Martial Soul: Be a Saint

As he waved his thick arm in the air, countless dark gray spatial ripples appeared on the surface, forming a vacuum defense layer that blocked off all the killing intent. Boom!    

Once he transformed into the Fiendgod Primordial Chaos, not only would his attack be strong, his defensive power would also be extremely strong.    

On the other side, Yun Zhonghe had turned into a Nine Clouds White Crane. He was floating in the air, his entire body wrapped up in a transparent bubble.    

"Haha, I'd like to see how long you guys can last. Truly, tigers don't show off their might. Do you think I'm a sick cat?!"    

Royal-cloak youth Huang Qitian saw Jia Ren and Yun Zhonghe who were trapped within the Heaven and Earth Flag's killing formation and was overjoyed. He could not help but laugh maniacally towards the sky.    

However —    

It was also at this moment that the distant Wu Hao took a step forward, instantly appearing in front of him.    

The voice was very light, but also very faint.    

This caused Huang Qitian, who was still laughing wildly, to suddenly stop, and when he looked down and saw another reckless A member of the Wu Clan, a playful smile immediately surfaced on his face.    

"Tsk tsk, boy, you should have escaped now. Staying here to mock me is not a good choice!" Huang Qitian rubbed his fists together, his face revealing a bewitching charm.    

"Heh —"    

Hearing that, Wu Hao laughed, but following that, his eyebrows twitched, and his voice sounded like a provocation: "Escape? Why should I run away? "    

"Not flee?" Then obediently surrender so that you won't suffer the physical pain later on. "    

"You must still be dreaming!" Or was there something wrong with his head? Should he say something so silly in the middle of the day? " Wu Hao revealed a face of ridicule, and ridiculed him in such a manner the moment he opened his mouth.    

"Brat, who are you calling stupid? Do you believe that I will beat you until you can't even recognize your mother?! " Huang Qitian, who was provoked by Wu Hao's words, could no longer hold it in and became furious.    

"I don't believe it!" Wu Hao continued to provoke him and at the same time, secretly paid attention to Jia Ren and that Yun Zhonghe's situation. After discovering that they were not in danger at the moment, he finally relaxed.    

"If you don't believe me, then this young master will beat you until you believe me!" Huang Qitian's face revealed an ominous look, he took a step forward and instantly threw a punch, smashing straight towards Wu Hao's face.    

"Hehe …"    

Looking at this scene, Wu Hao chuckled once again. The Martial Essence in his body instantly transformed into lightning elemental energy, and around his body emerged a gold light, accompanied by a berserk Thunder Yuan Qi.    

"Beat me up. I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications to do so. It wouldn't be too much of a waste for your Imperial Majesty to come!" Wu Hao said in disdain.    

"Hmph, how arrogant!"    

Hearing that, Huang Qitian immediately sneered at him, and fiercely punched towards Wu Hao.    

"Arrogant?" Wu Hao immediately sneered, and once again said to him with contempt. "I think the one who is arrogant is you!"    

After he finished speaking, the lightning in his body instantly exploded.    

"Thunder Tyrant Fist!"    

"Boom ~ ~ ~"    

When the Lightning Tyrant Fist appeared, a sonic boom instantly resounded through the surrounding area.    

Sensing the explosive fist force from Wu Hao's fist, Huang Qitian was immediately scared pale white.    

Just as he was about to withdraw his fist, he realized that it was too late.    

Wu Hao's fist fiercely struck towards his fist, but before it could even touch him, he felt a tearing sensation on his fist, a burning sensation.    

At that moment.    

His heart instantly sank to the bottom.