The strongest training system

Chapter 278
Wang Hao and Jia Houwei climbed towards the Falcon Terrace, and the stipulated time was running out.

Wang Hao secretly operated the Jiulong Jue, and the energy consumed last night was rapidly recovering.

The higher one climbs, the stronger the trembling of the mountains, even greater than the fluctuations produced during the duel between Wang Hao and Zhao Jun the day before yesterday.

Wang Hao is very sure that Zhao Jun has materialized the bloodline!

Jia Houwei said in a deep voice: "Miss Rabbit, you don't want to die, otherwise, who am I, Jia Houwei, looking for for revenge?!"

When the two climbed to the middle of the mountain, they suddenly saw more than [-] people rushing down the mountain, one of them glanced at Wang Hao and Jia Houwei, and shouted: "Young Master Zhuo is angry, are you going up to die now? !"

"Young master of the Zhuo family?"

Wang Hao and Jia Houwei have been living in the realm of ice and snow, and they don't know much about geniuses in other fields. They have never heard of who the son of the Zhuo family is.

However, from the terrified expressions on the faces of other people, it can be seen that this young master of the Zhuo family has an extraordinary background and is so powerful that he can force more than thirty geniuses off the Falcon Terrace.

Wang Hao glanced at Jia Houwei, and saw that Jia Houwei looked resolute and climbed the mountain faster.

"Fat man?"

Jia Houwei chuckled, "Boss, Jia Houwei is determined to take this troubled water. If that chick is killed by others, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Wang Hao nodded, and the speed of his feet increased by three points. Jia Houwei had a demon in his heart. If he couldn't solve it, his martial arts path would be affected. He didn't want his brother to suffer from it.

Besides, although he and Zhao Jun have known each other for a short time, they appreciate each other's heroic feelings. Although they are not familiar with each other, they are still willing to make this friend.

When a friend is in trouble, how can he stand by and watch?
"boom!"

Just as the two charged towards the top of the mountain, the Falcon Terrace suddenly trembled more violently, and huge boulders rolled down the mountain.

"Fatty, fly up!"

Following Wang Hao's shout, the two of them jumped into the air at the same time!

Wang Hao and Jia Houwei crossed the mountain and finally saw the scene of the Falcon Terrace. The ground of the Falcon Terrace had become broken, and the Titan King was covered with ice crystals and frost, and fell down unwillingly!

The figure of the King of Titans slowly dissipated, Zhao Jun, whose blood soul was scattered, vomited blood, fell to the ground, and was caught by Rou Ling.

Geng Jian had passed out, life and death were unknown, Rou Ling's puppets were all destroyed and scattered all over the place.

And the culprit of everything is a young man with an angry face. The young man is about 27 or [-] years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes. At this moment, he is staring at Rou Ling with contemptuous eyes, without even looking at Zhao Jun.

"Stinky bitch, dare to ruin my Zhuo Bufan's engagement, go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Bufan took a sword casually, and the sword aura from the sword edge, with icy frosty aura, turned into a white light and slashed towards Rouling.

Rou Ling wanted to resist, but the injuries on her body hindered her actions. She could only watch helplessly as Baishuang's sword qi slashed towards herself and Zhao Jun.

Her eyes were full of despair, she could only wait for death to come, but at this moment, a figure landed in front of him.

"Blade from Dust!"

Aotian Kuangdao instantly tore Baishuang's sword energy into pieces, leaving only a trace of cold air in the air.

Rou Ling's eyes widened. She really couldn't think of anyone who would save her on the falcon stage.

The person in front of her turned around, and Rou Ling realized that the one who saved her was the fat man who was tortured by her the day before yesterday!

Jia Houwei showed a confident smile, "Little girl, you are not allowed to die before I get revenge!"

Wang Hao landed beside Rou Ling, and threw a pill into Rou Ling's hand.

"This is a healing elixir, you should feed it to Jun Zhao first."

Rou Ling hurriedly stuffed the elixir into Zhao Jun's mouth. Zhao Jun took a deep breath and woke up slowly.

Seeing Wang Hao, Zhao Jun nodded gratefully, her voice was weak: "Be careful with Zhuo Bufan, he is very strong, I can't even force his blood soul out..."

Wang Hao's expression froze. He had personally experienced Zhao Jun's strength. Although he defeated Zhao Jun, he still used the Dragon God Transformation as his trump card, but Zhuo Bufan didn't even call out the Bloodline Soul, so he Defeated Zhao Jun who solidified the blood of the Titan King!

"Shu!" "Shu!" "Shu!"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed reached Wang Hao and Jia Houwei's ears. Behind Zhuo Bufan, three people stepped out and pointed their swords at Wang Hao and Jia Houwei.

Obviously, Zhuo Bufan still has companions, and they are not weak!

What surprised Wang Hao even more was that besides Zhuo Bufan and them, there was also a white-haired man in white, standing on the edge of the Falcon Terrace, watching them fight indifferently.

This person's white hair was wrapped in a strand of white cloth, and a white sword was hung on his waist, and his body was not stained with the slightest dust.

But it was such a man dressed in otherworldly and otherworldly ways, but Wang Hao felt a terrible bloody aura from him!The intensity of this bloody aura even surpassed that of Longyuan Sword!
Wang Hao subconsciously compared this man with Zhuo Bufan in his mind, and it turned out that he would rather fight with Zhuo Bufan than fight this mysterious man.

