Eastern Wo Clan
The orange colored whip shadow swept through the air like a peerless weapon, tearing apart the space and lashing onto Huang's sturdy chest. The centaur's powerful defense was like nothing as the power carried by the whip directly penetrated into its body, destroying it. Not only did it tear open a wound, it even exploded a puddle of blood from Huang's chest.
And there was more than one whip shadow. Aside from Yue Qianyang, every Blazing Sun Temple disciple had a whip shadow. Eight or nine whip shadows intertwined, forming a dense net of whips, lashing out alternately. Ah Huang's body exploded with blood mist, and its beast body was forced to retreat repeatedly.
The whips made from the stones of the Scorching Sun Mountain were obviously very effective against mutated beasts, completely ignoring their defense.
Roar!
Huang let out a roar. Its body was instantly covered in wounds, but the blood and pain didn't drive it away. Instead, the accumulated wounds made it even more berserk, as if its dignity was being trampled on.
"You guys go, don't worry about anything else."
Huang said in a human voice. No matter how much damage it suffered, it was still very hard to kill it. Qin Hao was different from Zhou Wudao. Humans were fragile after all.
Its angry roar attracted Ah Hei. Ah Hei gave up on killing Murong Zijun's subordinates and met up with them. The two terrifying hammer shadows were crazily swung by the centaur brothers. They only relied on the strength of their beast bodies to stir up an abnormally terrifying hurricane. The hurricane whistled, and the incomparably terrifying power shook the space to the point of buzzing. Once someone was sucked into the hurricane, they would definitely be smashed to pieces.
Facing the two powerful hurricanes, Yue Qianyang and the rest had an unsightly expression. They immediately scattered in all directions. Although they could wound the centaur, they couldn't take a single blow from the opponent. They wouldn't trade their lives with the demonic beasts.
"Let's go."
Qin Hao grabbed Zhou Wudao and used the Water Wind Step. The two ran towards the back of the mountain through the gap created by the disciples of the Scorching Sun Temple. After they escaped, Huang and Ah Hei would naturally retreat. If the two demonic beasts wanted to leave, no one would be able to stop them.
Qin Hao's speed was extremely fast. The disciples of the Blazing Sun Temple were pinned down and couldn't give chase. In the blink of an eye, Qin Hao had escaped from the battlefield. At this moment, the back of the mountain was the only way to escape. He absolutely couldn't go back.
The moment they left, the commotion finally attracted Xuanyuan Pingzhi's attention. He saw Zhou Wudao running away with Qin Hao, and Murong Zijun collapsed on the ground.
Xuanyuan Pingzhi had a bad premonition. He found it hard to believe, but he was more afraid. Xuanyuan Jie had arranged for him to protect Murong Zijun.
Now that the Crown Prince of Great Yan had fallen to the ground and Zhou Wudao had fled, it was not hard to figure out what had happened.
"Damn it, damn it …" Xuanyuan Pingzhi pounded his chest in frustration. He knew Xuanyuan Jie's temper very well. If he couldn't capture Qin Hao and Zhou Wudao, he definitely wouldn't be able to bear Xuanyuan Jie's wrath.
Glaring at Lei Jiao and the others, Xuanyuan Pingzhi waved his hand and led the rest of the family members in pursuit. In the process, they wisely avoided the two mad centaurs.
"Senior Brother, what should we do?"
A Judgement Hall disciple asked. His eyes were filled with intense hatred. They wanted to seize Qin Hao's inheritance, but not only did they fail, but they were also used by him.
Now, all of them were injured.
"Chase!"
Lei Jiao wouldn't let it go. Since he was born, he had never suffered such a loss. He was very unhappy. Damn it, he must chase after them. It didn't matter if he couldn't get the inheritance, he must see how Qin Hao would end up.
Lei Jiao and the others were like four fleas, following behind Xuanyuan Pingzhi's group.
"Senior Sister, what about us?" A girl from Water Jade Saint Empire asked.
"Is there a need to ask?"
Fairy Qian Ning's movement technique was like the wind as she chased after them. At this moment, she was in a sorry state. Her clothes were torn, revealing her snow-white skin.
