From tens of miles away, Ji Hao saw those arrow guards were going to rip off Feng Xing's boots. In a great rage, Ji Hao released the Flame Dragon Sword, that transformed into an, over a-hundred zhang long flame dragon silhouette, roaring towards those arrow guards. Streams of purple mist rose from between Ji Hao's eyebrows. The tremendous power contained in his Golden Dan were injected into the Flame Dragon Sword; the flame dragon silhouette was as great as an astonishing rainbow, wherever it swooshed across, a mile long blasting air stream would appear in the air.
Such a dazzling, splendent sword attack… Even those arrow guards were startled by this sudden attack.
An arrow guard instantly clenched his fingers and grabbed Feng Xing's neck, lifting Feng Xing up to shield himself. The Flame Dragon Sword was re-processed by Yu Yu himself, and was thoroughly remolded already; by now, the sword was as powerful as top-grade holy weapons. Flying speed of that flame dragon silhouette transformed from the Flame Dragon Sword was extremely fast, and the fierce sense of power released by it could even make people quiver in fear. This sword guard realized that he wouldn't able to dodge this attack, therefore, he directly lifted Feng Xing up as a human shield.
Ji Hao roared out in anger and following his voice, a wisp of purple mist flashed across in-between Ji Hao's eyebrows. At the same time, the flame dragon silhouette slightly turned in the air, bypassed Feng Xing's body, bringing up an immense, curved trace and tens of sharp sword light beams in the air, then continued roaring towards that sword guard. The flame dragon silhouette wrapped in a huge stream of fiery sword light moved so fast that a beam of sword light swept across Feng Xing's body and cut a big half of Feng Xing's long hair off. A puff of hair rose, drifted in the air, and soon were all burned into ashes by the fiery sword light.
A quick series of clangs abruptly burst out. The sword light swooshed across the air and suddenly, thousands of arrows all clanged against the Flame Dragon Sword.
These arrows all had different textures, made from wood, bamboo, iron or stone. In total, there were at least over a hundred different types of arrows. All arrowheads had spell symbols sparkling on them that brought up sharp and long arrow lights, which looked like a meteor shower, striking on the Flame Dragon Sword.
"Break!" Ji Hao roared while pointing his finger at the sword. Followed by his move, all arrows, whether they were made from wood, stone, iron or bamboo, were all burned into nothingness by the scorching flame released by the sword. The dazzling, tremendous sword light again slightly turned in the air, continued swishing towards that arrow guard, who had locked Feng Xing's throat with his fingers.
"Take the sword back! Or I'll kill him!" Seeing the Flame Dragon Sword coming right towards him, the sword guard roared while abruptly clenching his fingers harder. Thick blood veins bulged under his skin, and at the same time, a loud howl was squeezed out of Feng Xing's throat due to a hell-like pain. The cartilage in Feng Xing's throat was instantly smashed.
The Flame Dragon Sword immediately stopped in the air. As Ji Hao waved his hand, the sword zipped back and quickly darted into Ji Hao's forehead, merging with his body.
Within this short span of time, Ji Hao and Man Man, who was grabbed in Ji Hao's hand, had already approached Feng Xing and those sword guards. By now, Ji Hao and Man Man were only less than a mile away from the twenty-four arrow guards.
"No more steps forward! Or I'll kill him!" Seeing Ji Hao kept walking up with big steps, that sword guard who had Feng Xing's throat locked hurriedly yelled out.
The Flame Dragon Sword's sword light was fierce and violent, and the immense pure fire power contained in it had even brought him the horrible sense of death. Therefore, this arrow guard, who had realized that Ji Hao was here to save Feng Xing, hurriedly grabbed Feng Xing and threatened Ji Hao, telling him to stop walking forward.
Ji Hao stopped, pointed at Feng Xing and said in a cold voice, "Let him heal himself. If he dies, you all would never be able to leave!"
One arrow guard looked at Ji Hao, then glanced at Man Man, who was standing beside Ji Hao. After that, he sneered and teased, "Do you even know where we came from? How dare you, two little kids, say something like that to us? If we want to leave, do you think you can stop us?"
