Approaching the evening, Zhou Hao walked out of the villa group with a stupid face, and one afternoon, except for chatting with Xiao Longxiang about some innocuous things, he didn't even ask where Xiao Bingsheng was.

This made Zhou Hao, who was originally holding a lot of anger in his heart, even more depressed, with Zhou Hao's understanding of Xiao Bingsheng, this old guy is a Xuanwu city guard, if it is not a major event, it is impossible to leave Qingshi.

Xiao Longxiang, on the other hand, didn't seem to know about Xiao Bingsheng, and he was indifferent to the old man's whereabouts.

After thinking about it, he remembered the old man who was wearing glasses and turning the pen: "This city guard is obviously just the person in charge on the surface, but it is the high-end combat power of this Qingshi, who will it be?"

As the Grandmaster of the Three Realms who has crossed the heart tribulation of the body tribulation, whether it is a martial artist or a Xuan Xiu, any one of them has the strength to level a hill in an instant, rivaling an army.

Zhou Hao does not believe that Qingshi, as a coastal economic center, will not have such high-end combat power.

As soon as I walked out of the West Lake Garden, as soon as I put down the things about Xiao Bingsheng, my mind changed, and I couldn't help but think of the island country text that I had just written down, and I was thinking about going back to sort it out and tidying up the book "A Little Array". Just like a cat smelling a fishy smell, an indescribable breath made Zhou Hao can't help but look sideways, and the next moment, he fixed his gaze in front of a restaurant on the corner of the street.

As far as the eye could see, two men stood at the door of the store very conspicuously, one of them was a white-haired old man in a brown robe, and the other was a middle-aged man with a mustache.

At this time, the eyes of the two of them were like seeing a blood-eating Komodo dragon, looking at Zhou Hao greedily and bloodthirsty, and the indifference and contempt in their eyes were undisguised.

Even faintly, with the cultivator's perception of the aura, Zhou Hao could vaguely capture the hostility deliberately revealed by the two.

With a distance of more than 100 meters, the eyes of the two couldn't help but remind Zhou Hao of the man in black last night: "Hehe, it's really ghostly!"

Obviously, Zhou Hao regarded these two people as accomplices with the man in black last night.

Subconsciously, he stopped, and the old man in the long shirt and the middle-aged man with a mustache threw a sneer.

In the distance, the old man's lips moved, and the next moment, a voice sounded in Zhou Hao's ears: "If you don't want Zhou Hongmao to have an accident, come with us." ”

A word prompted the reverse scales, Zhou Hao's eyes condensed, and he didn't say a word, and a hundred meters away, the old man in the long shirt and the eight-character bearded man, regardless of Zhou Hao's reaction at this time, turned around and walked directly towards the mountains and forests in the north.

The speed is comparable to the 100-meter sprint, and even the world champion is out of reach. Along the way, it attracted the attention of many people.

Behind the two, Zhou Hao, who maintained a distance of more than fifty meters, had a cold face, and followed behind the two of them in the slightest, judging the cultivation of the two from the walking steps of the two and the faint breath revealed.

But what made Zhou Hao strange was that in addition to the essence and blood aura on their bodies that was stronger than ordinary people, the two of them did not leak any breath.

Subconsciously, the black and white spiritual power in the body was infused into his eyes. The corners of Zhou Hao's mouth hooked up a sneer: "The peak of the Tongfu realm, the peak of internal strength, the big hand, who wants to attack me?

In front of him, the old man in the long shirt was obviously a Xuan Xiu of the Tongfu Realm, and the middle-aged man with a slightly shorter beard on the side was a peak martial artist with internal strength.

Just imagine, the city guards of every city are only the cultivation of the peak of the second realm, and in this busy city, there are actually two powerhouses at the peak of the second realm at the same time, and judging from the two of them to restrain their own breath techniques, these two in front of them are obviously two veteran monks who have experienced a hundred battles.

This has to be treated by Zhou Hao, if the two people in front of him are the same group as the glasses man who smoked a cigar last night, then the organization that sent these high-end monks can be called terrifying!

Because of this, Zhou Hao remembered the 'dark phoenix' in Yan Zhengnan's mouth. In addition to this organization, Zhou Hao really couldn't understand which other side had such a background to send so many high-end monks one after another.

