Wang Hao couldn't help laughing when he saw that he had succeeded in the blow, and then drove the Yanhuo Sword to slash towards Nangong with another sword.

"Wang Hao, you want Lao Tzu's life, right?" Nangong Hate kept panting because he was seriously injured, and said angrily, "Then I want to see if you die first or I die first!"

After Nangong hated to speak, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the blood hating knife. The Blood Hate Knife instantly emitted a dazzling red light, and then slashed through the sky at an astonishing speed, slashing towards Wang Hao.

Regarding the attack of the four people except Wang Hao, Nangong Hate didn't even care. He wanted to exchange his life for Wang Hao's life, anyway, he was probably dead today.

Wang Hao's face changed greatly when he saw this scene, and he couldn't laugh anymore. He hurriedly drove the Flame Sword back to his side, but how could the speed of the Flame Sword catch up, the speed of the red light that had been turned into red light by the Blood Hate Knife that devoured Nangong's Hate Essence Blood?

Seeing that it was too late to recall the Flame Sword, Wang Hao had no choice but to cast a spell and condense a white shield composed of aura in front of him. Then he sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the white shield, and saw that the aura on the white shield rose violently, and the white shield seemed to become stronger.

However, whether this white shield can block Nangong Hate's knife, Wang Hao is not sure at all.

Su Ping'an and the four of them were angry when they saw Nangong hate, and they wanted to kill Wang Hao, and their performances were different.

The corners of Chao Tianlang's mouth hooked up a sneer, he and Wang Hao had been rivals for many years in Tianzhaomen, looking at each other unpleasantly, he dreamed that Wang Hao would die, and he would definitely not save Wang Hao. He drove the flying sword to continue to slash at Nangong Hate, and even worried that Nangong Hate would be distracted by his attack and unable to kill Wang Hao, the speed and power of the sword he slashed were much weaker than before.

Abbreviated as a paddling sword.

Tu Tianwei and Wang Hao are both from Hanmen, so it is naturally impossible not to see death without help. If he didn't save him when he saw death, so many people were watching, if someone reported to Senior Brother Han when he returned to the sect, he would not be able to explain it to Senior Brother Han at all.

He did not stop driving the flying sword to attack Nangong Hate, but pinched the law with his hand, driving the white folding fan in his hand to turn into a white light and fly towards Wang Hao. But the speed of this white light was much, much slower than the speed of Nangong Hate's Blood Hate Knife, and it would definitely not be able to save Wang Hao.

However, whether he can save Wang Hao or not is not the point for him, the point is that as long as he tries to save it, so that he will see Senior Brother Han when he goes back, even if Senior Brother Han blames him, he will have a statement.

Although Zhan Ding and Wang Hao are not all the way, as fellow brothers, he doesn't want to watch Wang Hao be killed. If Wang Hao was killed by Nangong Hate, even if they killed Nangong Hate, they couldn't say how much they earned this time.

However, he weighed the pros and cons, and found that the speed of Nangong Hate's Hate Blood Knife was too fast, and he didn't have time to rescue Wang Hao at all, so he drove the flying sword with all his strength to kill Nangong Hate.

Even if it's too late to save Wang Hao, you have to kill Nangong Hate first!

And Su Ping'an, without hesitation, condensed the Haoyang Sword into a golden sword light, driving the golden sword light to stop the Blood Hatred Knife to rescue Wang Hao.

Haoyang Sword, Nine Rank Spirit Weapon, Metallic Flying Sword. After Su Ping'an returned to Tianzhaomen from Kailin City, he used most of the spirit stones and wind slashing swords he had obtained from killing people and goods to exchange for this Haoyang Sword in Tianzhaofang City, and Su Ping'an's strength was also increased by one percent because of this Haoyang Sword.

As a result, among the four people who besieged Nangong Hat, only Zhan Ding was struggling to attack and kill Nangong Hat. Of the other three people, one was pretending to paddle, and the other two chose to rescue Wang Hao.

Nangong Hate's Blood Hate Knife had already flown in front of Wang Hao in an instant, hitting the white shield in front of Wang Hao. After a stalemate, the white shield that Wang Hao had pinned his hopes on was shattered by the Hatred Blood Knife.

The Blood Hatred Knife was no longer hindered, and continued to slash at Wang Hao.

However, in the brief moment of the stalemate between the white shield and the Hate Blood Knife, the golden sword light transformed by the Haoyang Sword had already flown in, entangled with the red light turned by the Nangong Hate Blood Knife.

During the struggle, Wang Hao's Flame Sword and Tu Tianwei's White Folding Fan had also flown in, and the three of them worked together to repel the blood light turned by Nangong's Hate Blood Knife.

On the other side, the flying swords of Zhan Ding and Chaotian Lang had already bombarded Nangong Hat.

Nangong shouted unwillingly, and the spiritual power in his body burst out, condensing into a layer of white spiritual power shield on the surface of his body. At the same time, a layer of bright red light appeared on the surface of Nangong Hat's body, as if a layer of red paint was plated on the surface of the body.

The red light that emerged from Nangong Hate's body was the secret technique in the body refining technique he had cultivated, and after this secret technique was cast, it could greatly improve the defense of the physical body in a short period of time. The cost is that the consumption of aura is huge.

Zhan Ding's flying sword slammed into the white spiritual power shield, and the shield shattered instantly, and Nangong Hate was blasted out. Then the flying sword of the chaotic waves flew and stabbed Nangong Hate in the abdomen.

However, this sword was blocked by the red light on the surface of Nangong Hat's body, and it only stabbed about two inches before its strength was exhausted, and it was taken back by Chaotianlang.

"Nangong hate, I didn't expect you to actually cultivate the art of body refining!" said Chao Tianlang in surprise.

Nangong Hate cultivated the art of body refining, and the red light on the surface of his body blocked most of the power of Zhan Ding and the Chaotic Sky Wave Flying Sword, and he was fatally injured by this, but he was not dead, but only seriously injured.

The other side.

"Senior Brother Su, thank you for saving your life. Wang Hao looked at Su Ping'an and said gratefully. If Su Ping'an's flying sword hadn't arrived in time just now, he would have been slashed to death by Nangong Hate just now.

Wang Hao is a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, although he is not a teacher of Wang Zhengqian, but since the last incident, the relationship between the disciples of Chaoyang Peak and the disciples of Xiaozhufeng has been very tense, he did not expect Su Ping'an to save him.

"Senior Brother Wang, you're welcome. Su Ping'an said: "We are all brothers in the same sect, and it should be so." ”

"Okay!" Wang Hao said, and suddenly the hostility in his heart towards the disciples of Xiao Zhufeng's first line disappeared in an instant.

Nangong Hate was blown away by Zhan Ding's flying sword again, was seriously injured, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into a big hole.

At this time, the Blood Hate Knife had already flown back to Nangong Hate's side, and the blade was already dim.

Nangong Hate held the Hate Blood Knife in his hand and struggled to stand up, at this moment, Nangong Hate was already at the end of the crossbow, Su Ping'an and the five of them, anyone could easily take his life.

Even if it has reached such a situation, Nangong Hate still raised his head, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

It's a pity that he couldn't kill Wang Hao, a bastard!

"Brother Nangong, let me send you on your way. Rantian Lang said.

"Senior Brother Chao, let me come!" Wang Hao stretched out his hand to stop the chaotic waves, with a hideous smile on his face, driving the Flame Sword to slash at Nangong Hatred, who had no trace of resistance.

"Stop!"

A coquettish shout came, and then a paper umbrella that exuded pink flew in, stretched out in front of Nangong Hat, guarding Nangong Hat.