How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 414 Wu Hao: Zhang Liang deserves his first credit.

Seeing herring being captured by Lord Zhanlong, Wu Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he roared angrily, "Let her go!"

But Lord Zhanlong sneered: "Wu Hao, stop immediately, otherwise, I will kill her."

As he said, he pinched herring roe's slender and tender neck tightly with his big hand, making herring roe's pretty face pale.

"Bold! A woman who dares to touch my Son, suffer death!"

Wu Hao was furious, and immediately ignored Yin Tianchou and Yuan Binzi, and rushed towards Lord Zhanlong.

But Yin Tianchou and Yuan Binzi were not stupid either, they quickly stopped Wu Hao in front of him and entangled him tightly.

Wu Hao could only watch helplessly as his beloved Taoist companion—herring roe, fell into the hands of monks in the Temple of Heavenly Enmity.

"Wu Hao, if you don't stop fighting, your little Taoist partner will die." Lord Zhanlong sneered, took out a small knife, and lightly stroked Herring's arm.

In an instant, the sharp knife cut a bright red wound on Herring Roe's white and tender arm, and blood flowed out.

Herring was so painful that she wept silently, and wanted to tell Wu Hao to leave her alone, but because her neck was pinched tightly and the spiritual energy in her body was suppressed, she couldn't make a sound, so she could only look at Wu Hao pitifully with a pair of big eyes, which made Wu Hao feel even more distressed.

"Okay, I'll stop, don't hurt her." Wu Hao had no choice but to raise his hands and surrender.

"Hahaha! Wu Hao, Wu Hao, you have today too! Let me die!" Yin Tianchou was overjoyed, and slashed fiercely at the back of Wu Hao, who had no ability to resist.

puff!

Wu Hao spat out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured, but he still refused to admit defeat, turned his head and stared at Yin Tianchou with hatred, and said angrily: "Despicable and shameless villain! Your Heavenly Vengeance Hall is so disgusting, and even held female relatives during the battle."

Even Yuan Binzi frowned, and said: "Yin Tianchou, this is too much. It's nothing if my monks use any conspiracy, but it's too much for you to threaten Wu Hao with a woman's life."

Yin Tianchou was very complacent, and snorted coldly: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things, if they can get the most benefits at the least cost, that's a good way. How ridiculous is your woman's benevolence."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Longjun, and snorted coldly: "Get out!"

Zhang Liang!

Wu Hao was overjoyed and said, "Hurry up and save the herring, Brother Zhang!"

Yin Tianchou was furious, and shouted coldly: "Stop! I will kill you!"

Saying that, Yin Tianchou slashed Zhang Liang across the air.

Tear!

The pitch-black sword glow wrapped in terrifying power, and struck Zhang Liang's body.

Zhang Liang had no defense against Yin Tianchou who was behind him, he was stabbed abruptly, his body staggered, and his breath dropped greatly.

But Zhang Liang also cut out a bright sword light at the same time: "The sword opens the gate of heaven!"

laugh!
The resplendent sword light knocked Zhan Longjun upside down, and the herring roe in his hand was also released, and Zhang Liang hugged him into his arms.

"Senior! Thank you for saving my life again."

Herring looked at the seriously injured Zhang Liang and was very grateful.

"Hahaha! Good! Brother Zhang, protect the herring for me, and leave the rest to me!"

"Kill the emperor and smash it!"

Wu Hao laughed three times, very happy, at the same time, a golden light burst out from his body, soaring into the sky, like a beam of light, illuminating the entire tomb.

An extremely terrifying momentum appeared, and Wu Hao exploded completely!

"cut!"

Wu Hao roared, and slashed at Yin Tianchou and Yuan Binzi.

This knife condensed Wu Hao's spirit, gathered his comprehension and the wisdom of heaven and earth, wrapped in endless murderous aura and the aura of destroying everything.

Behind Wu Hao, the phantom of the ten-meter-tall Nascent Soul emerged, following Wu Hao's movements, and slashed out with a bright knife.

In everyone's eyes, there is only this knife left.

"Shadow Moon Ghost Knife!"

Yin Tianchou's face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily, and the phantom of Nascent Soul appeared behind him, and he slashed out with all his strength.

This sword is a peerless sword technique of the eighth rank, not inferior to Shahuangba Posha, and it is the powerful sword technique of the family behind Yin Tianchou.

"True Martial Colossus Sword!"

Yuan Binzi also exploded, and a ten-meter-high Yuanying phantom appeared behind him, and he slashed hard, and the bright sword energy rushed up to meet the Shahuang Bapo Zhan.

The Zhenwu Colossus Sword, the eighth-rank peerless attack technique of Zhenwu Temple, is said to have been transformed by an ancient sage who enlightened him. When used to the extreme, it can transform into a gigantic giant sword. A single slash of the sword can cut off the dragon's veins. It is very powerful.

In the next moment, three extremely terrifying spells came into contact.

