"Boom!" Before Han Hao and the others came to the front yard, suddenly a figure flew directly in the direction where they were, and there was blood on the corner of their mouth.

Han Hao took a step forward and directly received the figure that landed was Leng Rou.

"Han, Han Hao, you guys go quickly!, the Leng family, the Leng family is over..."Leng Rou looked at Han Hao and the others and said weakly, and passed out directly before she finished speaking.

"Kill" a few warriors who were chasing and killing Leng Rou saw Han Hao and a few people quickly surrounded, and without saying a word, they raised the weapons in their hands and began to attack.

"You jumped out of the wall with her, and now you shouldn't be able to get out of the front and back doors!" Han Hao handed Leng Rou to Su Yumeng, and directly took out a long sword from the ring and killed her.

The azure blue star element power spread all over Han Hao's body, and one after another sword qi shot out along the tip of the sword in his hand, and an eighth-layer martial artist who rushed up was unable to dodge and was directly penetrated by the sword qi through his skull, and his brain overflowed and he died directly.

"Let's go, I'll wait to find you, go directly to the Mercenary Guild, where the Blood God Temple won't dare to hunt you down!" Han Hao's figure flashed in the field, and several martial artists in the vein formation stage were all killed, leaving only five Yun Dan stage martial artists.

"You go and stop them, don't let one go, this person will be handed over to me!" said the first Yun Dan sixth-layer martial artist to the few people behind him.

"You can't stop me!" Han Hao stabbed out with a sword again, and a blue two-foot-long sword qi shot out directly, and the Yun Dan sixth-layer martial artist hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but Han Hao's sword qi directly pierced the blade and hit him.

"What?" said the Yun Dan sixth-layer martial artist, with a look of disbelief on his chest, dripping with blood.

"Hmph, I'm still distracted when I'm fighting, I'm really looking for death!" Han Hao raised his sword again, and his figure disappeared, and a cold light directly grazed the throat of the sixth-layer martial artist of Yun Dan, "Bang Dang" The martial artist died in response.

"Let's go together!" The rest of the four Yun Dan stage martial artists who were just about to chase out gave up the pursuit, and turned around and pounced directly on Han Hao, if they fought alone with Han Hao, they knew that they were not opponents, so they could only go together.

"It's not okay to come together!" Looking at the four attacks that came to him, Han Hao used the star yuan power in his body all over the surface of his body, as if forming a set of blue armor, and he didn't dodge and killed directly towards one of them, in order not to delay time, he could only choose to resist hard, otherwise he would need some time to kill the four people in front of him.

"Boom!"

"Whew!"

One after another sound sounded, and the attacks of the four Yun Dan stage martial artists hit Han Hao's body firmly, the blue armor on his body shattered in response, and there were two bloody wounds on his chest, front and back, but fortunately, the armor offset part of the strength, and the wounds were not very deep.

Han Hao withstood the attack, and at this time, the two Yun Dan second-layer martial artists in front of him also flew up and landed on the ground, rolling non-stop.

"Damn!"

"He's injured, come again!" The two martial artists behind Han Hao were not frightened, he didn't believe that he still had the ability to fight back after four attacks.

"It's good to come!" Han Hao spit out the snow in his mouth, his eyes flashed with a thick battle intent, and he pounced on the two people behind him again.

After a while, Han Hao killed the two again, standing in place and panting, a little unsatisfied.

"Boy, let's go, there is a Xuanwu person approaching!" There was no time to rest, Yan Lao's voice sounded in his head, Han Hao looked at the direction of the courtyard and shook his head a little helplessly, his cultivation was too weak to be able to mix with the battle in front of him.

"Huh" Han Hao's figure just disappeared, a warrior in a black robe fell to the ground, looking at the direction of Han Hao's disappearance, a silver bell-like voice sounded: "Am I wrong?

"Forget it, as long as the Leng family is destroyed, he won't be able to escape from Fengyang City sooner or later, I'd better join my uncle first!"

Han Hao kept running forward, without delaying at all, in case he fell into the hands of the martial artists of the Tongxuan Period, even if he used the secret method of returning to the Yuan, he would not be able to escape, and he had been running for half an hour, and the gate of the mercenary union appeared in front of Han Hao's eyes.

At this time, the front of the mercenary union was full of mercenaries, all of them standing on a high place and looking up in the direction of the Leng family and discussing.

"The fight between the Zhuo family and the Leng family is too intense!"

"It is said that the Leng family can't hold on, I really don't know that the Zhuo family has hidden so many masters and can destroy the Leng family!"

"In the future, Fengyang City will be the dominant Zhuo family!"

"What are you afraid of! Could it be that the Zhuo family still dares to attack the mercenary union?

"Han Hao, here!" As soon as Han Hao arrived at the mercenary union, he was pulled over by Shen Turan, who was hiding in the corner.

"Commander, are you okay?" asked Shen Turan and the others, looking at the blood stains on Han Hao's body.

"It's okay, it's all a small injury!, what's wrong with her?" Han Hao shook his head and pointed at Leng Rou on the ground and asked.

"She's not serious, she's not seriously injured, she should have fainted in a hurry!" Su Yumeng took out gauze from the ring to help Han Hao wrap the wound.

"Aren't we going to help the Leng family?" asked Su Qing at this time.

"Help, how can you help? What can you do with your little cultivation?" Fang Ling glanced at Su Qing angrily.

"Hey, our cultivation is still too weak!" Shen Turan shook his head and walked to the side and sat down.

For the people of Fengyang City, today's night was extraordinarily long. Just when the sky was just slightly bright, suddenly a voice came to Han Hao's mind.

"Han Hao, a few of you took Rou'er to the fifth floor to find me!"

Han Hao raised his head and looked at the building of the mercenary union, he knew that it was Wan Ziming's voice just now, and he didn't know when he would come back.

"Let's go, let's go upstairs!" Han Hao motioned to Su Yumeng to pick up Leng Rou and pointed to the building of the mercenary union, and the rest of the people immediately understood what it meant.

"Come in, the door isn't closed!" A tired voice sounded in Han Hao's ears, slightly weak. Han Hao took Su Yumeng and a few people directly to the room on the fifth floor, and saw Wan Ziming sitting cross-legged on the futon meditating alone, his hair was messy, his clothes were full of blood, and his breath was very disordered.

"Senior, you are!" Seeing that Wan Ziming was about to stand up, Han Hao hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Leng family, it's gone!" Wan Ziming stood up weakly, took the cold and tender in Su Yumeng's arms and stroked her face with some love, and the tears in the corners of her eyes couldn't stop flowing.

"What?," Su Yumeng asked.

"Dead, all dead, just dead in front of me! I have been cultivating martial arts for two hundred years, and I can't even save my own brother, I really lived in vain!"

"Poof!" Wan Ziming spurted out of his mouth with a mouthful of blood, and his breath became even weaker.

"Senior, sit down!" Han Hao hurriedly helped Wan Ziming to sit down, and handed Leng Rou to Su Yumeng on the side.