Zhao Hu, who was hiding beside the side to watch the battle, saw that Wang Fei and Zhou Yi had exhausted their true energy and could no longer issue any powerful attacks. He moved his body, rushed out of the hiding place, rushed into the sky like lightning, and easily entered the powerful airflow, and grabbed Wang Fei and Zhou Yi into his hands.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu's huge mental power instantly broke out, easily defeating the remaining mental power of the two, leaving a spiritual mark in his mind, taking the two as his slaves, and quickly taking out two precious pills from the space ring and stuffing them into their mouths, so that they could quickly recover their injuries and true energy.

Zhao Hu did all this like lightning, and kept Wang Fei and Zhou Yi on the ground casually. He looked at the 160 Yuanying powerful men who had just reacted and made sharp attacks on him. There was a sneer on his face, and he did not take these 160 Yuanying powerful men seriously at all, as if they were all a group of native chickens and tiled dogs, and could be easily killed by him.

Facing the joint attack of the 160-meter Nascent Soul Powerful Man, Zhao Hu moved his body and avoided most of the sharp attacks. The armor of gods and demons covered his whole body, blocking a few attacks that fell on him, making it impossible for him to hurt a hair. At the same time, it turned into a silver stream of light and rushed into the group of 160 Nascent Soul Powerful Man. The huge fist, with violent energy fluctuations and sharp metal sharpness, smashed hard at a Nascent Soul Powerful Man.

Facing Zhao Hu's huge and sharp fist attack, the powerful Nascent Soul Man's face changed drastically and looked panicked. While calling for his companions around him to rescue, he quickly used his tricks, injecting the huge true energy in his body into his weapons without reservation and stabbing towards Zhao Hu's body, hoping to use this method to force Zhao Hu to retreat without harming him.

Unfortunately, although his plan was very good, the reality was much crueler than he imagined. When the true energy in his body had not been completely infused into the weapons in his hand, the sharp edge emitted by the weapon was not enough to cause damage to Zhao Hu's body, a sharp prick suddenly stretched out from Zhao Hu's fist, which hit his head beyond the expectation of the Nascent Soul Powerful Man, passed through his eyebrows, ending his life, and causing him to collapse weakly on the ground.

After killing the life of the powerful Nascent Soul, Zhao Hu's body flashed rapidly and disappeared from his original position, avoiding countless sharp sword lights, sword lights, gun shadows, fist shadows and other attacks.

After avoiding countless fierce attacks, Zhao Hu's figure appeared behind a powerful Nascent Soul man. His silver fist shone hard on his head with the whistling sound of the wind.

Hearing the howling wind and violent energy fluctuations behind him, the Nascent Soul Powerful Man turned pale and knew that he could not escape. He quickly turned around and raised the weapon in his hand, hoping to block Zhao Hu's attack and gain enough rescue time for more than 100 companions of Nascent Soul Powerful Man around him.

Unfortunately, his plan failed. Zhao Hu, with his fist whistling and whistling wind, slammed hard into his weapon, and smashed the spear of the medium-grade spiritual weapon level. In his terrified expression, it fell onto his head without any fancy, smashed his head into a headless corpse, and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Zhao Hu killing the powerful Nascent Soul, and the remaining more than 100 other remaining Nascent Soul Soul Soul, everyone was in danger. They quickly formed a team of three or five people, danced wildly with their weapons, and launched a fierce attack on Zhao Hu. If they didn't kill him, they would not be able to eliminate the resentment in their hearts.

Faced with the attacks of more than 100 Yuanying powerful men, Zhao Hu quickly mobilized the huge true energy of his true energy, flashed rapidly, avoided most of the fierce attacks, and used the excellent defense ability of the gods and demons armor to resist a small part of the attacks, and then turned into a silver stream of light and rushed into the crowd of more than 100 Yuanying powerful men, using sharp close moves to quickly kill a small team of three, turning it into a cold corpse.

After killing a small team of three, Zhao Hu's figure flashed rapidly, and he appeared behind a powerful Nascent Soul man like a ghost. He killed a powerful Nascent Soul man with his sharp fists, sharp calves, and sharp elbows.

In a moment, Zhao Hu used his ghostly body technique and extremely powerful attack power to quickly kill more than 20 Nascent Soul Powerful People, which made the surviving 140 Nascent Soul Powerful People angry, and his eyes unconsciously showed fear and fear. The originally sharp attack in his hands became no longer so fierce.

