Martial Soul: Be a Saint

The two fists clashed, and a bone cracking sound could be heard. In the next moment, Huang Qitian's face was as white as paper, and beads of perspiration trickled down his forehead. He gritted his teeth, as if he was enduring the extreme pain, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.    

"Ahh!"    

After a while, he finally could not hold it in anymore and howled.    

But right at that moment, Wu Hao struck out with his palm again, instantly sending his weak body flying.    

"Heh, you are nothing more than that!"    

Wu Hao said to him in disdain.    

"You – puchi!"    

Huang Qitian was immediately angered by his words to the point of spitting out blood.    

Wu Hao did not care about whether he lived or died, and turned and slammed his palm towards the Heaven and Earth Flag, following a series of cracking sounds, the Heaven and Earth Flag shattered. Jia Ren and Yun Zhonghe who were inside the Infinity Slaughtering Formation of the Heaven and Earth Flag instantly felt the pressure on their bodies lighten, and the surroundings returned to normal.    

Huang Qitian, who had fallen on the ground in the distance and was spewing blood from his mouth, witnessed this scene.    

The next moment.    

Without even thinking about it, he jumped up from the ground, turned around, and prepared to flee.    

However, also the moment he jumped up from the ground, and was prepared to escape, Wu Hao who had his back facing him, suddenly warned him in a low voice: "If you don't want to die, obediently stand there and don't move, or be-"    

Before he finished speaking, Huang Qitian had already ran away, thinking that there was something wrong with listening to what you have to say, if he did not leave now, how long would it take?    

However, his thoughts were very bountiful, but the reality was very hard.    

Just as he was about to turn and run, Wu Hao let out a cold laugh. With a wave of his hand, the golden Power of Thunder Soul surged towards his back.    

Huang Qitian who was frantically escaping noticed something strange behind him. As he was running away, he could not help but turn his head to take a look, and immediately felt like he was scared out of his wits by the scene behind him.    

"No …."    

In that instant!    

He bellowed almost unwillingly, and was immediately swallowed by the sky full of golden Power of Thunder Soul.    

"Boom ~ ~ ~"    

The sound of thunder rumbled through the air. After the golden Power of Thunder Soul s dispersed into the air, a huge crater of charred flesh appeared on the spot. The crater's bottom half was buried by a person who was charred like fire.    

To describe him as a person, it was more like a piece of charred coal that had been burned down in a great fire.    

Witnessing this scene, the citizens of Tianyun Capital were shocked and could not help but sigh in their hearts. To be able to survive after being struck by lightning to such a state, it was truly a miracle in the secular world.    

Of course, this matter was undoubtedly because Wu Hao had held back. There was naturally a great use for him not to kill the other party.    

"Little Fatty, are you alright?" Wu Hao immediately asked Jia Ren.    

"Thank you Brother Wu for your concern, I, Little Fatty, am alright!" After Jia Ren recovered his original form, he replied like this.    

"It's good that you're fine. Go and bring him back. Remember not to kill him. I still have a lot of use for him!" Wu Hao immediately instructed him.    

"Alright!"    

Jia Ren replied as he walked towards the charred pit with a swagger.    

Wu Hao then turned his head and looked at Yun Zhonghe, who was not far away from him.    

A faint smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with meaning.    

Yun Zhonghe realized that he was looking at his, and immediately smiled kindly as he walked over. When he got near, he cupped his fists and greeted: "greets the Wu Family's Young Patriarch!"