That white-haired bastard, she must not let him go.
At this moment, Feng Qianli's group, the two from Heaven's Cliffs, and the Ghost Desolate land's martial artists also chased after them. However, after one of the Ghost Desolate land's martial artists was killed by Qin Hao, the remaining three lost one. They died in Xuanyuan Pingzhi's encirclement.
Assassins were good at assassinating in the dark, but in a frontal battle, especially when surrounded, they were restrained. They were not as strong as Lei Jiao who specialized in attacking.
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Coming down from the peak, Qin Hao, who had escaped from the fierce battle, didn't take a breather because he could clearly hear the pursuing footsteps behind him. At this moment, Zhou Wudao's condition was getting worse. His running strength had decreased by a lot. His whole body was being pulled by Qin Hao. It could be seen that the palm strike was very heavy. He must find a safe place to treat Zhou Wudao's injuries as soon as possible.
However, Qin Hao wasn't familiar with the situation at the back of the mountain. When he first entered the mountain, he didn't expect to retreat from the back of the mountain.
According to the plan, he and Zhou Wudao could easily kill Murong Zijun, which was proven to be the case.
However, Qin Hao neglected the people outside of the Xuanyuan Clan. Lei Jiao's strength, Yue Qianyang's disturbance, and many other forces had interfered and disrupted everything.
Now, the back of the mountain that he had never been to was the only exit.
The back of the mountain's terrain was also very complicated. The drifting fog was thicker than the front of the mountain. Relying on the fog barrier to hide, it should be easier to escape.
However, as they ran, Qin Hao suddenly stopped. His nerves were stretched taut as he looked around. His face became even more serious than before.
Murderous aura!
Zhou Wudao held his breath and didn't ask. As a genius among geniuses, his perception of danger was far superior to his peers. The fog was filled with an extremely dense murderous aura. There was actually someone lying in ambush here.
Could it be that they were also here for the inheritance?
While the two were pondering, several rays of light pierced through the fog. They were incomparably sharp and brought along a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Be careful."
Qin Hao straightened his body and moved his wrist. His sword was like a shadow, brandishing at a dazzling speed. Even if he couldn't release the Fleeting Sword Qi, the sword's speed wouldn't be slower than usual.
Ding Ding Ding …
The sword light clashed with the rays of light, producing a rapid and crisp sound. Objects were constantly obstructed and fell at Qin Hao's feet. Looking at the octagonal objects on the ground, Zhou Wudao said, "Concealed weapons."
Moreover, the concealed weapons used by the other party were extremely rare. From the shape, it didn't look like something used by the martial artists of the four regions.
Swish Swish Swish!
After a burst of dense rays of light, several chains flew out from the fog. The front end of each chain was embedded with a sharp claw that was shining with cold light. They were like the claws of an eagle as they smashed towards Qin Hao.
Zhou Wudao roared and chopped down at one of the chains. This chain was controlled extremely well, as if it had eyes. Although it was chopped in the middle by Zhou Wudao, this thing was incomparably hard and did not break. Instead, the claw was like a spirit snake that circled around in an arc and embedded itself into Zhou Wudao's shoulder. It dug into his flesh and locked into his shoulder blade.
A tearing pain came from his shoulder, and Zhou Wudao let out a muffled groan. Then, he gripped the chain tightly with one hand and tried to pull the other party out of the fog. However, the other party seemed to be stronger. In addition to Zhou Wudao's internal injuries, this pull didn't succeed. Instead, Zhou Wudao's body was dragged into the fog.
"Stop."
Qin Hao didn't care about the other attacks. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain that was about to hit Zhou Wudao. After which, his palm palace erupted as an incomparably turbulent energy gushed forth. With a tug, a figure emitted a cry of panic as he was pulled out from the clouds by Qin Hao.
This person didn't seem to have expected Qin Hao to be so strong. However, he didn't panic. As he flew over, he drew his slender saber and slashed at Qin Hao's abdomen.
"Eastern Japanese."
