Martial Soul: Be a Saint

In the blink of an eye, Jia Ren had charged into the fray with his bare hands, ready to show off his might and intimidate the ten black clothed men in front of him.    

Thus, he threw a punch at the evil ghost scimitar that was rapidly spinning in the air towards it.    

However, it was also at this time that Wu Hao's voice sounded beside his ears, causing his entire body to tremble, he subconsciously retracted his fist, following that, his figure exploded backwards, carefully looking at the evil ghost scimitar which was spinning in mid air.    

Sure enough, from the edge of the evil ghost scimitar's blade, he saw many strands of strange green light flashing under the sunlight.    

This was a metal knife. It had been soaked in poison all year round, leaving behind a residue of deadly poison. It was almost attached to the edge of the blade.    

If the blade were to wound someone and be eroded by the poison, they wouldn't be too far off from death.    

"Clang!"    

The little fatty Jia Ren flew into a rage. Facing these ten people's malicious intent, he instantly became enraged.    

"You dog, you want to kill me, fat grandpa, then I will not kill you!"    

Jia Ren bellowed, he quickly took out a big blade from his back, and with a Wave Breaking Slash, he swept out.    

Jia Ren was a martial arts expert, and the people in front of him were only Upper Sky warrior.    

After his Waves Breaking Strike, the terrifying blade force, with the momentum of sweeping away thousands of enemies, instantly knocked down ten evil ghost scimitar s that were still circling in the air.    

However, when they felt the terrifying aura erupting from his body, the ten black clothed people immediately stopped and looked at each other.    

Following which, he touched his waist simultaneously and took out two silver needles that were sparkling with a silvery light.    

The next moment, however, it was enough to make people sigh.    

It seemed as if they had already agreed on it, and the needle instantly pierced into his temple.    

When the silver needles entered their acupoints, their eyeballs couldn't help but bulge out of their sockets.    

Not long later, just as Jia Ren was feeling suspicious, the imposing manner of the ten black clothed men suddenly rose sharply. In the blink of an eye, they had broken through their innate limit and reached the peak of First Sky of Martial Master Realm.    

Witnessing their actions and the burst of aura, Jia Ren was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped off.    

"What technique is this?"    

He opened his eyes wide and blurted out in shock.    

Just as he said that, Wu Hao had already appeared beside him without a sound and answered: This is not a secret technique, but the Essence Devouring Needle Art!    

"Ugh …" "What is the 'Essence Devouring Needle Technique'?" Hearing this, Jia Ren almost subconsciously asked.    

"It is a method of acupuncture that can stimulate one's potential and forcefully increase one's cultivation. Afterwards, it will devour the body!" Wu Hao looked at the ten people in front of him, and replied with a serious tone.    

At the same time, he flipped his hand and a porcelain bottle appeared in his palm. He quickly uncorked the bottle and poured out two emerald pills.    

"Here, eat this antidote. Be careful of this knife later. This antidote can only be suppressed, but not detoxified. Don't fall for it!" Wu Hao quickly gave him one of the pills, and at the same time reminded him in such a solemn tone.    

When he was done, he took a detoxification pill and quickly put away the bottle before taking out a sword.    

Sou sou sou!    

It was at this time that ten black clothed men, with cold faces and evil ghost scimitar s, rushed over in an orderly fashion.    

They looked like assassins from some assassination organization because their fighting methods were too neat and they didn't say a word the whole time.