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The two women charged forward. As soon as they got close, the Spirit Snow Foxes summoned dozens of their own kind. They all charged forward, and everything before them turned snow white in an instant.

"It's over, we're dead this time!" One of the women looked at the weak woman and said in horror.

If it was just a single Snow Fox, perhaps they would have had a chance to escape. But now, in front of them was a patch of white. They had completely fallen into a fox's nest.

Endless invisible claws condensed in the air, carrying with them an irresistible might as they pressed down towards the two of them.

At this moment, they already knew that they were powerless to resist. They helplessly closed their eyes, waiting for death to arrive.

Suddenly, an intense light descended. Even if they closed their eyes, they could clearly feel the blinding light. The two of them curiously opened their eyes. The scene in front of them stunned them.

A handsome young man dressed in a purple robe stood in front of them. The Yuan Qi behind him was vast and mighty. It condensed into a scorching sun that shone with a brilliant light and was difficult to resist.

A Spiritual Snow Fox was the first to pounce over. Before it could even get close, boom! Boom! Boom! The scorching sun behind the handsome young man released a ray of light. It separated from his body and split into several Yuan Qi swords. Then, it gathered together and turned into a long river that swept over gently. With a cracking sound, his bones broke and he was cut into two on the spot!

Even more Spirit Snow Foxes surged over like tidal waves. Wan Hao's expression did not change. Countless rays of light burst out from his body. The sun rose in the east, the moon swayed, the bulls fought, the mountains moved, and the waves surged. The sun, the moon, the mountains, and the rivers!

A series of Sun Moon Mountain River Fist was unleashed, and the rays of light kept flickering. The Spirit Snow Foxes' powerless wails could be heard by ___'s ears. The winner just now, the beggar now, had a completely different status. They were all changed because of a young man.

Countless Snow Spirit Fox corpses lay in the forest. Wan Hao did not stop there. The Yan Huang Sword in his hand suddenly moved. A sword flew across the sky, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword split into three flowers.

Every time Wan Hao swung his sword, a scorching sun would fly out. When the scorching sun fell, a corpse would fall on the ground.

Behind him, the three of them were already in a daze. They all knew that the weakest of the Spiritual Snow Fox was at the peak of Nine Heaven True Stage. At this moment, the young man in front of them was killing the Spirit Snow Fox like cutting grass. It didn't take much effort at all. What kind of strength was this?!

The Yan Huang Sword attacked, turning into a yellow ray of light. Whiz, whiz, whiz. It flew around the forest and instantly killed all the remaining Spirit Snow Fox!

Wan Hao kept the Yan Huang Sword and clapped his hands. He wiped away the dust with a relaxed look on his face. He turned around and looked at the three people behind him.

"Are you guys alright?" Wan Hao looked at the three people calmly and asked.

"No. Nothing!" Zhu Xuan stuttered out of shyness and fear.

" Miss, what happened to you? " Wan Hao looked at Zhu Xuan and asked curiously.

"Thank you for saving my life, young master. I have no way to repay you." Zhu Xuan lowered her head and said.

"What the, you want to marry me?" When Wan Hao heard this, he subconsciously blurted out. This plot was too cliché.

"Ah?" Zhu Xuan clearly did not expect Wan Hao to say it so openly and was somewhat flustered.

"Is Young Master a little anxious? But Young Master is handsome and has high strength. He also saved my life. It is naturally reasonable for him to offer his body to me."

Wan Hao coughed repeatedly and concealed his embarrassment. "Miss, I think you are mistaken. I am just passing by and helping him along the way. I don't have any other thoughts."

"Ah, so it's like that ~" Zhu Xuan sounded a little disappointed, but Senior Brother Lu, who was standing at the side, felt happy when he heard her words. Lu Wushuang liked Zhu Xuan. This was something that everyone in the outer circle disciples of the Taihua Profound Sect knew about. Originally, he was still worried about her. However, when he heard Wan Hao's words, he instantly felt relieved.

"Haha, I'm Lu Wushuang, an outer circle disciple of the Taihua Profound Sect. Thank you for saving my life, little brother." With the help of another girl, Lu Wushuang stood up and expressed his gratitude.

"Little... Little brother Wan Hao, it was nothing, not worth mentioning. Brother Lu, are you disciples of the Taihua Profound Sect? " Wan Hao asked.

" Yes! This time, we were out on a bounty mission, but we didn't expect to meet a disciple of the Purple Sun Sacred Land. They trapped us here and were killed by the Spirit Snow Fox. If it wasn't for Mr Wan... I'm afraid we'll all have to die here today, those bastards from the Purple Sun Sacred Land!" Lu Wushuang was furious when he thought of his near-death situation.

"Purple Sun Sacred Land!" When Wan Hao heard these words, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong? What does Mr Wan and Purple Sun Sacred Land have?" Lu Wushuang looked at Wan Hao and asked.

"I have killed their men, there is no way for us to settle this peacefully!" Wan Hao said firmly.

"Haha, if that's the case, Mr Wan, I think you are all alone. Why don't you follow me back to the Taihua Profound Sect? Our Taihua Profound Sect and Purple Sun Sacred Land are enemies to begin with. It's not a bad choice to have someone to rely on. What do you think, brother? " Lu Wushuang looked at Wan Hao and extended an olive branch to him.

"Since Brother Lu invites me, I... I'm not stupid, so I naturally know the benefits of joining the sect. I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother Lu!" Wan Hao said with a bow.

"You're too kind, dear brother. With your talent, joining the inner sect is only a matter of time. Perhaps, I'll have to rely on my brother when the time comes." Lu Wushuang was overjoyed. He had recruited such a talented disciple. The rewards from the sect would definitely not be bad when the time came, so it was only a matter of time before he joined the inner sect. At that time, he would definitely marry Junior Sister Zhu.

"Virtuous Brother, let's go!"

Lu Wushuang took out a wooden boat from his storage bag and said.

"Senior Brother Lu, what is this?" Wan Hao looked at the wooden boat in front of him and asked curiously.

"This boat is called the Solitary Boat. It is a high-grade Heavenly Artifact that is specially used for transportation. Every three disciples will be given one when they are out on a mission." Lu Wushuang explained.

"A large sect has a deep foundation and wealth!" Wan Hao couldn't help but sigh when he heard that this inconspicuous thing was a Heavenly Artifact, and it was actually one for three people.

"Sit tight, we're going back to the sect!" As Lu Wushuang finished speaking, his hands formed seals, and Yuan Qi gushed out from his Dantian. Yuan Qi flowed from his palm into the lone boat, causing it to tremble slightly. With a loud bang, it left the ground, and a circular protective barrier spread out from the heart of the lone boat. It rose into the air, and then proceeded forward in a straight line, speeding in the direction of the Taihua Profound Sect.

Wan Hao looked at the Taihua Mountain in the distance and felt something in his heart. His path had begun anew, and a new life was about to begin. This was the starting point of his journey into the Eight Desolates, and also the beginning of his journey to becoming a powerful expert. Everything would return to zero. He was no longer the young master of the Wan family. He was just a warrior now, a man who had a mission on his shoulders!

Taihua Profound Sect, I, Wan Hao, am here!

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