blood slowly seeped out from his throat.

Zhang Hao looked at the scene expressionlessly. His heart became colder and colder. These people had become a chess piece for Wan He from the very beginning. Even if he didn't kill them, Wan He wouldn't let them live.

The gray-robed elder looked at his dead subordinate, who was lying on the ground, and revealed a dark smile. He then turned his head to look at him and said, "Kid, I didn't think that you would have some tricks up your sleeves and actually take care of them. But this is good too, I don't have to do it myself!"

"Are you so sure you can take something from me?" Zhang Hao ignored what he said and asked with a sneer. The grey-robed elder clearly didn't plan on letting these people go from the start. The reason he had them act was only to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Although those people couldn't see through Zhang Hao's cultivation level, this old man already knew from the start that he was only at the Core Formation stage, yet he still wanted to send them to their deaths.

"Do you think you can escape from me?" Wan He laughed sinisterly after hearing this. He then said faintly, "You useless people. Die. As long as you hand over that small tower, I will let you go. I will not make things difficult for you."

Hearing him say that, a trace of coldness flashed across Zhang Hao's eyes. He then sneered: "You won't even let your subordinates go, how can you let me leave safely? You don't need to use these words to lie to me!"

"Since that's the case …" Seeing this, a smile appeared on Wan Hoe's face. He then said, "Then go and die!" Before he finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a sinister air. His figure rushed out explosively, and the flexible sword in his hand abruptly stabbed towards his heart.

Seeing that the old fellow was about to attack him, Zhang Hao sneered and circulated the Spiritual Energy within his body along his meridians, before gathering it in his palms. Then, he suddenly clenched his fists, and a silver light quietly circulated on his fists, causing the surrounding air to emit a piercing whistling sound.

Wan He sneered in his heart when he saw that Liu Ming actually wanted to use his bare hands to contend with his flexible sword. He flicked his wrist and the flexible sword turned around and wrapped around Liu Ming's arm as if it had a mind of its own.

Seeing that this flexible sword could actually become like a snake as it twisted and turned, Zhang Hao's eyes slightly turned serious. After which, the silver glow on his fist suddenly released and wrapped around his entire arm. His fist also violently smashed towards Wan He's chest, as though he was fighting with his life on the line.

Upon seeing this, a sneer appeared on the former's face. With a shake of his wrist, the short sword instantly straightened itself, before immediately stabbing towards Zhang Hao's chest.

However, before he could completely reveal the sneer on his face, his smile slowly froze, and then he saw that the flexible sword in his hand actually became bent under the other party's leaning forward, as if it was under a great resistance. Zhang Hao's fist had already reached his chest, and upon seeing this, Wan Hoe was instantly shocked, and he immediately extended his left palm to collide head on with the flexible sword.

"Bam." A muffled sound suddenly rang out, and immediately after, the two of them took a dozen steps back before steadying their bodies.

Wan He was surprised when he saw this. He then sneered, "You really have a lot of things. It seems that I am destined to have a great harvest today!" From the looks of it, he thought that Zhang Hao had used some kind of defensive spiritual tool to block his sword attack, which was why he said this.

"You should save your old life first!" Zhang Hao heard him and sneered. He rushed forward again. Although that punch didn't have any substantial results, it had let him see the bottom line of this old man's cultivation.

"Late Core Formation. A bit worse than Old Man Yu!" As he thought about this, he did not have any fear and did not hold back as he faced the grey-robed old man's killing intent.

Wan He saw him rushing at him again, so he just smiled and said, "With your capability, you want to fight with me? You are too arrogant!" "Whatever, today this old man will let you experience my true abilities."

Although this was what he said, his heart had gradually become heavy. When he had collided with this young man's palm just now, he had felt a tremendous force from his opponent's fist. He could feel that this person was not as simple as he seemed!

Thus, when he saw the latter charge towards him again, he did not dare to be careless anymore. He threw the flexible sword in his hand and pierced towards Zhang Hao. He clenched his fist and punched over.

"Eight Extreme Fist!" Wan He yelled and pushed the spiritual energy in his body to the limit. He made up his mind to finish the battle quickly. Seeing the sword thrown over by the grey-cloaked old man, Zhang Hao only extended his hand slightly and slapped it away. Then, he also threw a punch at him and sneered in his heart: "I would like to see what's so special about this Baji Fist of yours."

"Bam." A thunderous sound suddenly rang out from the point of collision between the two fists. Following which, a violent energy ripple exploded between the two fists. Soon after, the ground beneath the two men's feet began to crack apart.

BOOM! Soon after, a huge energy gushed out from the cracked ground and flipped up the ground beneath the two. It could be seen how powerful the force that had been transmitted to the ground was.

Before the dirt could fall from the air, Zhang Hao felt a strong wave of inner strength spread through his arm, followed by a mocking expression on Wan He's face.

When he saw this scene, he immediately became alert. Then, he immediately controlled the Spiritual Energy within his body and charged towards that fierce force.

"Bam." Just as the Spiritual Energy made contact with the force, it was forcibly dispersed. Then, the force charged into his body and exploded.

"Puchi." As the violent force exploded, Zhang Hao instantly felt the Spiritual Energy in his body become chaotic. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his body flew backwards and landed on the ground.

Wan Hoe sneered when he saw that Ye Xiao's strike was successful. He said, "You reckless fool, I will finish you off today!" As his voice faded, his body rapidly dashed forward. At this moment, his palm also flickered with an earthen yellow brilliance as it smashed down towards his head.

Zhang Hao bitterly smiled in his heart the moment he was sent flying. He did not expect that he had underestimated the power of the Baji Fist. However, it would be too easy for him to kill me with just this!

As he watched the grey-robed old man gain the upper hand, a mocking smile appeared on his face. He sneered in his heart and with a thought, he activated the origin of fire and silver rays of light shot out from within, rushing towards the injured part of his body. As he retreated, he also stopped for a moment, before once again rushing towards Wan He.

When the latter saw that he was actually going all out to resist, he couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile. After which, his eyes turned cold as he said, "Since you want to die that badly, this old man will send you on your way." Even before he finished his sentence, Wan Hoe's palm had a murderous intent to it and enveloped him.

Just as his palm furiously struck down, Zhang Hao also saw the sneer on his face. When Wan He saw the sneer on the corner of his mouth, he became alert. But soon after, he looked at him coldly and shouted, "I want to see what kind of tricks you have up your sleeve!" Saying that, he no longer hesitated and furiously smacked his palm towards them.

Weng! * At this moment, a sudden change occurred. From Zhang Hao's body, a formless energy suddenly surged out, blasting towards him!

"Soul force!" When Wan He felt this special energy, his heart was shocked. He then hurriedly retreated. He could feel an ice-cold killing intent from this invisible energy.

"I didn't think that this brat was actually a spirit body cultivator with two souls!" Just as this thought flashed across his mind, he also stopped, but before he could steady himself, that invisible energy struck his chest. Wan He could only grit his teeth and put his arm in front of his chest to block this sudden attack.

"Bam." A huge wave of soul force fiercely hit his arms. Wan He immediately felt the spiritual energy in his body churning violently. But before he could catch his breath, he heard a voice filled with killing intent, "Old thing, you should go to the yellow springs …"

There have been some problems with the computer in the past two days. The system has been reinstalled a few times, but none of it worked. I was just trying to figure out a way, but it took me some time. I'm sorry, I've only written two chapters!