"Are you going to be a leader!?"

Li Hui stood on top of the broken pillar and looked down at Qin Hao condescendingly, "Don't think I'm the same as Yunlin's waste!"

Qin Hao's eyes were calm, and he glanced faintly at the Refining Weapon Valley disciple who seemed to be very arrogant, indeed, although they were not good at fighting and attacking, it didn't mean that they would be weaker than others in the same realm.

Kryptonite monks must have his advantages.

"Brother Qin, this is a private matter between my Wang family and the Refining Weapon Valley!"

Even though he had been injured, Wang Anxu was still angry, and even because of his anger, his whole face turned hideous.

Even though the green robe had been shattered, it still couldn't stop his killing intent, and his body shot away again. Qin Hao's eyes moved slightly, and a white palm stopped Wang Anxu, who was about to move.

"This Da Luo Jin Immortal is a member of the Xuantian Sect of the Three Rank Great Sect in the Northern Regions, go and find his inheritance, your brother and I will take care of it! Xuantian Sect and Desolate Sect have the same origin, just find the inheritance, but don't agree to join Xuantian Sect!"

As for the reason, Qin Hao naturally wouldn't say it explicitly, and others wouldn't interfere much in their cultivation, just like the Nine Extremes treated him, there would be no one who had the same path in the immortal land.

Qin Hao said lightly, "After the inheritance, give me the Tai Sui in your mouth, and my sister won't want other immortal treasures!"

Wang Hanxu was stunned, his scarlet eyes cleared a little, and his face was awe-inspiring: "Brother, please ask Brother Qin!"

What Qin Hao said had already confirmed his conjecture, this Da Luo Golden Immortal skeleton contained the inheritance of the Golden Immortal, and it could even enter the big stage in the Northern Regions.

But with this kind of golden immortal inheritance, the young man in front of him didn't take anything and gave it to him in vain?

Wang Hanxu's eyes changed slightly, and he fell on the pale gold skeleton sitting in the center of the main hall, and his body was like a wild goose.

Immediately, many people who were still in this palace Chiang Kai-shek's eyes changed slightly, and saw Wang Hanxu, whose face was pale, falling next to the bones of Da Luo Jinxian, a pair of eyes looking at the hollow, and his body slowly sat down, his eyelids slowly closed, as if he had entered the inheritance of chance.

But no one can know what Wang Hanxu is experiencing.

After all, there are still greedy people, almost at the moment when Wang Hanxu settled down, there was an immortal source training, and a figure in a robe surged towards the center of the main hall.

"Wealth moves the heart, and interests disturb Hongchen......" Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent, "There are always people who don't know whether they are dead or alive!"

Qin Hao rolled up his robe, and at some point, a three-foot sword had emerged.

If you choose your own choice, you will have to pay the corresponding price for it!

Airplanes!

The sword body groaned lightly, and a sword light like a rainbow also went towards the bones of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the sword light flew by, but it was half a minute faster than the figure of the Xuan robe.

Just when the man had already appeared behind Wang Hanxu, and the long blade in his hand had already pressed against Wang Hanxu's throat, a sword light swept by.

"Give me death!"

The man in the robe drank lightly, a thought in his heart had been fulfilled, he turned around, and there was even a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "The person I want to kill, how can you stop me!?"

He lightly rolled up his sleeved robe and walked towards Qin Hao.

Suddenly, the sound of falling water aroused his idea, and his eyes looked to the side......

Blood is like a fountain, soaking the ground!

"My arm...... Ahh

In an instant, a wail sounded, and in his gaze, his arm had already been cut off, and even Wang Hanxu was still sitting in front of the pale gold bones.

Only Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent, holding the Nine Heavens Sword in one hand, and he came slowly, his voice was faint, but there was a hint of coolness, "It's just a monk and a monk, how can you have arrogant capital?"

The sound fell, and another cold light rose, and in the horrified gaze of the man in the black robe, it swept through his throat.

A head fell silently, and the wailing ceased.

When the vitality was buried, not only Wang Anxu, but even Li Hui also changed his complexion, as if he sensed something.

Bang!

The immortal source qi erupted, instantly shaking back Wang Anxu, who was embarrassed and bloodstained, and looked at the center of the main hall with gloomy eyes.

I saw that in the center of the hall, a headless corpse in a black robe knelt on the ground, without a trace of life, and next to the corpse, there was a white-robed young man holding a sword, standing proudly.

Li Hui was angry at the moment, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Qin Hao was also looking at each other, but Li Hui at this moment, under Wang Anxu's almost exchanging injuries for injuries, was also a little embarrassed.

With such strength, does it even have arrogant capital?

It's a pity that it was the feud between them and Wang Anxu's two brothers, and he didn't want Qin Hao to intervene, so Qin Hao had the idea of letting Wang Hanxu accept the inheritance and let the two brothers solve it themselves.

Cultivating immortals all the way, if there is a feud in the state of mind and cannot be consummated, it will harm them, and they may fall into it.

I saw that Li Hui slowly strode towards Qin Hao's place, "You actually dare to kill my disciple of the Refining Weapon Valley!?"

He sneered, facing Qin Hao was still so arrogant, but those eyes containing cold killing intent shocked everyone present, especially Wang Anxu, who wanted to resist Qin Hao even more.

He wasn't worried that Li Hui would be able to hurt Qin Hao, but he was afraid that Qin Hao would cut him off with a sword.

"Brother Qin!"

Wang Anxu's face turned pale and he spoke slowly.

Qin Hao naturally knew what he meant, so he didn't plan to kill Li Hui.

Seeing that Qin Hao showed no signs of making a move, Li Hui's smile became even stronger, and even a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, "Cut off your arm and leave!"

Cutting off an arm?

Qin Hao originally wanted to sit on the wall and watch, and he needed to make another move, but now, obviously, he had to knock out some dogs' teeth first.

Rumble!

In the dantian world, the sea of chaos shook impressively, and a sword blade was wrapped in a cold spell, and then it came out in an instant.

The moment the sword was released, the sword turned into three feet, and at such a distance, it was difficult for Li Hui to dodge at all.

He didn't even expect that Qin Hao would shoot directly, slashing at him with a sword, Li Hui's body was about to move, and the light of the Xuan robe rose sharply, wanting to resist the sword.

After all, it backfired!

The sword flashed, and not only that, but it also blasted him out, and in an instant, the three-zhang sword was divided into thousands of people, turning into sword light, like clouds of smoke......

Rarely!

All the Xuanroo disciples present were shrouded in it, and it was a long time coming.

Cloud smoke sword style, come to heaven and earth again!

With a shock in his palm, the Jiuxiao Sword disappeared, and Qin Hao ignored some of the monks present around him, walked towards Wang Anxu, and in his palm, I don't know when a blue pill had appeared.

Sou!

With a flick of his fingers, the green mang turned into Wang Anxu's throat, "Recover first, his inheritance should be almost accepted!"

Wang Anxu's pale face was slowly recovering, and there was a hint of gratitude in his gaze looking at Qin Hao, "Those Refining Weapon Valley disciples ......"

Without waiting for Wang Anxu to finish speaking, Qin Hao had already waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's just shrouded in clouds and smoke, don't worry, I haven't killed them!"

And at this moment, some monks who were in Ximan Mountain had already recognized that Yunyan, and then guessed the identity of the white-robed young man, all of them were ......

Such as mourning!