Feeling the change in the momentum of the remaining Yuanying strong man, Zhao Hu knew that these people no longer had the fighting spirit and fighting spirit at the beginning. Before he took action, they fought each other, which consumed most of the true energy in their bodies, and at the same time formed a deep hatred. It was impossible to truly join forces to deal with him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hu smiled faintly on the corner of his mouth, moved his body and rushed into the crowd like lightning. He greeted more than 100 powerful Nascent Soul men, knocking down a powerful Nascent Soul men who did not react in time to the ground, losing their combat power, and making shrill howls.

As time went by, Zhao Hu's body kept flashing, and his huge fists and sharp calves injured a powerful Nascent Soul, causing him to lose his combat effectiveness. Those powerful Nascent Soul who resisted fiercely and seriously injured and attacked Zhao Hu were killed by Zhao Hu's head without mercy.

When Zhao Hu injured nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Powerful People, and the remaining more than forty Nascent Soul Powerful People saw that the situation was not good, they roared and fled in all directions, no longer fighting with Zhao Hu, the human-shaped monster.

Seeing more than forty Yuanying powerful men who fled in all directions, Zhao Hu pointed at two directions casually and ordered Wang Fei and Zhou Yi who had recovered their combat power: "You will chase from these two directions and catch the escaped people back. Kill all the rebels, without showing mercy."

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, although Wang Fei and Zhou Yi were unwilling to do so, they still honestly and respectfully said: "Yes, sir."

After saying that, Wang Fei and Zhou Yi each chose one direction, turned into a stream of light, and shot away.

Looking at the two of them leaving, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Hu's mouth. He believed that with the cultivation level of their heyday, he would definitely be able to deal with some of the defeated generals who had consumed most of the true energy in his body. So he turned into a silver stream of light and shot in another direction, chasing the escaped Nascent Soul powerhouses.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Fei and Zhou Yi and the other two brought ten Nascent Soul Powerful Ones to the battlefield, while Zhao Hu beat all the twenty Nascent Soul Powerful Ones from the other two directions seriously injured, tied them with a tough rope, and pulled them back to the battlefield with his hands.

Looking at the more than 130 Yuanying powerful men lying weakly on the ground, Zhao Hu released the huge momentum on his body, enveloped more than 130 strong men, and said lightly: "Now you have two choices. One is to release your mental power and let me leave a trace of mental power in your head, become my slave, fight for me, and serve me, and the other is to refuse to be a slave, I cut off my head and become a headless corpse."

Hearing Zhao Hu's faint words and feeling the huge momentum on his body and the murderous intent emitted unintentionally, most of the powerful Nascent Souls chose to let go of their mental power very wisely, allowing Zhao Hu to leave a spiritual mark in their minds and become a slave of him.

After leaving a trace of spiritual imprint in the mind of the powerful Nascent Soul who let go of his mental power, Zhao Hu crushed the more than thirty Nascent Soul who refused to let go of his mental power and did not want to become his slaves, making the already serious enough injuries even worse.

At the same time, Zhao Hu's extremely murderous aura turned into black spears with dark light, shooting towards them, piercing through their heads, nailing them all to the ground.

Seeing Zhao Hu saying nothing about the words to persuade him to surrender, he killed all the more than 30 powerful Nascent Soul men ruthlessly. Wang Fei and Zhou Yi were shocked and secretly sighed that Zhao Hu was a hero who was decisive in killing, while the 100 powerful Nascent Soul men who released their mental power were all glad that they knew the current affairs, otherwise they would have turned into a cold corpse.

Although losing freedom makes them feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable, compared to death, being able to live is the greatest happiness.

After looking at the Nascent Soul Powerful Man with a look of gratitude, Zhao Hu showed a satisfied smile on his face. He took out some precious pills from the space ring and threw them to Wang Fei and Zhou Yi, asking them to share them with the hundreds of Nascent Soul Powerful Man who had lost their combat power, so that they could fight quickly.

Zhao Hu retreated the magical armor on his body, hid it in his body, walked to the dead Nascent Soul Powerful Man, and collected the space ring on his body and various valuable spiritual weapons and other equipment into his space ring. Then, he brought the 100 Nascent Soul Powerful Man who had recovered his combat power and rushed towards Yishitian.
Chapter completed!