Although his soul was hit hard, Cheng Heng's willpower was strong enough. At this moment, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, dancing his mace and slamming it towards Long Haotian.

"It seems that I am still too merciful!" Long Haotian said hatefully, "I should have killed you with one palm if I knew it!"

Just saw that Long Haotian's body was vertical, and suddenly appeared behind Cheng Heng like a ghost, and then with a move, Wan Mu broke it and slammed it towards his back.

Cheng Heng heard the strong wind behind him, and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but after all, he was still a step too slow.

Just heard a crisp sound of "click!", and ten percent of the strength slapped directly on Cheng Heng's back, and his muscles and bones were shattered in an instant. The kid snorted, flew forward, fell to the ground and struggled a few times, and then whimpered for his life.

"Whoosh!"

Those five soldiers were no longer afraid, anyway, they were a death, as long as they could delay time, there might still be a glimmer of life. Otherwise, if you become a deserter, I am afraid that you will not be able to escape the punishment of Yan Meng's military law.

"Ten thousand trees are broken!"

As soon as he repelled this wave of attack, he suddenly felt a cold wind attack behind him, and then a violent roar, and two black shadows roared out from the bushes.

"Boy, you're done! The army of brutes has arrived!"

Just watch a soldier put his finger in his mouth, and then blew a loud whistle, and after a while, Long Haotian's retreat has been completely cut off.

Although it was free-range, in order to avoid accidentally injuring their own bloodline, the ancestors of the Yan clan still used their brains. In the end, that special horn is made, and different melodies will release different signals.

"Heh! it turned out to be a second-order rhinoceros-headed bear!"

At this moment, three three-meter-tall rhinoceros-headed bears stood proudly in front of Long Haotian. At the same time, there were already three ghost monkeys waiting in the treetops. Those brute beasts with relatively low cultivation watched from a distance, their green eyes shining in the dark night.

"Kill him!"

With the soldier's command, the three second-order rhinoceros-headed bears took the lead in attacking.

Although Long Haotian killed more than a hundred brute beasts today, and half of them even reached the Flame Heaven Realm, they were all one-on-one duels. The realm of the three rhino bears in front of him had all reached the ninth level of the Star Refining Realm, and it was very difficult for Long Haotian to deal with them under the joint attack.

In desperation, Long Haotian had no choice but to perform the technique of "shaking the same wind" and maneuvering with his swift body.

"Snort!"

On the treetops, dozens of stones attacked Long Haotian like flying locusts, and the three ghost monkeys also launched an attack.

Suddenly, Long Haotian felt that he seemed to have touched something hard under his feet, and after careful identification, it turned out to be the mace that Cheng Heng had dropped. Without saying a word, he hurriedly copied it in his hand.

"Heh! It turned out to be a second-order blade!" Long Haotian was overjoyed.

The weapons and armor of the Holy Continent are divided into ten orders, and the second-order blades are mainly made of second-order divine weapon stones, fused with a few other materials. In addition to the material itself, what determines the power of a weapon is the level and number of arms inscribed in it.

The weapon crest needs to be lit up with the true qi of the warrior, and it is also divided into ten levels, and after the different levels of the weapon crest are lit, the increase in the power of the weapon is different. However, if you want to burn a higher-level armor, the higher the requirements for the refiner.

Cheng Heng's mace is very ordinary, with only twenty-four first-order military patterns. Each time the first-order crest is lit, the weight and power of the blade will increase by 10%.

However, the act of lighting up the armor is a double-edged sword, because it requires the true qi of the warrior after all. Therefore, it is necessary for the warrior to choose flexibly according to the actual situation.

At this moment, it was up to Long Haotian to run Zhou Tian, burst out the true qi in his body, and first lit up the seven weapon patterns.

Generally speaking, raising a small realm can light up one or two more armor lines. What Long Haotian has obtained right now is the top-level cultivation resources, and the reserves of true qi are extremely abundant, so it stands to reason that there is no need to worry about the lack of true qi when lighting up the twenty weapon patterns.

But in that case, the weight of this mace will suddenly increase to 1,500 catties, and it will be a bit difficult to dance. So right now, Long Hao chose to light up the seven paths, so that the weight of this mace increased to eight hundred and fifty catties, which is the most suitable.

In an instant, Long Haotian only felt arrogant, and roared angrily: "Come on!

With the blade in his hand, it immediately ignited the blood in Long Haotian's body. Several soldiers were stunned by Long Haotian's divine power. Eight hundred and fifty pounds dancing like flying, what a divine power!

"Roar"

At this moment, a second-order rhinoceros-headed bear was swooping towards him. Long Haotian turned to one side, dodging the fierce attack of the giant beast, and then picked up the mace and slammed it at the long horn on its head.

"Click!"

With a terrifying sweep, dozens of sharp spikes on the head of the stick pierced the long horn, but Yu Wei did not lose the slightest.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the horn was pulled up alive by the mace. The rhinoceros bear howled a few times and then whimpered for his life.

Seeing this, the other two giant bears retreated. Long Haotian's body had already erupted with a king's aura at this moment, and it was the divine power of his previous life, which made these inferior brute beasts dare not look up.

The ghost monkeys in the treetops also shivered, hiding behind the leaves, not daring to make a sound. The rest of the brute beasts also retreated to both sides, finally making way for Long Haotian.

Without saying a word, he swung his blade and rushed outward. There were still some murderous beasts in the distance who tried to challenge his majesty, but they were all smashed into bloody mud by the mace.

rushed out of twenty miles, and finally could no longer hear the breath of the brute beast. Long Haotian stopped and took a breath. But suddenly, his powerful soul power felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him in the dark.

"Who! come out!" Long Haotian said loudly with a mace in his hand, "Don't sneakily follow behind, you have the ability to come out and fight!"

shouted three times, but no one picked up the stubble, and in an instant, this feeling disappeared quietly.

"Could it be that I'm too sensitive?" Long Haotian froze, "It's true that no one is ...... Looks like I'm being too vigilant!"

With that, he hurried in the direction of home.

In the treetops in the distance, there was a black shadow staring at Long Haotian's distant back with a slight smile. She was veiled in black veil, and a tight night gown outlined a charming arc.

"Long Haotian, it's a little interesting! He looks very handsome, to my taste! If it weren't for the master's order, I really couldn't bear to do it to you!"

After that, I watched this black shadow leap forward, crisscrossing the treetops, and its body was even more ghostly than the ghost monkey. This is a terrible killer, and hiding and tracking are what she does best.

After a while, I saw Long Haotian come to a relatively open area, and stopped to breathe a little, after all, it was still extremely physically exhausting to run with a five-hundred-pound mace in his hand.

The black shadow smiled coldly, took out a conical bamboo tube from his arms, and then felt for a thin needle quenched with poison, like a crystal clear hair.

The object is called the "Mosquito Whisker Needle", and the speed at which it is fired varies depending on the assassin's cultivation. The legendary top assassin who could almost reach the speed of sound.

And even if this poisonous needle touches the skin, it is like being bitten by a mosquito, and it is almost undetectable. Once the poison needle touches the blood, it will instantly dissolve, and there is nowhere to find it at all, which is an extremely vicious assassination weapon.

Just watch the black shadow raise the bamboo pipe and aim at the back of Long Haotian's neck. At this moment, the two were one hundred and fifty meters apart, and Long Haotian was faintly aware of it, but he couldn't determine the exact direction.

"It's a pity," a trace of regret flashed in the dark shadow's eyes, "You offended someone who shouldn't be offended, don't blame me for being ruthless!"