Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

The Peak of Snail Mountain, Lin Tianyi who was dressed in white, with Mu Yi accompanying him, looked off into the distance with his hands behind his back.    

Suddenly, he smiled.    

"Hehe, this young master has waited for three days and you have finally come!" He mumbled to himself.    

He then turned around and ordered Mu Yi who was by his side: "Mu Yi, send down an order, let us first test how powerful that Manger Haotian is, remember to keep him alive!"    

"Yes, Lin Shao!"    

Lin Tianyi turned his head to look, seeing Wu Hao flying over, he suddenly retreated, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared from The Peak of Snail Mountain.    

A moment later, dozens of black clothed men appeared in The Peak of Snail Mountain, their bodies emitting killing intent.    

Not far away from them, Mu Yi and Bai Heming were hiding behind a strange stone.    

Swish!    

A gentle breeze blew past. Wu Hao, who was dressed in white clothes, appeared out of nowhere, and directly landed in the encirclement of dozens of black clothed people.    

He carried the Dragon-veined Sword on his chest, and looked at the black clothed man with cold and stern contempt.    

He had purposely entered their encirclement because he knew that a great battle was inevitable.    

Afraid, he had never been afraid.    

In order to save Zhuang Liandie, she had to establish her might first. If he did not kill the others, wouldn't that mean that Wu Hao would be easily bullied?    

"Where is my disciple Zhuang Wu?" He coldly asked as he stared at the group of black-clothed people in front of him.    

However, the dozens of black-clothed people didn't respond. They stared at him with emotionless eyes. Their eyes were like poisonous tongues, causing others to feel ice-cold.    

Swish!    

It moved.    

Suddenly, dozens of black-clothed people moved.    

Their speed was abnormally fast. Due to the low twilight, they wore black clothing, causing them to appear as if they were about to disappear into the darkness of the night, unable to see their figures clearly.    

Humph!    

Wu Hao let out a cold snort, and suddenly unsheathed the Dragon-veined Sword in his hands. In the twilight, a silver streak flashed past.    

Clang!    

A grey afterimage flashed, Wu Hao killed a person in ten steps, and in the blink of an eye, he was fighting against dozens of black-clothed men.    

The cultivation of the seventh level of the ectopic stage was no longer the same as before. The strongest was almost comparable to the ninth level of the ectopic stage.    

The black-clothed man in front of him was nothing, he was merely a martial cultivators of the early stages of ectopic stage.    

However, they were assassins. Every move they made was fatal. They did not defend at all. They risked their lives to attack.    

It had also created quite a bit of trouble for Wu Hao.    

As the saying goes, the good are afraid of the wicked, the wicked are afraid of the insane, and the insane are afraid of not caring for their lives.    

Clang! Clang! Clang …    

The sound of weapons colliding could be heard unceasingly, and the surrounding Spiritual Aura began to churn violently.    

After every slash from the Sword Qi left behind terrifying cracks on the The Peak of Snail Mountain.    

In the blink of an eye, under the twilight, black shadows moved about unhindered. Smoke and dust filled the air, and a bloody wind blew past.    

Behind the strange stone, the two of them looked at each other in dismay as they witnessed this scene.    

"Young Master Bai, the assassins that your Bai Family nurtured are not bad, but Manger Haotian's strength is even more astonishing, to actually face the attacks of thirty assassins, not only did he not lose, he even looked as if he was doing it with ease!" Mu Yi said to Bai Heming who was beside him.    

Bai Heming stared at the vigorous Wu Hao, he did not say anything, but his expression was not looking good.    

This time, he had sent out thirty of his well-trained assassins. He did not know what would happen after he left.    

Presently, what he was most afraid of was not making up for the losses.    

On another mountain peak in the distance.    

Zhuang Liandie and Lin Tianyi who were tied up with nylon rope stood there, looking at the battle going on in The Peak of Snail Mountain through the dim light of the dusk.    

Zhuang Liandie's martial Yuan had been confined, and now that she was unable to use her martial Yuan, she looked like a mortal.    

She, looked at Wu Hao who was in battle, and a deep look flashed past her eyes.    

"Master, haha … I've already become your disciple, the affairs of the world are really unpredictable! " She sighed.    

When Lin Tianyi heard this, he was startled for a moment, but he quickly smiled.    

"Hehe, your Master is quite amazing! However, there was no need for that! Thinking back, wouldn't he agree to give this young master the refining method of spatial storage bag? Why be so troublesome? Shouldn't he hand it over obediently later? "Tsk tsk …"