Shen Hao caught sight of Wu Kai. If he'd been any slower, Wu Kai would be dead.
A Barbarian wielding a three-foot long blade had hacked straight through Wu Kai's Stone Armor Skill, slashing deep into his shoulder. If Wu Kai let his grip slip, he'd be cleaved clean in two.
As Shen Hao passed by, a surge of soul power enveloped the scene, then he swung his blade and decapitated the Barbarian.
"You holding up or not?"
"Of course I am. But this time it got to the bone, hurts like hell. Got any pills on you? Give me one."
Shen Hao dragged Wu Kai to the rear, pulled out a healing pill from his storage bag, and said, "If your bone's broken, set it first and then use the medicine..."
"Alright, alright, I know this stuff better than you do. Tsk, tsk, Xuanqing Guard really are loaded, just casually handing out middle-grade pills like that."
Shen Hao shook his head, didn't linger for chit-chat. The situation up on the camp wall was even deadlier; he had no time to stay behind.