The man didn't seem interested in getting involved with them, just watching indifferently.

Zhuo Bufan's face was very ugly, he stared at Jia Houwei who had broken his sword energy, and said angrily: "Boy, are you courting death?"

Jia Houwei was naturally fearless, seeing Zhuo Bufan's arrogant tone, he retorted with sarcasm.

"Which onion are you?!"

Jia Houwei's counterattack made Zhuo Bufan stunned for a moment, and then he laughed angrily, "Okay! Okay! Okay! If you dare to say who I am, Zhuo Bufan, you are number one!"

Jia Houwei said indifferently: "Zhuo Bufan? How come you look different from ordinary people? Why didn't I see it? Don't you have a butthole? Oh, I have to take a good look at it. Be good, give it to the uncle. Pants off!"

Wang Hao smiled wryly, he had never seen anyone who could win Jia Houwei with his quick tongue, this fat man was born with venomous teeth, even if he couldn't beat you, he could still curse you to death.

Sure enough, Zhuo Bufan's face turned from white to red, and finally from red to purple when he heard Jia Houwei's swear words without dirty words.

"Kill this fat man!"

With an order, the three people behind Zhuo Bufan shot instantly, and the three long swords turned into three silver lights, pointing directly at Jia Houwei's forehead, throat and heart!

Jia Houwei's expression became gloomy, he clenched the Aotian Kuangdao with both hands, and activated the supernatural power to leave the dust.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The two short knives suddenly became blurred. This is the expression of the blade turning into Lichen and trembling at a high speed!

The strength of the opponent was astonishing, Wang Hao didn't choose to watch the battle this time, he started with the Longyuan Sword, and he slashed at the three of them without hesitation!

"cut!"

Wang Hao stopped the two of them with a sword, while the third person rushed towards Jia Houwei.

Jia Houwei licked his parched lips. The other party was at the second level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, which was higher than him. If he fought head-on, he would most likely be at a disadvantage.

If it was the past, Jia Houwei would definitely not choose to fight head-on with the enemy, but now it is different, what he fights against the enemy is no longer a pair of fists, but the proud sword that Wang Hao has spent all his energy building for him!

"bring it on!"

Jia Houwei and the enemy slashed each other twelve times in the blink of an eye, and then the two separated.

Of the twelve attacks, eleven of them were sword collisions, and the last one was slashing at each other's body.

The only difference is that the enemy's sword hit Jia Houwei's arm, but Jia Houwei's knife was cut empty.

However, on Jia Houwei's face, there was a smile of success. He was covering his injured right shoulder, and there was a very thin white silk thread on the blade of the knife in his left hand, extending towards the direction of the enemy.

The Lichen used to make the Aotian Mad Saber is the finest Lichen that Jia Houwei can make, so it can naturally be used to launch his ultimate move - Wrapping Fingers!

In other words, after Jia Houwei has the Aotian Mad Saber, he no longer needs to work hard to gather the ultra-fine Lichen needed to use the ultimate move!
The martial artist who fought against Jia Houwei was still insinuating Jia Houwei's overreaching, but when he saw a white strand ten times thinner than a hair floating in front of his eyes, his face showed a horrified expression .

The white silk is too slender, looming in the air, and the sunlight reflects seven colors of light, like a miniature rainbow.

He wanted to tear off the silk thread, but suddenly found that when his fingers touched the thread, the thread passed through his palm!out of reach!
"Is it a hallucination?!"

His illusion was soon shattered, only to hear Jia Houwei softly said: "The art of leaving the dust, wrap your fingers softly!"

The silk thread condensed from Lichen suddenly tightened, Jia Houwei lightly swung the knife, and the thread condensed from Lichen turned into the fastest sharp weapon in the world, cutting off the enemy's head!

Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He had been evaluating the strength of the two of them. In his opinion, Wang Hao's strength was not bad. As for Jia Houwei, he could crush him to death with one finger.

However, it was this fat man who didn't pay attention to him, who quietly killed his subordinates!
What made him feel even more embarrassing was that until the corpses of his subordinates were lying on the ground, he didn't see exactly what kind of method Jia Houwei used to kill people without interest!
The moment Zhuo Bufan was distracted, Wang Hao suddenly exploded!
While holding the two of them back, Wang Hao has been observing Zhuo Bufan's every move from the corner of his eyes. Although he has not yet fought against Zhuo Bufan, he can infer the general strength of the opponent from Zhao Jun's defeat.

The conflict between the two sides is already inevitable, and if you want to fight Zhuo Bufan, you must first cut off the opponent's wings!

Wang Hao deliberately hides his strength and fights with Zhuo Bufan's two subordinates just to confuse Zhuo Bufan and make him disdain to do it himself, while Jia Houwei kills another subordinate and makes Zhuo Bufan lose his mind for a moment. Chance!

"Blood soul!"

Wang Hao's aura suddenly exploded, and blood mist condensed on his body, like a burning red flame!
The evil spirit surged from the Longyuan sword, and Wang Hao's speed suddenly doubled. Before the two warriors in front of him could react, they felt a chill in their chests and lost all their strength.

"cut!"

The bodies of the two slowly collapsed to the ground without any sound, Zhuo Bufan's three subordinates were all dead!
(End of this chapter)