Martial Soul: Be a Saint

This was the shock raised in Jia Yi's heart the moment he witnessed Wu Hao's actions.    

Subconsciously, he raised his hand and waved it in front of him once more. The same golden light screen suddenly appeared, and like a water ripple, it appeared between him and Wu Hao.    

This defensive screen was a type of Ancient secret defensive technique that he had obtained by luck, its defensive power was extremely shocking. In the face of an opponent who was of the same or an entire realm above him, as long as he succeeded in using this kind of secret defensive technique, he would be invincible.    

This was because its defensive characteristic was the rebound.    

The more powerful your attack is, the more powerful the recoil would be. Just like how Jia Ren fell to the stage earlier, when he punched out with all his might, the recoil would be extremely powerful, but in the end, he was completely repelled by the golden light screen formed by the secret defensive technique.    

Jia Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the secret defensive technique that he had used finally forming a golden light barrier in front of him.    

As long as he had it, no matter how strong Wu Hao was, he wouldn't be able to create any trouble.    

But before he could rejoice for too long, Wu Hao, who was flying over, did not punch him. Instead, he moved his fingers quickly, forming many mystical prints on his finger tip.    

In an instant!    

Without waiting for him to react, Wu Hao had already formed a seal and pressed his palm on the golden light barrier.    

However, with a "bo" sound, this golden light screen, which had an astonishing defensive power, instantly shattered like a thin piece of paper.    

"What, how is this possible …"    

Witnessing this scene, Jia Yi was stunned on the spot, his heart filled with disbelief.    

This was an Ancient secret defensive technique, its defensive power was astonishing beyond compare, and no one had ever been able to break through it before, so why was it that he, Wu Hao, could break through it so easily?    

What kind of seal did he use in that instant? Why was it that even though the defensive screen he used was so powerful, it was like a thin piece of paper?    

Jia Yi could not understand, and his heart raced.    

However, he didn't even have time to react.    

"Whiz!"    

A gust of wind swept over, and in an instant, an afterimage flashed, and before Jia Yi could react, Wu Hao had already pressed his palm on his chest.    

Bang!    

A huge sound echoed out from Jia Yi's chest, accompanied by a sudden burst of golden light. In an instant, his entire body was sent flying by Wu Hao's palm, and even when he was in the air, he let out a stuffy groan.    

"Stinking brat, be careful …"    

"Nephew Wu, be careful …"    

"Brother Wu, be careful …"    

However, it was also at this time that a few reminders rang beside Wu Hao's ears at almost the same time, causing him to subconsciously release his soul consciousness.    

Swish!    

Behind him, Jia Zhenlin actually wielded his sword and with the force of a thunderbolt, he cleaved down at an astonishing speed.    

What was even more shocking was the sharp white sword qi that was almost transparent.    

Swish!    

Witnessing the powerful Sword Qi coming towards him, Wu Hao almost subconsciously dodged to the side.    

The translucent sword Qis seemed to be close to his shoulders as they swept past.    

BOOM!    

In the next moment, the sword Qi slammed into the ground, producing a deafening sound. It was accompanied by Shi Potian's earth-shattering power as smoke and dust filled the air.    

Jia Zhenlin's expression was extremely wooden, like a puppet. After missing his first strike, the treasure sword in his hand released a sword lotus which once again swept towards his.    

Wu Hao retreated further, the black dazzle in his eyes flashed at the same time, he activated spying ability and looked towards Jia Zhenlin's sea of consciousness.    

He only saw that deep within Jia Zhenlin's consciousness, there was a grey imprint, imprisoning his soul consciousness, and his entire body was not under the control of the spirit soul consciousness.