Martial Soul: Be a Saint

1Jia Zhenlin who was extremely unlucky, suddenly realized that he had been locked on by an indescribably powerful aura.     0

    

The movement of his fist stopped in the air, and his entire body seemed to have frozen on the spot.    

    

In an instant.    

    

As expected, the thick lightning bolts landed on his body.    

    

"Boom ~ ~ ~"    

    

The berserk Power of Thunder Soul instantly destroyed his clothes, burning the skin all over his body until it was charred black. Her long hair even turned into a ball of fire in an instant, emitting green smoke.    

    

In the blink of an eye.    

    

The skin split open and blood mixed with gore gushed out.    

    

Ahh!    

    

A heart-wrenching scream resounded through the sky, spreading into the distance and not fading for a long time.    

    

The spectators couldn't help but gasp.    

    

Looking at the domineering look on Wu Hao's face, in that instant, he revered Wu Hao and exploded out from the bottom of his heart.    

    

Powerful warrior!    

    

This was a truly powerful expert, a peerless expert that could be suppressed by someone above his level.    

    

At the very least, he could run amuck in the mundane world with his methods!    

    

On this day, Wu Hao became famous in the Central Region.    

    

His reputation instantly spread far and wide, and he was admired by countless people.    

    

It was night!    

    

The Jia Residence was brightly lit, the suona sounds resonated under the night sky, and the Jia family higher ups decorated the spirit hall for Duan Xue. On this night, all of the Jia family members gathered at the spirit hall to watch over Duan Xue, the First Lady of the Jia family.    

    

On the other hand, Wu Hao who had experienced the great battle during the day was currently in a secret room of the Jia family, cultivating in seclusion.    

    

During the day, he battled with such a strong opponent like Jia Zhenlin, and this allowed Wu Hao to touch the threshold of the third sky of Martial Master Realm.    

    

Now, he was trying to break through this level.    

    

With the goal of breaking through, he wanted to fight Jia Zhenlin. This was his original intention.    

    

Otherwise, Wu Hao would not bother to ask about the Jia Family. Jia Zhenlin was not the real mastermind, and leaving or not leaving did not have much meaning.    

    

The night was getting darker, Wu Hao's accumulated Martial Yuan was getting stronger, looking like it was about to break through.    

    

At the same time.    

    

Outside the Jia family residence, several black shadows could be seen wandering around in the darkness, closely watching one of the secret rooms in the Jia family residence.    

    

This secret room was tightly sealed by the Jia family guard, and the person locked inside was naturally the death warrior.    

    

"Master has said that no matter what, we must not let Ling Feng speak!"    

    

"Captain, what should we do?"    

    

"In a while, all of you will be in charge of luring the Jia family guard away, I will take this opportunity to save Ling Feng!"    

    

"Yes, captain!"    

    

In the darkness, the numerous black figures conversed in a low voice.    

    

They were naturally the Death Soldiers trained by the original killer Leng Feng.    

    

During the day, the Black Death Soldier that Jia Ren and Wu Hao had taken down codenamed name Ling Feng, was one of their people.    

    

Ling Feng knew about the mysterious valley as well as the existence of Jia Yi.    

    

Thus, the few of them had already received Jia Yi's orders. No matter what price they had to pay to have Ling Feng shut his mouth, or to save or to kill, they would all be under his control.    

    

Sou sou sou!    

    

The sound of wind blew, and the Jia family guard who were closely guarding suddenly felt several strong gusts of wind. Borrowing the darkness of the night, they looked over, and when they saw the cold beams of light, they quickly tore through the air to attack.    

    

"It's here, use all your strength to defend!"    

    

The captain of the Jia family guard, Jia Fan, stared fixedly at the numerous cold lights that were shooting at him, his face suddenly darkened as he warned in a low voice.    

    

"Clang, clang, clang ~ ~ ~"    

    

Just as Jia Fan finished speaking, the blade and sword in Jia family guard's hand had already left its sheath and spun out to slash.    

    

For a time, a cold light glimmered in the night sky, emitting a resplendent silver light.    

    

"Nail, nail, nail, nail ~ ~ ~"    

    

In the blink of an eye, several darts were shot down by them.    

    

But right at this time, close to five black figures flew over, the five evil ghost scimitar s released a sharp blade aura, spinning and slashing towards them.    

    

"Huff, huff ~ ~ ~"    

    

"Clink, clink, clink ~ ~ ~"    

    

In an instant, the sound of a saber breaking through the air and colliding with metal brought about countless sparks as they blossomed in the night sky.    

    

The leader of the Jia family guard, Jia Fan, vigilantly swept his gaze across the entire audience, and very quickly, his eyes locked onto a black figure that looked like a ghost, floating erratically in the air.    

    

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"    

    

In the next moment, he almost subconsciously shot it out.    

    

"Clank ~ ~ ~"