Ji Hao patted on Man Man's shoulder, then said blandly, "Feng Xing is Man Man's friend, and also mine. I'm nobody, and don't have any powerful man to rely on, however, Man Man's Abba is the Fire God, Zhu Rong. You can just kill Feng Xing if you insist, then we'll see if old Zhu Rong will come to punish you for that!"
Man Man proudly raised her head, while her pair of hammers released blazing fire. A raging, great fire suddenly burst out from her body. Within that fire, her entire body turned into a translucent, sparkling, ruby-like and human-shaped silhouette. In the meanwhile, an especially pure and divine sense of natural magic flame swiftly shrouded the entire area that had a radius of a few miles.
The looks of all arrow guards changed instantly, then they subconsciously glanced at Feng Xing.
If Feng Xing was alone, they could simply kill him; if Ji Hao was the only one who came to help him, they could just finish Ji Hao as well.
But the daughter of the Fire God Zhu Rong…The twenty-four arrow guards frowned together. How the hell did Feng Xing make such a troublesome friend?
"This lowly bastard!" cursed a sword guard exasperatedly, "How did this lowly bastard know such a troublesome one?"
Ji Hao inhaled some fresh air. Seeing the name of old Zhu Rong frightening these arrow guards, Ji Hao spread his hands, grinned and said, "Good, now we can all calm down, and talk in peace, right? How about you pull that arrow out and let Feng Xing heal himself?"
"I suggest we firstly insure Feng Xing's life safety, then we figure out solutions for other problems through negotiation." Ji Hao said to those arrow guards in an honest tone, "No matter what kind of enmity was planted between you and Feng Xing, nothing in this world is unsolvable. We don't always have to start a huge fight and grow a deadly hatred, do we? What do you think, dear uncles?"
Judging from the appearances, these arrow guards were all in the middle age.
The life span of Senior Magi could extend to a thousand of years, therefore, a fourth-year-old Senior Magus may look similar to a three-hundred-year-old one. Ji Hao vaguely called these arrow guards 'uncles', which was already extremely polite under such a situation.
Those arrow guards quickly glanced at each other, then nodded simultaneously and slowly took a few steps back. Only the one who had locked Feng Xing's throat stayed at the front. Seeing the other arrow guards all step back, this arrow guard slowly grabbed the arrow, which was stuck in Feng Xing's neck, and pulled it out.
Blood spurted out in streams along with the arrow. Feng Xing coughed loudly for a few times, then the skin and flesh near his wound began regrowing. As a Senior Magus, the great life-force allowed his wound to heal itself within the span of a few breaths. He gnashed his teeth, looked at Ji Hao and let out a very bitter smile.
"I told you, not to come…this is, my own trouble."
"This is our trouble!" Ji Hao stared at Feng Xing, and responded seriously, "We've drunk together, fought together, killed monsters together… which means we're already brothers. So, a brother's trouble is our trouble."
Ji Hao's words made Feng Xing pause briefly. Then he maintained that bitter grin and said, "These people are truly hard to deal with! Even ten-thousand times harder than dealing with Ying Yunpeng."
Ji Hao looked at Feng Xing while purple mist rose from his pair of dagger-sharp eyes and coiled in the air. Nine purple-golden spell symbols emerged, gradually lighting up around his pupils, and began rotating slowly.
The subtle vibration of natural power wasn't detected by anyone, yet it had swiftly spread out to a hundred mile round. Ji Hao then said to Feng Xing honestly and seriously, "It's okay even if they are ten-thousand times more troublesome than Ying Yunpeng. If there's any trouble, we'll deal with it together. Anyway, it's better than you running out and be caught alone… might end up dead in the wild like a wounded dog, then eventually be corrupted into a pile of bones."
Feng Xing gnashed his teeth, seemingly wanting to say something. But all a sudden, hands of the twenty-four arrow guards began shining simultaneously and in the next moment, a longbow appeared in the hands of each of them. Afterwards, the entire world seemed to be filled up by the swishing noise caused by flying arrows. Ji Hao immediately lost his vision. The entire sky in his sight was blocked by the tremendous airwave brought up by those zipping swords.
"Thunder!" Ji Hao locked his fingers together and roared. Along with his voice, the natural power within a-hundred miles in radius began vibrating intensely; when those flying arrows were still tens of zhang away from Ji Hao, twenty-four lightning bolts had already stuck down from the heaven, followed by earth-shaking thunders.