The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

With two muffled sounds, the two first-rank masters who were attacking swiftly just now flew upside down like kites with a broken string, and did not stop their retreat until they hit the water wall.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in the other's eyes.

They had known for a long time that Zhao Hao had a suspected first-rank expert next to him, so they sent a full two first-rank masters, and also sent over a dozen second-rank and third-rank masters.

But Lao Yang's strength still exceeded their expectations.

"My son, how is my wave?"

Lao Yang smiled and claimed credit, and kicked a sneak attacking frogman.

The frogman didn't know whether it was a second-rank or a third-rank. He broke an arm on the spot, and was taken away by Luo Shui without a word.

Zhao Hao commented solemnly: "It's not bad, today you and I join forces, killing seven in and seven out will not be a problem!"

In just a moment, he understood that Lao Yang was really strong.

He didn't even understand. Are those in front of him really masters above the third rank?

When he heard Yipin before, he would subconsciously think of a black-faced man.

Just make up your mind and you will be strong!

Once one person rushed into an army of 10 people, cut off the head of the main general as a ball, and even dribbled the ball and brought it back to his home base camp. Couldn't that mother be fierce?

As a result, these two products...

That's it?

"Lao Yang! Are you sure you're not a master?"

"no!"

"Why do I feel that the gap between Yipin and Yipin is bigger than that of humans and dogs?"

"Not so good!"

Two first-rank masters: "..."

They looked horrified, but they were not irritated by Zhao Hao's words. They immediately took out two pills and swallowed them, and their aura immediately increased.

Seeing this situation, Lao Yang couldn't help but sneered: "Take drugs? Will you be able to break through the Grand Master by taking drugs?"

The two first-rank masters did not speak, and attacked together again.

The strength of the person in front of them was indeed beyond their expectations, but they had to complete this task.

Lao Yang was not afraid, and fought bravely while protecting Zhao Hao.

"Long!"

"Long!"

The two collisions caused sonic booms, and the surrounding river was covered in white mist, as if it had been beaten into mist.

Even the water wall, which was stirred up by a dozen second-rank and third-rank frogmen, almost fell apart because of it.

In the water wall, the third-grade frogmen all flew upside down, as if they had suffered internal injuries, and several of them were harvested by Luoshui's long sword in an instant.

The second-grade frogman is still struggling to support, blocking Lao Yang's actions while waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

Hearing Lao Yang's muffled snort, Zhao Hao couldn't help asking: "Lao Yang, are you alright?"

Lao Yang casually pinched the throat of a sneak attacking second-grade frogman, and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth: "A mere trauma is nothing to worry about!"

Zhao Hao grinned: "I'm vomiting blood, don't pretend!"

Lao Yang said earnestly: "I, Lao Yang, studied hard all my life and mastered countless skills, but I can't learn the word 'pretending'!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

He raised his eyes and saw that the two first-rank masters on the opposite side were vomiting blood. The two had already fallen into the water, and the blood dyed a few red clouds on the surface of the river.

The two subconsciously backed away, already thinking about retreating.

It turns out that Lao Yang is so strong!

Zhao Hao was excited: "Old Yang, can you kill him?"

One of the first-rank masters was shocked, and couldn't help asking: "Don't you ask why we assassinated you?"

Zhao Hao looked puzzled: "There are too many people who assassinated me, and they all ask the reason, and if they all answer, I won't be exhausted?"

Everyone: "..."

Lao Yang lowered his voice and said, "They just took the medicine, and it seems to be a bit difficult. Young master, do you think you should drag them and wait for the old man to come, or break out immediately and wait for the Feiyuwei to catch them?"

"of course……"

Of course Zhao Hao wanted Lao Yang to drag them and watch the old man torture them.

But before the words came out, a very bad feeling suddenly arose.

The star full of black gas appeared.

Boil!

Why is this man here?

His heart skipped a beat, and the hairs all over his body exploded.

"Breakout! Let's go now!"

"okay!"

Lao Yang chuckled: "But their formation is a bit powerful, so be careful of bumps!"

Zhao Hao was a little flustered, and kept urging: "Just hurry up! How could I... yue! Wucao, slow down!"

Lao Yang obviously didn't hear the second half of Zhao Hao's sentence, and his figure turned into an afterimage tossing and turning.

Every time it appeared, the hand knife could accurately cut an assassin's neck, and then a figure would fall into the inland river.

The two masters of the first rank wanted to tear their eyes apart, and they tried to stop them one after another, but they couldn't even touch the corner of Lao Yang's clothes.

In less than ten breaths, all the frogmen in the water wall fell, either seriously injured or directly killed, except for one who hid directly under the water surface, it seemed that few of them could breathe. After falling into the water, they were quickly killed. Luoshui made up the knife and took it away.

The water wall several feet high collapsed, and the assassination team of more than a dozen people now has less than five people left.