Rumble!
The colorful aura flooded everything in sight, and everyone was hit by the powerful aura shock wave so that they spit out blood and retreated violently.

A few minutes later, the aura dissipated, and the scene in front of them shocked everyone.

The entire tomb has been destroyed in dilapidated condition.

At the center of the conflict, Yin Tianchou and Yuan Binzi were covered in wounds, knelt on the spot on one knee, their momentum was extremely weak, and they were obviously seriously injured.

And Wu Hao was also uncomfortable, his blue robe was broken everywhere, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

All three of them had fought to the point of being seriously injured, and now none of them had the ability to fight another battle.

The others were not feeling well either. Everyone was bruised by the aftershock of the impact, and even a small half of them died directly in the explosion of the three extremely powerful magic spells just now.

Yin Tianchou looked at Wu Hao with fear in his eyes, and cursed: "Damn it, Lord Abandoned Dragon, come on, kill him!"

"Yes, ahem, yes, Palace Master." Abandoned Dragon Lord stood up coughing blood, staggered towards Wu Hao, and fell into a coma before walking halfway.

"Damn it, is there no one who still has combat power?" Yin Tianchou cursed angrily, and when he looked back, most of the monks in Tianqiu Hall were seriously injured, and only a few of them could move.

However, the monks of Haotian Temple and Zhenwu Temple are also in the same situation.

Everyone was made very uncomfortable by the aftermath of the shock just now.

"Yin Tianchou, everyone is seriously injured now, if you continue to fight, you may not necessarily win." Wu Hao laughed loudly.

Yin Tian glared at Wu Hao with hatred, knowing that this was an excellent opportunity to kill him, but he was powerless.

Wu Hao's side is also in the same situation. Even Xuanhu Jun was seriously injured and fell to the ground, without any combat strength.

The three parties have all fought to the point of exhaustion.

A lot of black luck and blue luck were spilled from the scene, all of which were from the dead.

The Qi Luck Qinglong behind Wu Hao was very excited, and stepped forward to swallow the overflowing Qi Luck.

Zhang Liang was also seriously injured, but he hid in the corner protecting the herring, looked at this scene, and quickly said: "Xiaoyou, hurry up, swallow this luck."

"Roar!"

Xuanyou immediately stepped forward and started a fight with Wu Hao's lucky dragon.

In the end, Xuanyou grabbed about half of the luck.

Income: 5000 wisps of luck.

Remaining: 32800 wisps of demon breath, 32400 wisps of luck.

"Great harvest, I never expected that in the end we could swallow so much luck." Zhang Liang was overjoyed.

the other side.

Yuan Binzi coughed twice, and said, "The Zhenwu Temple will not participate in today's matter, let's go."

After Yuan Binzi finished speaking, he waved his hand and left with the remaining dozen or so monks from Zhenwu Temple.

Yin Tianchou cursed inwardly as a waste, and coldly snorted: "Withdraw."

He also retreated with everyone who was still able to move.

In the tomb, only Wu Hao and other people in the Haotian Palace were left, lying or sitting, gasping for breath.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, so let's go too." Wu Hao stood up with support and said, with a wave of his hand, he barely gathered a light curtain, covered everyone, and led them away from the scene.

That night, everyone returned to Haotian Hall and held a large banquet to celebrate Wu Hao's chance.

But there were a lot of people missing at the banquet.

Some people died, and some people were seriously injured and needed rest and healing.

The people sitting in Haotian Palace were all covered in bandages and took a lot of panacea.

Wu Hao sat high on the throne, his handsome and majestic face was filled with joy, and he laughed and said: "Today, our Haotian Palace won a complete victory. Not only did we repel the joint efforts of Tianqidian and Zhenwu Temple, you also helped me obtain the eighth-rank peerless defense technique "Holy Armor Shield Technique". Now we will reward you for your merit."

When everyone heard this, they all looked excited: "Here it is, the Lord Son has begun to reward."

"Master Shengzi is very generous every time he makes a move. I wonder what he will reward us this time?"

Wu Hao looked at the expectant eyes of everyone, and smiled slightly: "First of all, Mr. Xuan Hu. During this battle, he was very brave. He defeated the enemy with one against two and one against three many times. In terms of military exploits, he is number one. He rewarded millions of spirit stones and a middle-grade magic weapon of the Xuan rank!"

Xuan Hujun's tall figure suddenly stood up, a full [-] meters tall, like a fierce tiger, he knelt down on one knee, and said with joy on his face: "Thank you, Son, for the reward!"

Two beautiful maids came forward with two trays. One tray contained a space kit filled with millions of spirit stones. On the other tray was a huge tiger-headed sword. The shape was gorgeous and exaggerated. It was 1.8 meters long, which was very suitable for Mr. Xuanhu.

Mr. Xuan Hu happily accepted the two rewards, and said with great joy: "My generation of monks should fight bravely for the Lord Son!"

