Martial Soul: Be a Saint

The seven people in the air had been watching the two's every move, and after hearing their conversation, they suddenly had a bad feeling.    

    

After looking at each other, they all scattered in different directions.    

    

The holy ship's captain actually wanted to kill them. If they didn't run now, how long would they be able to stay?    

    

"Heh …" Since that's the case, I will have to trouble you then! " Wu Hao looked at the seven fleeing people and suddenly laughed.    

    

If he could borrow a knife to kill someone, he would be able to get rid of all future troubles. Why not?    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's face sank.    

    

"Hmph, kill them …"    

    

He ordered the crew in a low voice.    

    

The moment he gave the order, his crew members exploded with killing intent and chased after him with terrifying killing intent.    

    

These people were not kind people, they had been hunting holy beasts among the Holy River all year round, so they were already used to killing.    

    

In the blink of an eye, only the ice-cold Ice Phoenix remained in the air.    

    

Wu Hao looked up at her, the corners of his mouth raised once again.    

    

Following the old man's gaze, the old man slightly frowned.    

    

After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth and said, "Can the daughter of an old friend be magnanimous?"    

    

Hearing that, Wu Hao slowly turned his head to look at him, and then laughed involuntarily.    

    

"A person that you don't want to kill, could it be that I can force you?"    

    

"Haha …" The old man laughed heartily when he heard this.    

    

"Haha …" This old man owes you a favor, come … This old man has good wine and good dishes. Let's celebrate together! "    

    

The old man laughed heartily as he waved his hand. A table made of eight immortals appeared out of thin air. The table was filled with good wine and dishes, exuding an enticing fragrance.    

    

Seeing this, Wu Hao raised his hand.    

    

"Wait, there's not enough people. This sovereign can't drink this wine with you yet, wait a bit …" It'll only take a few days. We'll have enough to drink together when this sovereign's people arrive! "    

    

Wu Hao smiled mysteriously at him.    

    

When Dragon Slaying heard this, he was stunned.    

    

He had an accomplice?    

    

What was going on?    

    

Roar …    

    

Just as he finished speaking, a beast roar suddenly sounded. Accompanying it was a monstrous wave that swept through the area. A Saint Beast flew out from the Holy River and quickly charged at the two.    

    

To be exact, he should be rushing towards the Primal Chaos Tree.    

    

The old man's thoughts of slaying the dragon were immediately interrupted.    

    

And Wu Hao, who was witnessing this scene, had suddenly revealed a harmless look towards him, and actually made a gesture to invite him in.    

    

His intention was for him to kill Saint Beasts …    

    

When Dragon Slaying saw this, he was slightly surprised.    

    

However, he quickly recovered from his shock and shook his head as he laughed involuntarily.    

    

With a flip of his hand, he threw the cross shaped halberd, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced through the incoming Holy Beast.    

    

Witnessing this scene.    

    

Wu Hao's expression did not change, but in his heart, he made a vague judgement on the opponent's strength.    

    

This person was indeed very powerful.    

    

At least, so far, the other party had still been concealing his strength. It was very likely that his cultivation was at the semi-sage realm.    

    

Even though he couldn't see through the enemy's body, he could feel the aura of a Saint Origin from the enemy's body. Although it was very weak, it couldn't fool his keen sense of smell.    

    

Next, similar incidents occurred one after another.    

    

The reason was that the Primal Chaos Tree had taken root within the Holy River to extract the source of darkness. It gave off a sacred aura, attracting the nearby or deep sleeping holy beasts.    

    

Because of this, the old man began to busy himself with the slaughter of the seven Palace Masters.    

    

On the contrary, Wu Hao alone looked extremely relaxed. Seated below the Primal Chaos Tree, he took out the special jade box containing the Sacred Origin and started studying it carefully.    

    

As for the other idle ice beauty, she stood on top of the holy ship with her hands behind her back, staring at his every move without blinking.