After dozens of miles, Ji Hao saw the arrow guard trying to pull down Fengxing's boots. In anger, the Flame Dragon Sword shot out and turned into a hundred-foot fire dragon slashed in the sky. The purple air rose between his eyebrows, and the huge elixir of the purple palace golden elixir was injected into the Flame Dragon Sword. The sword light was surging like a shocking rainbow. Wherever the sword light passed, a red glow burst of several miles was pulled in the air.

Even the arrow guard was shocked with such a brilliant sword.

With five fingers, he grabbed Feng Xing's neck with one hand, and the Arrow Guard blocked Feng Xing above his head. The Fire Dragon Sword was refined by Taoist Yu Yu and has been reborn, comparable to the top holy soldiers of heaven and earth. When flying, the sword light was extremely fast and the aura was fierce, which made people frightened. The Arrow Guard could not avoid this arrow, so he simply used Feng Xing as a shield.

Ji Hao roared angrily, and the purple air flashed between his eyebrows. The Flame Dragon Sword brought a huge arc, and dozens of sword lights swept around Feng Xing's body and continued to slash towards the arrow guard. The sword light was too fast, and a ray of sword light swept across Feng Xing's body. Feng Xing's long hair was cut off immediately, and countless hairs flew up, and then quickly burned to ashes in the firelight.

The dense sound of "Dangdang" suddenly sounded, and the sword light swayed, and suddenly thousands of arrows shot on the Flame Dragon Sword.

These arrows have different textures, including wooden arrows, bamboo arrows, iron arrows, stone arrows, and at least hundreds of various materials. The arrows of all arrows have runes flashing, and the arrows brought up are like a meteor shower hitting the Flame Dragon Sword.

"Break!" Ji Hao pointed his hand, and the flames on the Flame Dragon Sword were blazing. No matter the wooden arrow, bamboo arrow, iron arrow, and stone arrow were destroyed in the flames. The sword light swirled and continued to sweep towards the arrow guard that was holding Feng Xing's throat.

"Caval the sword, or I will kill him!" The arrow guard watched the Yanlong sword shoot towards him, and the blue veins on his five fingers raised, and he pressed his finger hard, and heard Feng Xing's cry of pain, and the cartilage near the Adam's apple suddenly broke into a ball of flesh.

The Flame Dragon Sword suddenly stopped in mid-air. Ji Hao made a move and the sword light shot back and quickly penetrated into Ji Hao's eyebrows.

In just a short battle, Ji Hao dragged Manman and rushed over, less than about a mile away from the twenty-four Arrow Guards and Feng Xing.

"Don't get closer, otherwise I will kill him!" The arrow guard saw Ji Hao continue to strode forward, and he hurriedly clasped Feng Xing's neck and roared. The sword light of the Flame Dragon Sword just now was fierce and domineering. The flame contained in the sword light pure Yang domineering made him feel the shadow of death.

So seeing through that Ji Hao is here to rescue Feng Xing, he hurriedly grabbed Feng Xing and threatened Ji Hao, not allowing him to get closer.

Ji Hao stopped, pointed at Feng Xing and said coldly: "Let him heal his wounds. Otherwise, if he dies, you don't want to escape!"

An arrow guard looked at Ji Hao, then looked at Manman standing beside Ji Hao, and couldn't help but sneer: "Do you know our origin? You even dare to say such things to us if you don't have two dolls with hair? If we want to leave, can you stop us?"

Ji Hao patted Manman's shoulder and said lightly: "Fengxing is my friend and Manman. I have no background and no backing. But Manman's father is the Fire God Zhurong. Just kill Fengxing and see if Zhurong can kill you!"

Manman raised his little head proudly, and two lotus hammers spewed out large pieces of fire, and a ball of flame gushed out from Manman's body. Her body turned into a transparent human form like a ruby ​​in the flames. A pure and unusual aura of innate divine flame quickly enveloped several miles of land.

The faces of the Arrow Guards suddenly changed, and they subconsciously glanced at Feng Xing.

Just a Fengxing, kill him; just a Ji Hao, just kill him.

But the daughter of the Vulcan Zhu Rong clan... the twenty-four arrow guards frowned at the same time. How did Feng Xing meet such a difficult friend?

"This bad guy!" An arrow guard cursed resentfully: "This bad guy. How did he meet such a troublesome person?"

Ji Hao took a breath and saw Zhu Rong's name shocking the archers. Ji Hao spread his hands and smiled: "Very good, now everyone can talk calmly, right? Pull out that arrow and let Feng Xing heal his own injuries. How about it?"

"We first ensure that Feng Xing is worried about life. We will discuss and resolve other issues slowly." Ji Hao looked at these arrow guards sincerely: "No matter what kind of grudges you have with Feng Xing, there is nothing in the world that cannot be solved. Don't make the sword tense, don't force yourself to make a dead grudge. Uncle, what do you think?"

These arrow guards all looked at their faces, and they were all middle-aged.

The great witch lives for thousands of years. The great witch who is thirty or forty years old and the great witch who is thirty or forty years old seem to look similar. So Ji Hao vaguely calls these arrow guards "Uncle, Uncle", which is already extremely humble and polite.

The arrow guards exchanged glances with each other. They nodded at the same time and slowly took a few steps back. Only the arrow guard with Feng Xing in his hand stayed in front. Seeing that his companions were all retreating, the arrow guard slowly grabbed the arrow inserted on Feng Xing's neck and slowly pulled out the arrow.

The arrow was pulled out, blood splattered, Feng Xing coughed violently a few times, and the flesh and blood near the wound was quickly reborn. The powerful vitality of the great witch made him heal his injuries in just a few breaths. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ji Hao, and smiled bitterly: "I want you not to follow... This is my trouble."

"This is our trouble!" Ji Hao looked at Feng Xing and said seriously: "We have drunk wine together, fought hard together, and killed evil spirits from other races together. We are brothers. So, brothers' trouble is our trouble."

Ji Hao's words suddenly made Feng Xing froze. He smiled bitterly and said, "They are very troublesome! It's ten thousand times more troublesome than Ying Yunpeng."

Ji Hao looked at Feng Xing, his eyes rose purple, and nine purple-gold magic seals gradually lit up around his pupils and slowly rotated.

An obscure wave of heaven and earth did not alarm anyone, and quickly spread across a hundred miles. Ji Hao looked at Feng Xing and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you have troubles of ten thousand times than Ying Yunpeng. If you have trouble, just take it together. It's better than if you escape alone, be caught up with someone, and die in the wilderness like a wounded hyena."

Feng Xing gritted his teeth. He wanted to say something. The hands of the twenty-three arrow guards who retreated behind were flashing. A large bow appeared in their hands at the same time. Then the sound of arrows splitting the air. Ji Hao's eyes went dark. The entire sky in front of him was flooded with the air waves brought by the arrows shot.
Chapter completed!