Seeing Mr. Xuanhu receiving such a generous reward, everyone was envious and jealous: "It's too exaggerated, Lord Shengzi actually rewarded him with a magic weapon of the middle grade of the Xuan rank."

"Who made Mr. Xuanhu the number one in our Haotian Palace? Every time a battle starts, Mr. Xuanhu is the first. So many rewards should be given."

Even Zhang Liang was very jealous: "It's outrageous. This Wu Hao really deserves to be the holy son of the Heavenly Sword Sect. His attack is too generous, and the reward is such a precious thing. If this knife is given to me, it can make the power of Huan Jinjing go to a higher level."

Wu Hao smiled lightly, and said again: "In this battle, in terms of military exploits, Mr. Xuanhu is number one, but in terms of real merit, there is actually someone else."

Everyone was stunned: "Isn't it? Is there someone more credited than Mr. Xuanhu?"

Wu Hao turned his head to look at Zhang Liang, and said with a smile, "That's right, this person is Zhang Liang. Just after Zhang Liang joined my Haotian Palace, he saved my Taoist mate Herring from fire and water three times in a row. In terms of credit, he should be number one!"

"This holy son has decided to reward him with the opportunity to learn the eighth-grade peerless defense technique "Holy Armor Shield Technique"!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar: "I'm going! Is Master Shengzi crazy? That is an eighth-rank peerless magic technique, and it is rewarded like this to a newcomer who has just entered Haotian Palace?"

"Although it's just a learning opportunity, isn't the reward too generous?"

But no matter how you say it, the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible to take them back.

Zhang Liang never thought that Wu Hao would spend such a large amount of money to reward himself with the "Holy Armor Shield Technique".

Zhang Liang quickly pretended to be flattered, and cupped his hands to thank him: "My lord, this reward is too expensive, I'm afraid I can't afford it."

Wu Hao waved his hand: "I said I want to reward you, and I want to reward you. Hurry up and accept it."

Zhang Liang pretended to decline several times before accepting it happily.

"Ding! Your favorability with Zhang Liang has increased by 30 points, and now the total favorability is 80 points."

"Ding! Zhang Liang's favorability for you has increased by 30 points, and now the total favorability is 70 points."

Seeing that Zhang Liang's favorability has greatly increased, Wu Hao smiled, without saying a word.

Zhang Liang can keep the "Holy Armor and Shield Technique" for three years, and don't hand it over to Wu Hao until he succeeds in training.

This kind of eighth-rank peerless technique is very difficult to practice and takes a long time, so it is generally borrowed in units of years. Three years is already very short, and it usually takes five or six years, or even more than ten years to practice successfully.

This is also normal, after all, Nascent Soul cultivators have a very long lifespan, often thousands of years, so borrowing a book of spells for a few years is nothing to them.

Wu Hao then rewarded dozens of times in succession, and basically everyone received the rewards. Everyone drank and mingled, and the guests enjoyed themselves. After drinking for several hours, the venue ended.

In Haotian Hall, everyone had already left, only Wu Hao, Xuan Hujun, and a man wearing a feather crown and a dark green long gown, who looked very elegant were sitting there.

Mr. Hua Yu.

This person is very mysterious and rarely appears in the outside world.

But all the monks inside the Haotian Palace knew that Hua Yujun had a very high status. In the Haotian Palace, he was equivalent to a military advisor.

Every time Wu Hao takes any important action, he always has to discuss it with Mr. Hua Yu for several years before finalizing the plan before taking action.

Therefore, Wu Hao attaches great importance to Mr. Hua Yu.

At this moment, in the hall.

Xuanhu frowned and asked, "My lord, is it not prudent to reward Zhang Liang with such an important eighth-rank spell just after he joined our Haotian Palace?"

Mr. Xuanhu felt a little jealous. He joined the Haotian Temple for so long and made countless contributions. He never obtained the eighth-rank spell from Wu Hao, but Zhang Liang got it as soon as he came, which made Mr. Xuanhu very angry.

Wu Hao laughed when he heard the words:
"Mr. Xuanhu, you only know that Zhang Liang is a newcomer, but you don't know that he is extremely talented and kind-hearted."

"My Holy Son has investigated. He was born in a small place with poor resources like Weizhou, and his status is low. He is just a relative of a small family in a small Qingshan City. He has practiced for more than ten years before he established the foundation stage."

"But he is a genius. After his talent exploded, he soared into the sky. Not only was he promoted to Jindan in just one year, he joined the Hero Club and slaughtered demons. He was also quickly promoted to Nascent Soul, established the Evil Elimination Gate, and led Weizhou, Luzhou, and Hanzhou."

"Whether this person is talented or intelligent, he is an extremely high-ranking person. He is a very outstanding talent. He must not be easily let go."

Hearing this, Mr. Xuanhu was very unconvinced, turned his head to look at Mr. Huayu, and asked, "Mr. Huayu, do you think so too?"

(End of this chapter)