The Blood Yang Alliance, that is, the branch of the World Realm Security Alliance in Hualuo City, is in Liu Hao's base camp.

It was originally a conference room for Liu Hao to gather, but the atmosphere was a little dignified at this time.

Five old men in green robes and looking old-fashioned sat on it.

The old man at the head looked a little similar to Ji Lao, but compared to Ji Lao's tepidness, the old man had a trace of non-anger and self-authority between his eyebrows.

Sitting there, it was like a raging rage, and a pair of pupils flashed a flame from time to time, giving people a sense of rage.

He is Ji Lao's own brother Ji Wuming, a peerless powerhouse who cultivates the Flame Divine Technique, his strength has reached the seventh order of the yellow level, and his momentum is a little stronger than the original man in black.

The old man sitting at the head of him was all his subordinates, and this time they were all brought out, and the worst strength was also the fifth order of the yellow level, and there was even a strong man with the same strength as Liu Hao, who was the sixth order of the yellow level.

In addition to these old men, there was also a young man sitting in front of Ji Wusheng.

This person behaves like a son-in-law, and looks tepid, but the anger that flashes in his eyes from time to time proves that this person's mind is not as tepid as it appears, but more like a lurking poisonous snake that will give a fatal blow at any time.

If Liu Hao was here, he would definitely recognize that the young man in front of him was Xu Changfeng, who was blown up by the man in black and almost died under the crotch of the man in black.

However, Song Yang, the person in charge of the World Realm Security Alliance, stood to the side, with a look of grief and indignation on his face.

"Brother Hao, if you don't come again, I'll die!" Song Yang was overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

As soon as these appeared, they used secret laws to restrain him and make him unable to move, and even the phone calls were made by these people to Liu Hao, and then they spoke themselves.

"Master, this person is only a yellow-level third-order strength, where is he qualified to stand in front of us, I think it's better to let him kneel!"

An old man with fiery eyebrows as red as blood stood up, his palm pressed suddenly, and a hot breath centered on his palm, spreading like mercury.

Song Yang, who was restrained in the acupoint, seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and the terrifying momentum made him bend his knees and kneel down.

This old man is Ji Wuming's most proud disciple, Qingyang, a powerhouse whose strength has reached the sixth order of the yellow level, and his cultivation is also the Flame Divine Technique.

Song Yang was extremely sad and indignant, his eyes were round, glaring at Qingyang angrily, his back was stiff against the fierce momentum, and he mustered up all the strength to straighten his spine, unwilling to kneel.

As Liu Hao's subordinates, he can only die standing up, how can he live on his knees!

"Click, click!" There was a sound of bones shattering, and Song Yang's back was overwhelmed and his bones were broken.

Song Yang was still standing aside, and there was a heart-piercing pain from his bent knees, making Song Yang almost immediately fall to his knees.

But the dignity in his heart made him grit his teeth, gasp for air, and straighten his spine!

"You old sticks, you want Lao Tzu to kneel down and dream!" Song Yang roared angrily, his feet slammed hard, and he stiffened his bent knees again.

"Click, click!" The sound was endless, and the bones on Song Yang's knees were also cracked.

But he just gritted his teeth and didn't want to kneel.

"How daring!" Qingyang's eyebrows were raised, his palm flipped suddenly, and the momentum like a storm surged out again, overwhelmingly suppressing it.

For a yellow-level sixth-order powerhouse, the momentum is enough to deal with a mere yellow-level third-order small person.

No matter how hard Song Yang tried, the gap in the realm was there, the broken knee was bent again, and the bone stubble broke out of the flesh and blood, piercing the flesh and skin.

Scarlet blood gurgled out, and the smell of blood permeated.

Qingyang greedily breathed in the rich smell of blood, and his eyes showed a look of infatuation.

The smell of human blood fascinated him, and that fishy smell was the best fragrance for him.

"Puffy!"

Song Yang couldn't bear the terrifying momentum anymore, and leaned forward, but instead of kneeling, he fell face to the ground.

