Chapter 459: Voluntary Hostage

"Still trying to lie to me?"

Jiang Hao sneered, shot directly, slammed out a sword, aimed at the scholar, and slashed down.

He didn't have any reservations, and immediately used what he thought was the strangest and most impossible to block sword moves.

"One thought!"

It seemed to be just an ordinary sword-swinging, but on top of the wind iron sword in Jiang Hao's hand, there were pieces of white light drifting away, condensing into a golden sword qi, and there were ice, fire, wind, and thunder yuan power around him, and his power suddenly increased greatly!

"Huh?"

The scholar's face changed, and when he saw the golden sword qi flying out of Jiang Hao's wind iron sword, he suddenly became weak with fright, and he fled to the side with a strange scream.

"Don't, don't be rude, I just relied on Senior Brother You's treasure weapon to capture the demon python, if I rely on my own strength, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see the demon python, so I will be swallowed inexplicably!"

However, the scholar seemed to be frightened, but the kung fu in his hand was not pulled down at all, nor was he flustered, just splashed ink, and wrote a few big characters in the air, which formed a light curtain, stopped in front of him, and then seemed to feel uneasy, and took out the ink landscape painting that had just been put away, unfolded the scroll, and erected it in front of him.

"Huh?"

Jiang Hao frowned, only to see that the sword qi that came out of his hand should have been devastated, but it was slashed on the light curtain formed by those few ink characters, and suddenly the breath was a little weaker, and then although the light curtain was cut open, it was directly submerged into the ink landscape painting, and the Yuan Force with the four attributes disappeared into the air.

"Space treasures. ”

Jiang Hao was stunned at first, and then he slashed his sword horizontally, and did not continue to shoot, but observed the picture scroll.

What makes people even more amazing is that there is a golden sword qi in the ink painting, a thunder, a violent wind, the water surface is suddenly frozen, and the mountains and fields are suddenly on fire.

Even the demon python that was sealed in the ink painting seemed to be affected, from motionless to agile, opening its bloody mouth, directly engulfing the thunderous wind, and then blowing out a demon wind, directly blowing away the ice and fire......

It's just that when the sword qi slashed on the demon python's body, the demon python seemed to be in pain, let out a roar, and suddenly a huge force came out of the picture scroll, directly lifting the scholar away.

"It's so strong!"

The boy was terrified, but he clung to the scroll and didn't put it until the world was calm again, and the boy stood firm on the ground.

"Don't be in a hurry to do it first, I can't beat you, don't be like this!"

Looking at Jiang Hao with some resentment, the scholar's previous arrogant color disappeared without a trace, and then said to Jiang Hao with a wry smile, but Jiang Hao's face became more and more solemn.

It must be not easy to cut off the next person with a thought intact.

However, between the scholar's shots, there was no fluctuation of the element's power, and even his body was very weak, and the fluctuations of the world inside the scroll could make the scholar almost unable to support it.

"Who the hell are you?"

At this time, Xiao Nian quietly appeared behind the scholar, a red gold flame was monstrous, directly surrounding the scholar, and at the same time, he also reached out a crystal jade hand and directly grabbed the scroll in the scholar's hand.

Although Xiao Nian's expression was very indifferent, his voice was slightly cold, and there was a little killing intent.

"The people of Huangcheng!?"

Suddenly, the scholar didn't dare to move, and beads of sweat appeared on his head, revealing a bitter melon-like smile, and said in a trembling voice: "Woman, if you have something to say, don't burn the scroll in my hand, if you can't bring this demon python back, Senior Brother You will punish me!"

Seeing that Xiao Nian restrained the scholar, Jiang Hao hesitated slightly, his figure shook, jumped down directly from the low mountain, and stood in front of the scholar, and with a flick of the wind and iron sword, it was across the scholar's neck, which frightened the scholar to the point that his face turned pale, and his eyes when he looked at Jiang Hao changed.

"You're really not Yu Qianqiu?"

Jiang Hao was also very puzzled, he couldn't see any master demeanor from this scholar, and even in his words and actions, he couldn't see that this was a big master at all.

"No, no, how can it be Senior Brother You, but it's just a scholar. The boy shook his head like a rattle.

Jiang Hao and Xiao Nian glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes, and after a little silence, it was Xiao Nian who spoke first: "You said that you are just a simple scholar, but why can you disappear from the divine consciousness of the two of us? And we can't see through your cultivation." ”

"This, I really don't blame me, there is a kind of supernatural power in the lower cultivation, called 'free and easy', with the cultivation below, unless the two of them personally break through the heavenly realm, no matter how powerful the external force is, they can't see through my cultivation, and they can't discover the existence below through their divine sense. ”

At the mention of this, the scholar was a little proud, and his nose was almost upturned to the sky, as if he didn't have Jiang Hao's iron sword on his neck, and Xiao Nian's red gold fire didn't hover around him.

stared at the scholar for a while, but Jiang Hao was shocked in his heart, for some reason he remembered what Yan Lao mentioned, and also felt that he was affected by the killing breath of the broken army blood sword, looking at the scholar's somewhat innocent little eyes, not only did a trace of unbearability appear in his heart, so he said: "Forget it, let him go, he has nothing to do with our purpose, don't hurt the innocent." ”

"Good. ”

Xiao Nian frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and while letting go of the picture scroll, he withdrew all the flames.

"Let's go, don't make any trouble!"

Nodding to Xiao Nian, Jiang Hao turned around and left, while Xiao Nian followed.

"Hey, you're just leaving?"

However, the scholar who had just been immersed in the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe suddenly changed his face and shouted at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao and Xiao Nian continued to walk as if they hadn't heard it.

"Don't, don't go!"

The scholar was anxious, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, patted his head, and shouted loudly: "Hey, aren't you a monk of the Binglan Sect, aren't you afraid that I will send the sound back and let Senior Brother You arrest you?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Hao suddenly stopped his figure, turned back, and slammed to the ground, the cloud pattern instantly bloomed on the ground, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

The scholar held his breath, and within a breath, there was a flower in front of him, and his neck was held against the cold long sword, and a murderous face suddenly appeared in front of him, but Jiang Hao, who had already left dozens of zhang, instantly returned to his body, and wanted to raise the sword and kill himself!

"Do you think you have a treasure in your hand, so you are so not afraid of death? You know, even if it is a heavenly treasure, I have the means to destroy it, as for you, ......"

Speaking of this, Jiang Hao stopped, and the cold killing intent revealed in a pair of slightly red eyes almost made the scholar fall directly to the ground.

"Wait...... Wait, don't kill me, I'm a hostage of my own volition!

Seeing Jiang Hao's murderous intent, the scholar almost wanted to cry, and hurriedly begged Jiang Hao for mercy.

"Oh?"

Seeing Jiang Hao, who looked like a scholar, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, but in his heart, a heavy haze crossed it, and he was a little more wary of the scholar in his heart......