The laughter that had been echoing in the pavilion came to an abrupt end, and all the disciples looked at Qin Hao with shocked faces: Isn't this kid crazy?

Many disciples who were shocked by Qin Hao's actions and strength were stunned at this moment, and no one even reacted to help Zhang Yun who fell to the ground.

After a "snap" sound of the waist card falling to the ground, everyone was awakened and hurriedly walked out of the door of the Receiving Pavilion, leaving the venue to Qin Hao and Zhang Yun, who was thrown to the ground by him, on the verge of rage, and was stuffy.

When the last disciple trembled and picked up the waist card that had just fallen to the ground, and ran out of the pavilion with a rolling belt, Qin Hao Shi Shiran walked to Zhang Yun's side, and stepped on his head with a foot similar to Zhang Nuo's last time, and said mockingly:

"Anyway, you two brothers are really the same stinky mouth, the same no skills, the same love stiff on the ground and not getting up, are you agreeing to make a stalk to make me laugh at one after the other?

Qin Hao's words were like nails, inserted into Zhang Yun's heart word by word.

The furious Zhang Yun chose the same reaction as Zhang Nuo at the beginning - he forced Qin Hao into the air with the agitation of the spiritual power in his body!

In mid-air, Qin Hao looked at Zhang Yun with a blank expression and put on the ground in the same posture as Zhang Nuo at the beginning, and let out the same roar: "King Kong elbow! ”

But there was no tendency to be amused in his heart, there was only unbearable boredom, Qin Hao stood lightly on the ceiling of the Receiving Pavilion with the strength of Zhang Yun's flying, and said coldly in his mouth:

"You brothers are really . . . ”

Qin Hao immediately kicked into the sky, his body quickly flipped in the air, and one leg fell from the sky like a long stick to the stunned Zhang Yun.

"It's just as annoying. . . Collapse mountain, two strength!"

As Qin Hao's second half of the sentence came out, his long legs, which contained the strength of the mountain, smashed heavily on Zhang Yunkan's raised arms and shoulders!

After listening to the sound of "bang!", Zhang Yun was like a toad lying on the ground smashed by huge force, while Qin Hao, who had just landed next to him, was moving his muscles and bones as if he had just warmed up, pouting and saying:

"Hmph, this is still a deacon, and he is not even qualified to warm me up. I dare to pretend to be X and scold me, I don't have a brain. . . ”

Then he lifted the collar of Zhang Yun, who was like a dead dog, and threw it out of the door in the sluggish expressions of the disciples outside the door with their mouths wide open, and then straightened his clothes and gave a salute to everyone with a smile:

"I'm really sorry to disturb the quiet of this place, you don't need to be afraid, please come in and wait for the elders, right?"

When everyone heard this, they closed their mouths, swallowed their saliva dryly, wiped the cold sweat on their heads, and then bowed back respectfully to Qin Hao, before carefully bypassing Zhang Yun, who was fainting on the ground, and walked into the Reception Pavilion like quails.

Qin Hao didn't blame everyone for their mentality of not thinking big of a big deal when they watched the excitement, after all, they didn't have any friendship with him, so they didn't have the intention of assassinating themselves, and then they also found a corner and waited for the pass card that was still in their hands.

As soon as the other disciples in the pavilion wanted to stay under the same roof as such a demon star who had crossed the level to stun the deacon, waiting for the elder's return, they all felt cold and insecure, and at this moment, they all stood in the corner opposite Qin Hao in a group, completely devoid of their previous arrogance and relaxation, and they were all waiting for time one by one.

Fortunately, after half an hour, a huge howl came from outside the door:

"Yo, who is so bold as to throw out the waste that helped the old man and me guard the door, and if you are a handle, stand up and let the old man see how many pounds and taels you have?"

When Qin Hao heard the first few words, he thought that this elder was also from the Zhang family clan to help his relatives, and he smiled dumbly after hearing the latter words, especially "give the old man my door", this old man didn't seem to be here to help Zhang Yun, and it seemed to be interesting.

Then he saw a black-faced old man with unusually knotted muscles walking in outside the door, and Qin Hao was immediately shocked by his bulging muscles.

But in the blink of an eye, after seeing the old man's height clearly, Qin Hao almost laughed out loud: the other party turned out to be a short but extremely strong old man who was only five feet tall!

I saw that the old man's beard and hair were all white, and his white hair was neatly combed into a short and thick pigtail standing upside down at the back of his head, and he was holding his waist with both hands, blowing his beard and staring at the disciples standing in the receiving pavilion one by one.

After he looked around, his eyes fixed on Qin Hao, who had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and shouted:

"It must be you, this doll!" The other little calves were afraid that your legs and stomachs would be weak when they saw it, and they said, "Why did you throw this waste out of the door?!"

The old man's voice was unusually loud, and it shook the entire Receiving Pavilion with a buzz, not to mention the disciples standing inside.

Fortunately, Qin Hao had already taken precautions against this, and he had already laid a layer of spiritual power diaphragm in his ears, and it was much more normal to listen to the old man's voice at this time.

When he heard this, he clenched his fists and returned:

"Elder Hui, it was this Zhang Yun who took the lead in insulting the disciple, and after the disciple replied with two sentences, he stretched out his hand to teach the disciple a lesson, and the disciple had no choice but to make this decision to calm him down, and hoped that the elder would be clear!"

Hearing this, the old man looked at the nine disciples in the other corner with two bull's eyes, and raised his chin slightly.

Of course, the disciples who were stared at by the old man knew what the old man meant, and after turning their eyes at Qin Hao, who was also looking at them coldly, they all nodded as if chickens were pecking rice.

After the old man received a satisfactory answer, he turned his head and looked at Qin Hao seriously, and then said in a huge voice:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, old man, I'm reasonable, as long as your baby is not messing around, bullying, the old man will also let you beat him hard, this kind of mouth owes a child and has no strength to be beaten up, if your baby doesn't knock him out, the old man I have to clean him up!

Then he took a serious look at Qin Hao's cultivation, shook his head and shouted again:

"That's not right!"

This voice frightened Qin Hao, who had just shown a smile, into a clever move, and couldn't help but take two steps back and make a posture of running away.

But fortunately, the old man's words made him relax again:

"You kid hasn't reached the spirit level yet, how can you clean up that waste deacon unscathed? Uh, that strange disciple!"