Although Song Yang is a spiritual power cultivator, his acupoints are sealed, and his strength is controlled by secret methods, so he is like an ordinary person at this time.

This fall suddenly broke his head and bled out, and Yin Hong's blood flowed out of his forehead.

"Flutter!"

Song Yang grinned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a few big teeth.

Song Yang stared at Qingyang with his eyes, as if he wanted to keep this old man in his heart!

"Good boy, I don't know if I live or die!" Song Yang's insistence made Qingyang angry, and as soon as he turned his palm, he was about to strike again.

"Enough!" The voice containing coercion sounded suddenly, Qingyun was startled, forgetting his master, just like a mouse seeing a cat, standing aside honestly, and not daring to come out.

As long as he thought of the fate of making this master angry, his apprentice couldn't help but shudder.

"Ji Lao, I think it's not bad to teach such a waste a lesson!" Xu Changfeng licked his lips.

Xu Changfeng, who was left in black **, the chrysanthemum remnant, licked his lips, his favorite thing to do now is to watch others being tortured, and he will get a spiritual balance from it.

This kind of distorted thinking made him return to the time when he returned to the World Realm Security Alliance, and there were no less explosive chrysanthemums.

Ji Wuming glanced at Xu Changfeng lightly, and said slowly, "It also depends on the owner to beat the dog!" ”

"Pat pat pat pat pat pat A crisp slap sounded at the door of the conference room, attracting everyone's attention.

Xu Changfeng turned his head suddenly, and when he saw the evil smiling face, a cold murderous intent flashed in his gloomy eyes, but it was well hidden by him.

"It's a big dog, and it depends on the owner!" Liu Hao smiled and looked at Ji Wusheng who was speaking.

For some reason, looking at Liu Hao's harmless smile, Ji Wuming felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

This feeling was often felt when he was in the jungle when he was weak, and it made him feel like a man.

Liu Hao didn't seem to see Song Yang lying on the ground, looking at him with a look of hope on his face, but walked to the big round table without hurrying.

Qingyang watched Liu Hao walk towards him step by step, his face suddenly gloomy, and a cluster of flames in his eyes danced gently.

The sound of breathing could be heard in the quiet of the conference room, Liu Hao's footsteps were never hurried, he slowly walked to the round table and stood still, stretched out his index finger and pointed at Qingyang, "You hit my brother just now?" ”

Liu Hao was like a god in the sky, looking at Qingyun condescendingly, and his tone was extremely arrogant.

Qingyun's face was completely gloomy, his wrinkled skin twitched violently, and the flames in his eyes beat violently.

"What about me, if it's your grandfather?" Qingyun stepped forward and stared at Liu Hao without giving in, "Don't say it's your brother, even you, Lao Tzu asked you to kneel, you have to kneel down obediently!" ”

Arrogant and domineering!

This can't describe Qingyun's arrogance, in Qingyun's eyes, he didn't take Liu Hao to heart at all!

is also the sixth order of the yellow level, Qingyun is an old monster who has been at this level for many years, what about Liu Hao?

It's just a young hairy boy, no matter how strong he is, how strong can he be?

Although Qingyang had heard from Xu Changfeng's mouth about Liu Hao's killing of the Yellow Rank Seventh Order powerhouse.

But he didn't think so, it must have been Liu Hao who supported the man in black and was seriously injured before the sneak attack was successful.

"Hahaha, it's not good!" Liu Hao suddenly laughed.

The person who laughs is creepy and confusing.

Only Ji Wuming felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong!

Very ordinary young man, with good talent, yellow level sixth order, that's all!

"I don't think you deserve to stand and talk to me, kneel for me!" Liu Hao suddenly made a move.

The mad wolf ghost shadow instantly unfolded, leaving an afterimage, which instantly appeared in front of Qingyang.

Ji Wusheng, who was sitting on the side, had his pupils shrinking suddenly, stood up, and a hot breath whistled.

Qingyang's expression changed even more, and a pair of old palms freed out a cluster of flames and slapped at Liu Hao.

