Ten miles outside the fortress.

Under the leadership of Wang Hao, a group of centurion members took advantage of the number of spirit beasts in everyone to frantically kill the group of spirit beasts in front of them.

This was the first time they had left the fortress so far, and the strength of the spirit beasts they encountered was naturally far from comparable to the past.

In the team, from time to time, some team members let out a painful snort because of the death of the contract spirit beast.

However, after a period of adaptation, everyone adapted to this rhythm of battle again, and the pain nerves became numb again.

Wang Hao accepted it when he saw that it was good, and did not continue to take the team to go deeper again, but just walked horizontally in the surrounding area to expand the results.

He didn't personally participate in the battle, but just commanded the Spirit Bee Knights to roam around the battlefield, supporting everywhere and reducing the wear and tear of the Spirit Bee Knights in the hands of the team members.

After all, although it was already equivalent to giving it to them, the Spirit Bee Knight still belonged to his most loyal believers, and he naturally did not want to let them die in vain.

The Spirit Bee Knight's intelligence is not weak, and they can complete the things they are ordered to do independently, and there is no need for Wang Hao to continue to follow up.

Naturally, he was idle, and his spirit gradually relaxed.

And it seems that he is waiting for this moment when his spirit is relaxed.

A sharp cold light instantly shot out from the dense forest in the distance, and with a boundless attack, it came towards his chest and abdomen......

In an instant, the divine consciousness that belonged to the monk of the foundation building period made him suddenly perceive a hint of crisis.

At the moment of life and death, even if Wang Hao's thoughts were like electricity, he didn't have time to react as he should.

Just when Wang Hao thought that he was about to be hit, a familiar spiritual power fluctuation suddenly gushed out from his body.

"Ding......

Between Han Mang and Wang Hao, a circular shield with looming runes flashed out, blocking this deadly killing opportunity for Wang Hao.

The cold light slammed into the round shield, making a barely audible crunch, and then returned in the direction from which it came, without stagnation at all because the blow failed.

Wang Hao was not lucky, his eyes were like electricity, his face was gloomy, and he looked in the direction of Han Mang's departure!

The reality of this attack is impressive: a flying needle magic weapon as thin as a sweat hair.

In the afterglow, in the dense forest farther away, a shadowy figure of a monk also quietly disappeared at the same moment.

Assassination!

Wang Hao knew it in his heart.

The next moment, the killing intent in his heart instantly permeated.

Although the attack of this flying needle magic weapon is not high, it is enough to attack and kill the monks of the foundation building period who generally do not have a defensive spiritual weapon.

And his exposed strength cultivation is clearly only at the ninth level of Qi training!

This person is clearly planning to kill himself with one blow!

No matter what grievances the other party has with him, where can he tolerate the other party to retreat like this?

At that moment, Wang Hao instantly took out an invisibility charm and slapped it on his body, carried the "Floating Light Glimpse" body technique, and chased after the general.

After leaving the surrounding people for a while, Wang Hao, who was invisible, suddenly soared into the sky, rose from the ground, stepped on a blue spirit sword, and chased away in the sky.

Since he had been at the back of the centurion, the assassination operation was extremely hidden, and the movement caused was almost inaudible, until Wang Hao left for a long time, his team members were unaware.

......

In the sky, Wang Hao, who was invisible along with the flying sword under his feet, quickly approached the target.

The divine sense, which was countless times more powerful than that of a monk of the same level, quickly radiated in all directions, firmly locking the position of the killer.

In just a few breaths, Wang Hao had already appeared in the air not far behind the other party.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be aware of his arrival, Wang Hao was not surprised, his divine sense was pure and abnormal, far from being something that this crack foundation monk could discover with his divine sense.

With just one glance, Wang Hao was sure that he didn't know this person, let alone any grievances.

Come to think of it, this person must be driven by others.

And who drove the messenger, Wang Hao didn't need to guess at all.

Seeing that the other party was still hurrying away, Wang Hao in the air smiled coldly in his heart.

In the next moment, the azure flying sword under his feet had already shot out, breaking away from Wang Hao and stabbing towards the opponent's vest.

"Touching ......"

That person was not an ordinary foundation building monk, he actually had a body protection spirit shield on his body, and when he sensed the arrival of Wang Hao's spirit sword, he immediately flashed the protector on his own.

However, the purity of the mana of the two sides is really different, and Wang Hao's flying sword technique is even more extraordinary, with just one blow, the opponent's body protection spirit shield is already full of cracks and is about to shatter.

"Poof......

The natal spirit shield was damaged, and the fleeing killer sensed the crisis, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, and fell to the ground in a languid, with boundless fear and disbelief spreading on his face.

He couldn't figure out how the person the buyer wanted to kill was so hidden that even the information of their organization was deceived by the other party.

"Rustling ......" There was a sound of footsteps behind him.

The killer didn't have time to think about it, regardless of his own injuries, he once again shook his hand and released the flying needle magic weapon he had used before, shooting out in the direction of the person behind him.

The momentum of the flying needle magic weapon was ferocious, and under the blessing of the opponent's divine sense, it frantically pierced towards Wang Hao's body, vicious and difficult to find.

However, Wang Hao had already prepared at this time, no matter how the whereabouts of the opponent's flying needle magic weapon were erratic, every time he was blocked by his full-fledged body protection spirit shield, forcing the opponent to attack again.

Under the urging of the other party, the flying needle changed hundreds of directions to attack Wang Hao in the blink of an eye, but it was unable to make any achievements at all.

Just as he weakly turned around, wanting to argue with Wang Hao for a few words, in order to delay time and seek support.

"Boom ......" A beautiful blue band of light flashed, but the body and head had already separated.

When he was dying, he had too many thoughts and memories in his heart, and he only felt that the afterglow of the flying sword in front of him was incomparably brilliant and dazzling.

This thought is eternity.

"Smack!" The other party's storage bag fell into Wang Hao's hand and was wrapped in his palm.

glanced at the other party's corpse coldly, and Wang Hao didn't say a word.

After inspecting the harvest, Wang Hao turned around and prepared to leave.

Even if he had the other party's life savings in the storage bag, it was not enough for him to be moved in the slightest.

And just as he was about to leave, within the scope of his divine sense, several foundation building monks who moved quickly and were full of murderous intent suddenly appeared.

After a pause, Wang Hao stood in place.

I thought that the other party was just one person, but I didn't expect it to be a team, it seems that the person's desire to kill himself is already extremely strong.

With a thought, Wang Hao waved his hand to disperse the dead killer's body, turning into the appearance of the other party, and holding a cold flying needle magic weapon in his hand.

At the same time, the power of faith overflowed from the fingertips, firmly enveloping the flying needle magic weapon and began to refine rapidly.

This place is not too far from the fortress, and it is not appropriate for me to use the power of the little angels and Li Canghai.

There are only a few loose cultivators, and they won't let themselves escape.