If he hadn't seen the wolf carrying the giant blade, Shen Hao wouldn't have sensed the other person's existence at all, as if the other person only existed in his vision but not in his perception. He didn't even feel that groups of soldiers were being killed by the other side.
The three guards guarded Shen Hao behind him as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They even held him back without Shen Hao reacting.
I don't know if it was Shen Hao's luck, but the wolf didn't even look at Shen Hao. Instead, he bared his teeth and looked up at the towering tower in the army.
"Ouch!"
With a wolf howl, the wolf clan member exerted his strength and jumped up, flying down from the wall of the village, and then rushed towards the tower like a hurricane, setting off a field of broken limbs and broken arms wherever he passed, anyone who dared to stop him All the people were chopped to pieces by the giant blade in an instant, even if they were wearing magical armor, it would be of no avail.
Shen Hao didn't dare to move at this moment. He could feel a crushing strength gap. It seemed that the wolf could kill him with just a move of his fingers, but the three guards in front of him couldn't. Block the opponent even slightly.
"That is?"
"Xuanhai Realm Body Cultivation!" Shen Hao was not the only one who was frightened. The three guards also had the feeling of surviving a disaster, and continued: "They are going for Cheng Jinhou! He is going to suffer!"
Only Shen Hao still had a different emotion in his heart, which was "speechless". Because just when I saw the wolf clan member, the black beast tattoo on his chest actually jumped a few times.
This is really greedy and greedy! Shen Hao was stunned for a moment and then cursed in his heart. He felt that Black Beast Tattoo was a scam. It's okay to drool over the souls of the barbarian monks who died in his hands. After all, for Black Beast Tattoo, it is considered as giving up "food" to the mouth. But the wolf clan carrying the giant blade just now was also "food"? Shen Hao sneered at the reaction of the black beast tattoo from the bottom of his heart, and even couldn't complain.
However, this idea only circulated in his mind, and then was thrown away by Shen Hao, because he now faced a choice: leave, or stay.
"Shen Hao, leave quickly! Cheng Jinhou is dead, and the military stronghold cannot be defended!"
Shen Hao still shook his head: "No. It is the military order to guard the stronghold wall. You cannot leave until the stronghold is broken."
In fact, Shen Hao himself couldn't explain why he was so confident in Cheng Jinhou, but he had his own little calculation. If Cheng Jinhou dies, the military stronghold will be in chaos once it is broken. He has Earth Escape in hand and his aura is far longer than ordinary monks. He can still avoid it by relying on Earth Escape and he is not in a hurry.
To put it bluntly, even if you want to run, you have to see that Cheng Jinhou is really dead, otherwise you won't be able to run.
The three guards tried to persuade them, but the towering tower behind them suddenly collapsed. In the smoke and dust, the wolf holding the giant blade could be seen maintaining a slashing posture.
There was a burst of howling, the sound directly hit the brain and made the head dizzy.
"Are you a music cultivator?" He actually has the characteristics of a music cultivator like Ning Ziyi who Shen Hao had encountered.
"It's not music cultivation, but special sound stimulation, a kind of ability to control the body to the extreme."
Sound control? Shen Hao didn't understand at first, but then he thought of the explanation of sound in another world, "vibration and sound waves", and he understood it at once. I also suddenly gained a new understanding of the methods of physical cultivation. It turns out that physical training is not just about being strong enough, but also being used to the extreme.
"It's over. Cheng Jinhou can't survive."
"No! Look, who is that person next to Cheng Jinhou?"
The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing the figure in the collapsed tower. Cheng Jinhou was indeed not dead, and he didn't even have any scars on his body. The forceful swing of the knife just now was aimed at him, but someone blocked it for him.
Not only Cheng Jinhou, but everyone on the tower showed their figures after the smoke cleared. They found something wrong and wanted to defend Cheng Jinhou, but were waved away.
"Elder Xuan is here, so you don't have to worry." Cheng Jinhou said with a calm expression.
Shen Hao tried his best to look around. He couldn't hear Cheng Jinhou's words, but when he saw that the man protecting Cheng Jinhou after the smoke cleared, wasn't he one of the few people who held the flag to help Cheng Jinhou command and pass the order? Although Shen Hao did not remember the specific appearance of the man, he remembered the man's clothes clearly. Moreover, there were still several flags hanging around the man's waist at this time.
In addition to the flag on his waist, the "flag officer" also had a simple-looking long sword in his hand.
After that, both sides didn't speak and just started fighting together.
It was strange that Shen Hao took the time to watch the two masters in the military camp fight, but it felt like a competition between ordinary warriors. There was no sign of surging true energy, no unparalleled destructive power, and even the range of movement of the body was limited to a small open space.
It wasn't until he found that the wolf stepped on a large shield of weapons scattered on the ground while moving, that the thick shield disappeared in an instant as if it was vaporized, that he realized that perhaps this was another level of fighting. , Shen Hao cannot understand it at all with his current cultivation level.
Even Shen Hao couldn't help but think, why did the wolf tribe fight in this way with the sword cultivator who had hidden his identity and suddenly became violent? Wouldn't it be more beneficial to him to be open and close?
Maybe the wolves couldn't help themselves.
Also, after watching it for a while, Shen Hao felt that the rhythm of the sword cultivator's sword skills was very familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before. He thought quickly and quickly remembered it.
When I watched the fight between Nie Yun and Fairy Qingwan at Chang Baifeng, this was the swordsmanship Fairy Qingwan used at the critical moment. It's just that now this sword cultivator can use it far more smoothly than Fairy Qingwan, as if it were made in heaven. No matter how the giant blade in the wolf clan's hand is swung, it can be easily taken away by the long sword, and then with a single stroke of the sword, he can turn the wolf clan monk into the enemy. You have to support your left side and your right side.
"So strong! This is where the ultimate sword intent is enveloped in the surrounding area, preventing any trace of power from leaking out, and creating its own energy space of heaven and earth. This is the legendary "domain"?! Who is that person?"
"Who else could it be? He can use his sword moves to know all the enemy's opportunities, and he also has the strength to suppress Xuanhai Realm monks. There are only a handful of such people in the Jingjiu Dynasty."
"You mean, the senior from Wanjuan Shushan?"
"Yeah. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who has this kind of strength."
"But isn't that senior supposed to be in charge of the Wuhu Army? Why does he appear here?"
Suddenly, an ordinary sword stabbed straight in the distance. The speed didn't seem to be very fast, but it stabbed the wolf monk's chest in such a weird way. But the wolf monk stood motionless in a daze. The aura on his body dissipated quickly and he fell to the ground like a corpse.