As for Tuoba Xiong and that cousin, Zhou Hao didn't think about it, but compared to these two, Zhou Hao was sure that Dark Phoenix was more suspicious.

Zhou Hao, whose mind had begun to secretly communicate with Xiao Hei, said softly: "It seems that you have to be weak first, otherwise if you run away, I'll ask you?"

Unexpectedly, these two people would threaten the old man's life as soon as they said it, and in his heart, Zhou Hao had already regarded the old man in the long shirt and the middle-aged man with a beard as dead people!

It was getting dark, and the evenings in April were extremely long.

With the strength of the feet of the three of them, even if they walked like ordinary people, in less than half an hour, they had already left the West Lake, left the downtown area, passed through several villages in the northernmost part of Qingshi, and went deep into a mountain forest that Zhou Hao had never visited.

The trees in the forest were dappled with shadows and lush vegetation, and the three stopped by a small stream, and the three of them were bathed in the bloody afterglow of the sunset, staring at each other.

The old man in the long shirt looked at Zhou Hao with a solemn face, after several days, the organization finally found out the culprit who stole the formation that night, and after eliminating the other three suspects by bloody means, the target was finally fixed on Zhou Hao.

And the little ant who originally thought he could catch it turned into a strong man who was enough to match the peak of the second realm overnight, which made the old man feel extremely uncomfortable.

Just last night, the two of them were mighty, with the intention of killing chickens and using knives, preparing to stage a car accident on the Qingjiang Bridge, but they didn't want to be the first to get there.

And when the two of them thought about sitting on the fisherman, they were stunned to find that this Zhou Hao was not an ordinary person, let alone a small person at the peak of external strength, but a martial artist who was enough to match the peak of internal strength!

Even, in the opponent's sudden kill, there is still room for strength.

The old man in the long shirt and the eight-character beard still remember that the eyes of the two of them hiding in the distance and looking at each other at that time were just as sluggish as those terminally ill patients in the intensive care ward, really, with Zhou Hao's age, no matter how strange the brain circuits of the two are, no matter how big the brain hole is, they can't imagine that Zhou Hao is actually a peak martial artist with internal strength!

It's just that the two naturally have the arrogance of the two!

What about the peak of internal strength, cultivators, self-confidence first, in terms of the two of them with many years of actual combat experience, even if Zhou Hao started cultivating in his mother's womb, it is just a little stronger than others, and the actual combat power may not be able to match a veteran martial artist in the real sense.

What's more, right now, are the two joining forces?

Now that the identity of the other party has been determined, the old man in the long shirt will not say much, he still knows a little about Zhou Hao's background, if he does not quickly solve the book "Slightly Array" that the other party found from him, I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble.

"The lion pounces on the rabbit, use all your strength!

The bearded man clenched his fists, and a resolute momentum rose up around his body, and the air around him seemed to be pushed outward by an invisible big hand, and with a poof, a wave of qi visible to the naked eye scattered.

The old man in the long shirt was even worse, and in the blink of an eye, a piece of hand shadow formed in front of him, and as his hands parted, Zhou Hao only felt as if the air around him had been forcibly pulled away and away from him!

At the same time, translucent wind blades that were visible to the naked eye and the size of kitchen knives were dense like rain, flying towards Zhou Hao's shop.

"Unexpectedly, the awakened one is actually the Wind Spirit Root!"

Just after perceiving a trace of strangeness in the air, Zhou Hao hurriedly flew back, the energy in his body covered his whole body, and his hand became a tiger's claw and grabbed the ground, and a large number of pebbles were as if they were attracted by magnets, and they crashed into the wind blade in front of him with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

This energetic control made the eight-character Hu warrior who originally wanted to rush over stunned for a moment.

And the old man in the long robe, who was about to cast the next spell, also subconsciously appeared for a moment of distraction.

Since neither of them could have imagined, how could this means, which only the Three Realms Grandmaster could control, appear in the hands of this kid?

In just such a moment, Zhou Hao, who was flying back, kicked back with his right foot, and he thought strongly, his body was almost close to the ground, and he took the lead in rushing towards the eight-figure bearded man.