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Li Zhengwen smiled wryly, how would he know which family Wang Tianhao belonged to.

A few years ago, my daughter came back and suddenly said that she was looking for this character, and it was just a name for a broken soul, and I didn't even know his real name.

However, as soon as Li Yuanji asked this, he thought carefully in his mind, Wang Tianhao, surnamed Wang, does Yanjing have this family?

Yes, but he will definitely not be from Yanjing, Huaxia is big, and there are countless families with the surname Wang, who knows where he will be.

Seeing this, Li Yuanji and the monks of all the families all understood, shook their heads one after another, and shifted their gaze to the training ground.

It was spacious after all, and almost a third of the ground had collapsed at this time, with Wang Tianhao as the center.

There was no ground about eight meters around him, only a dark pit.

There was nothing where he stood, and there was a pillar at his feet, as if it had risen from the ground.

In fact, the surrounding ground was blown down, forming a relatively obvious lone shadow.

The substantial pillar of sword qi had already dissipated, and Wang Tianhao's figure was revealed in front of everyone.

He was dressed in casual clothes, and the clothes on his upper body had been torn, revealing countless hideous scars, but there was snow-white skin on his chest.

The Selfless Realm monk knew at a glance that it was definitely restored with spiritual power not long ago, and according to the restored skin, this wound almost cost him his life!

And those scars with teeth and claws are definitely left by the enemy before the realm of selflessness, and even if you have aura, you can't completely expel the scars.

When a group of female cultivators saw Wang Tianhao's even and graceful upper body, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they focused on him as if they had seen an idol.

Wang Tianhao had already seen the monks of the Li family coming in his spiritual sense, but he did not rush over, but put the silver snake sword in his hand horizontally in front of him.

The spirit sword technique just now was fused into the magic weapon, and he had imagined it a long time ago, but he didn't practice it.

Seeing Ya'er's fusion flower burial technique today, he has been observing the ingenuity in it, but he found that Ya'er has not really succeeded in fusing it.

But being able to combine the human-level spiritual technique with the magic weapon to perform the condensation type of the spiritual technique can be said to be successful, if she cultivates to reach the realm of selflessness, maybe the fusion technique she casts will change greatly,

And his spirit sword technique was originally condensed into an illusory giant sword, and with the magic weapon silver snake sword, it can be said to be extremely suitable.

Wang Tianhao's eyes looked at the Silver Snake Sword quietly, and his fingers touched the narrow crack on the sword's body, although it was not very obvious.

But the Silver Snake Sword is really cracked, after all, this is just a low-level magic weapon of the Yellow Order, and the Spirit Sword Technique Seal that can carry spiritual power is already very good.

At the last step just now, if a small amount of spiritual power was not drawn from the seal of the spirit sword technique, this silver snake sword would have broken into pieces before it was fused and cast.

Wang Tianhao saw it very openly, the Silver Snake Sword was just a low-level magic weapon of the Yellow Order, and if it was broken, it would be broken.

Anyway, this sword is just pretending, if it is really against a monk of the same level as himself, this sword is useless, if it is a yellow-level high-level magic weapon, it is almost the same.

To say that it is useless but it is also somewhat useful, using it to perform spirit sword skills seems to be much stronger than what it has condensed itself.

If he didn't have spiritual power just now, and just used spiritual energy to fuse this technique, he would definitely not be able to dissolve the flower burial butterfly, after all, it was a human-level high-level spiritual technique.

Unless there is a spiritual technique above the ground level, in front of the strong realm, every qiē will be destroyed.

However, the realm is not enough, and the spiritual power or aura contained in the body is too small, how can the earth-level or heaven-level spiritual magic be displayed.

Just when Wang Tianhao was about to go over to greet the monks of the Li family, an old voice sounded in his head: "Tianhao boy, I told them all your identity, your appearance is good, there is a surprise when we meet tonight." ”

Wang Tianhao naturally knew who this voice was, Li Wouji, how surprised was this surprise, how surprised was the surprise of the ethereal realm, where could he think of it

After saying a word of thanks, Wang Tianhao's spiritual power surged, and his body disappeared in place in a flash, appearing on the outer edge of the dark pit in the blink of an eye.

Glancing back at the deep pit, he smiled bitterly, if it wasn't for the pressure to keep the place where he was standing just now, he might have been at the bottom of the pit.

He estimated that the fusion spirit sword technique just now was at least a spiritual skill above the human level, otherwise it would not have such a strong aura and destructive power.

The giant sword condensed out alone made countless people tremble, and I really didn't know if it could hurt the other party if it hit a monk of the same rank.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Tianhao implicitly walked towards Li Zhengwen's position, at this moment he was just a promising young man who came to see his girlfriend's parents and let them approve casually.

In the process of quickly dodging, he put the silver snake sword into the storage space without interest, and no one could see what was going on.

Seriously, if you hadn't experienced many scenes, it would have been a little uncomfortable just to be looked at directly by the monks of the Li family.

However, Wang Tianhao didn't say anything, remembering that back then, hundreds of thousands of people had given speeches before, and these monks of the Li family were just clouds.

"Uncle, aunt, and elders, boy Wang Tianhao, I have seen everyone here." Wang Tianhao walked in front of Li Zhengwen, clasped his hands into fists, bowed slightly and said with a faint smile.

There was a hint of spiritual power in his words, and he could hear it clearly no matter how far away he was.

Some selfless realm monks heard Wang Tianhao's politeness and call them elders, and their faces suddenly smiled bitterly.

In this world of monks whose strength is respected, it is rare for him to be able to make such a courtesy.

The younger generation of Yanjing City, if they advance to the realm of selflessness, who is not arrogant, where will they usually look at the monks below the realm of selflessness, and even the clan will not look at each other.

Everyone was puzzled, where did the sword in Wang Tianhao's hand go, but they didn't ask, which seemed very impolite.

However, some of the selfless realm monks guessed some doorways, and their hearts were shocked, but if they didn't see it clearly or he came out to explain, they wouldn't ask either.

"Uh, Tianhao, don't be polite, it's all clansmen here, don't be too restrained." Li Zhengwen said with a bitter smile.

Originally, he thought that Wang Tianhao only had the cultivation of the realm of selflessness at most, but now he can be said to have slapped himself.

As far as the spiritual technique just now is concerned, he has a way to resolve it, but he undoubtedly has to carry out all his cultivation.

It's a pity, this man who once hurt his daughter, Xiu Wei almost caught up with him, and he couldn't find a time to teach him a lesson

"Wang Tianhao, good name, old husband Li Yuanji, the contemporary head of the Li family." Li Yuanji, who was next to Li Zhengwen, smiled slightly and said to Wang Tianhao.

Wang Tianhao smiled at him with his hands in fists: "The head of the family is good, Tianhao damaged this place, and I hope you will forgive me." ”

Li Yuanji looked at Wang Tianhao with a smile in his eyes and said: "Tianhao, you are too polite, you are the son-in-law of the text, this Li family is your own home, and you can't hang it up if you break a vase at home." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Li family monks present all laughed, in their impression, Li Yuanji was a strict family head, but today it was a little different, maybe because of the ancestors, or because of Wang Tianhao.