The terrifying heat wave swept out, and the scorching breath filled every corner, and the palm like a fire god slapped at Liu Hao.

The full force of the sixth-order powerhouse of the yellow level was mighty!

The corners of Liu Hao's mouth showed an evil smile, and the smiling Qingyang felt furious in his heart.

"Boy, Lao Tzu directly cremated you today and helped you save a sum of money for cremation!" Qingyun made a hideous sound, Liu Hao's uneasiness made him very unhappy, and even the flame in his hand was a little stronger again!

Seeing that the terrifying flames were about to devour Liu Hao and turn him into a pile of ashes, Liu Hao disappeared again!

"Not good!" Qingyang was startled, turned around suddenly, and was about to slap behind him.

But it was too late, a slight sound of breaking the air came into Qingyun's ears, Qingyang's body froze suddenly, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at a silver needle on his neck trembling slightly.

Behind the silver needle, there is still Liu Hao's evil smiling face.

Qingyang really wanted to continue to do it and stomp Liu Hao, the guy who laughed so much that his heart was furious, under his feet!

But the spiritual power in his body was like being restrained by someone, no matter how he mobilized it, it didn't move at all!

Even moving a finger is extremely difficult!

"You—get down on your knees!" Liu Hao kicked out violently and slammed into Qingyun's calf.

"Click!" The huge force directly kicked Qingyang's calf, and the pain in his heart made Qingyang's knee bend and fall to the ground on one knee.

Qingyun was so sad and indignant that he knelt down in front of so many people, making him feel like a volcano in his heart.

But he forgot that just now he wanted others to fall to their knees!

"I want you to get down on your knees!" Liu Hao raised his foot again and kicked directly on Qingyang's other foot.

"You ......" the corners of Qingyun's mouth twitched, and he looked at Liu Hao with fire-breathing eyes.

Qingyang, who had just been unable to kneel on the ground and wanted Song Yang to kneel on the ground, was kneeling on the ground at this time, and the direction was exactly the direction in which Song Yang was lying on the ground, the process was the same, but the result was so funny!

This feeling of grief and indignation made Qingyun want to pluck Liu Hao's skin!

"Okay, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, I won't beat you!" Liu Hao clapped his hands, as if he had done something insignificant.

What Ji Wuming said before was directly returned by him.

Ji Wuming stared at Liu Hao in a daze, a pair of old eyes narrowed together, as if he wanted to see through Liu Hao.

Liu Hao looked at him fearlessly, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, Liu Hao thinks that he is not a gentleman, and he generally takes revenge directly if he has a grudge.

"Good, good, good!" Ji Wuming watched it for a long time, and finally broke the silence and said three good words one after another.

Then Ji Wusheng didn't care about Qingyang, but sat on the chair, "Since the person in charge of the branch has arrived, let's start the meeting!" ”

Liu Hao's eyes narrowed, and the Ji Wusheng in front of him seemed to be more difficult to deal with than he imagined!

If the other party just couldn't hold his breath and made a move, Liu Hao was not worried, but the other party was able to suppress his anger, which was a bit terrifying!

Liu Hao glanced at Ji Wusheng jealously, and then shook his head violently, "I'm sorry, my brother is injured now, and I still have to treat him!" ”

Liu Hao said, regardless of the people sitting there with gloomy faces, came to Song Yang's side, "How is it?" ”

"Can't die!" Song Yang grinned, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"That's good, look for an opportunity to improve your strength, and be bullied in the province!" Liu Hao muttered in his mouth, and he was not afraid of being seen by them, so he directly performed the Thirty-six Dragon Swimming Needle Method to regulate Song Yang's internal injuries.

Then he corrected Song Yang's broken bones one by one, took out the ointment and smeared it on Song Yang's body.

After doing this, Liu Hao picked up Song Yang, came directly to the outside of the conference room, called Huang Longhai, and sent Song Yang to the hospital, and then turned around and returned to the conference room.

"Now, can we start the meeting?" Ji Wuming stared at Liu Hao indifferently, and his clenched fists told Liu Hao that this old thing was in - pretending!