"Pei Shan? You really can't wait to see me dead!"
A flicker of killing intent flashed through Qin Hao's eyes.
He and Pei Shan had agreed to fight in a month, yet Pei Shan had actually sent assassins after him.
Shing!
Bang!
The Blazing Sky Sword left its sheath, and Qin Hao casually swung it.
Brilliant sword light blossomed in an instant, striking the attacking young man's palm.
With a dull thud, the young man grunted and staggered more than a dozen steps backward.
"He's a tough one! Everyone, attack together!"
The young man snorted coldly and attacked again.
"Do it."
"Qin Hao, this will be your grave."
The other four attacked at the same time.
In an instant, palm winds, sword light, and saber force all surged toward Qin Hao.
"As expected of veteran disciples. Not one of them is weak."
Qin Hao could clearly feel the difference between these men and the newly admitted disciples.
Even the least experienced veteran disciple had been in the Myriad Phenomena Hall for three years. Every one of them had an exceptionally solid foundation, and working together, these five increased their combined combat strength by several tenths.
"Sword-Sweeping Slash!"
Qin Hao unleashed his martial skill.
A streak of sword light twenty feet long instantly enveloped the space ahead.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Watch out! Fall back!"
"Argh!"
"Block it!"
Several screams rang out.
Then two of the young men staggered backward, their arms drenched in blood and their faces pale.
"Again!"
Qin Hao unleashed the full power of his cultivation.
He swung his sword again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
"No! Qin Hao, don't you dare!"
One of the young men tried to flee in terror, but it was doomed to be futile. Qin Hao's sword was faster. Its light swept across the young