Seeing this person's appearance, Qin Hao couldn't help but widen his eyes. Anger instantly filled his eyes, and his expression was extremely ferocious. He blocked the attack with the Great Void Sword, and Zhou Wudao cooperated well. When Qin Hao blocked the other party, Zhou Wudao stabbed his sword directly into the chest of the Eastern Japanese martial artist. The sword twisted, and the internal organs were crushed.
This sword directly took the other party's life! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
At the same time, the other sharp claws flew out and accurately smashed into Qin Hao's body, sinking into his flesh. There was one on each of his shoulders and legs.
Swoosh!
Then, the people behind the chain exerted their strength together. Qin Hao suddenly stretched out his limbs and was pulled up in the air like the Chinese character "大".
"Qin Hao."
Zhou Wudao was anxious, but he didn't dare to act rashly. The material of the chain was very hard. He was injured and couldn't cut it. Moreover, if he acted rashly, he might hurt Qin Hao. Therefore, he could only watch.
"Do you have the inheritance of the Great Emperor?"
In the clouds, a jerky East Continent voice sounded. The person spoke with difficulty, and his spoken language was very awkward. However, it could be seen that he had put in a lot of effort to learn the language of the East Continent.
Then, a young man in a strange samurai suit walked over. He looked no different from the martial artists of the mainland, except that he was slightly shorter.
However, standing in front of the dignified Qin Hao, he didn't look weak at all. In fact, he even had a sense of superiority.
"Eastern Japanese."
Qin Hao stared at him coldly. His eyes were filled with disgust and hatred. "Are you from the Tokugawa family or the Toyotomi family?"
The young man was slightly stunned. He said calmly, "Toyotomi is dead. My name is Tokugawa Shinichi."
The Eastern Japanese were divided into two groups. The Tokugawa Shogunate ruled the North, and Toyotomi ruled the South.
Now, Toyotomi was dead, and Tokugawa was unified.
The Southern Region Divine Palace was not only famous among the ancient clans of the four regions. Similarly, the Eastern Japanese, who were at odds with the East Continent across the East Sea, also knew of its existence.
This time, Tokugawa Shinichi, who was from the Tokugawa family, led his family's samurai to enter the Divine Palace to become a Great Emperor and bring glory to the Eastern Japanese.
The task on his shoulders was very heavy. After all, Donwo was very small and located in the middle of the ocean. He did not know if it had been punished by the heavens, but it was often punished by natural disasters. Every time a natural disaster happened, many lives would be taken away. If they did not find a place to live, the Yamato clan would probably die out.
The East Continent was very rich, and it was the closest to the Eastern Japanese. It was the best place for them to migrate. The Eastern Japanese had always dreamed of invading the East Continent.
Unfortunately, they were too ambitious and weak. Not only were they unable to compete with the East Continent in terms of numbers, but even their Emperor-level experts were weaker than the East Continent.
Especially the East Continent's Daqin, which happened to be in the way of their invasion. Daqin stood at the top of the Divine Region. With the existence of this colossus, the Eastern Japanese suffered setbacks. The number of people who died at the hands of Daqin in the East Continent was countless.
However, their morale was quite good, and they continued to fight despite repeated defeats. Every time they gathered the strength they had accumulated for hundreds of years, they would launch a large-scale invasion, specifically targeting Great Qin in the Eastern Continent. It was as if conquering Great Qin was equivalent to conquering the entire world.
For thousands of years, the two sides had been fighting. If the Eastern Japanese didn't sneak attack the coastal residents of Daqin, then the Daqin launched a naval war and directly attacked the Eastern Japanese. They were sworn enemies.
Zhou Wudao stared coldly at Tokugawa Shinichi. The signs of the Divine Palace had attracted the Eastern Japanese warriors. Unfortunately, they were blocking his and Qin Hao's way out.
"You seem to hate me. From the depths of your eyes, I can feel a stronger hatred than other people from the East Continent. Could it be that you are from Daqin?" Tokugawa Shinichi asked Qin Hao.
Since he asked whether Qin Hao's surname was Tokugawa or Toyotomi, it was obvious that Qin Hao was no stranger to the Eastern Japanese. His ancestors might have even fought fiercely.
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Jiutian Divine Emperor.