Chapter 121: Fleeing in Embarrassment!
Hearing the sudden sound behind him, and then seeing the figure in front of him, Zhang Yilong's hairs suddenly stood up, because the voice that suddenly sounded from behind him was no one else's, it was Wang Hao's.
And at the moment when Zhang Yilong's hair stood on end, a palm full of violent energy had already fallen on his back, and in the same position as before, the violent energy burst out with fierce energy, hitting Zhang Yilong's body with ferocity.
Bang!
A dull sound rang out, and the fierce energy raged out, forming waves of qi visible to the naked eye rushing towards everyone.
Burst!
Finally, with a palm slapped at the already injured position, Zhang Yilong couldn't suppress the churning blood in his body, and after a few steps, a fishy sweet taste surged up in his throat and came out of his mouth.
The smell of blood wafted in the air, Zhang Yilong's suddenly wide eyes were full of doubts, he couldn't understand why Wang Hao was still in front of him, but he appeared behind him.
And when Zhang Yilong was puzzled, the palm of Wang Hao's hand that came from the front also came to his faΓ§ade, however, when Zhang Yilong thought that it was difficult to dodge anymore, he quickly closed his eyes and let Wang Hao's fierce palm fall.
However, what puzzled Zhang Yilong again was that Wang Hao's palm had not fallen for a long time, and suddenly, Zhang Yilong opened his eyes, but he did not see Wang Hao.
"That's... Afterimage?"
Those who had been looking at this place with wide eyes all the time were shocked and stunned.
"No, the afterimage is not so substantial, so what could it be if this is not an afterimage?"
The speaker shook his head vigorously and vetoed.
"The speed was too fast, and I didn't see how Wang Hao ran behind this young sect master at all. β
Even the martial artists of the Gang Jin Realm couldn't see clearly, pressed their temples, and spoke.
"This level of body martial arts must be a Xuan level above the yellow level. β
Xu Lao, who was lying on the chair, turned his back from the cushion, looked at Wang Hao, looked surprised, and spoke.
Xuan-level body martial arts, even those second-level forces are precious martial arts that are difficult to find, but I didn't expect it to appear in this small Great Xia Dynasty on a child less than ten years old, which made Xu Lao's curiosity about Wang Hao more and more serious.
"Long Jian, how do you feel about this Wang Hao?"
Xu Lao's eyes were still looking at Wang Hao, and he said to the man in the dark iron mask standing beside him.
"Combat sophistication, mental maturity is terrifying, not at all like a seven-year-old child. β
The dragon sword's eyes were like sharp swords, and he shot out sharply, his eyes fell on Wang Hao, and he opened his mouth slightly.
"What do you think the future holds for him?"
Hearing Long Jian's words, Xu Lao smiled slightly and asked.
"There are many things in this son that cannot be seen through, and its future is limitless. β
The dragon sword's sword-sharp eyes had a deep glow, and after a moment of silence, a low voice came from under its dark iron mask.
"There are people who can't even see through your dragon sword, so it can be seen that this son does have infinite potential that we can't imagine. β
Xu Lao stroked his beard and said with a smile.
Long Jian was already a ruthless person, entering the Tao with a sword, and his eyes were even more vicious, there were really not many people in the spirit world who could be determined by Long Jian to be impenetrable, and Wang Hao, who was born in the small Daxia Dynasty, was one of them.
"This son is extremely talented, but he is not arrogant or impatient, he knows how to be polite and humble, if he can befriend him, it will also benefit us a lot in the future of Linglong Pavilion. β
Xu Lao was in a very good mood, and his eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at Wang Hao.
"Elder Xu decided that the trip to Daxia was indeed a wise choice. β
Long Jian also nodded slightly, his cold and sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and said softly.
As he spoke, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of respect in his deep voice.
Cough!
Zhang Yilong, who opened his eyes, wanted to move, his throat squirmed slightly, and he made a coughing sound, the coughing sound affected the injuries behind him, and a tearing pain made Zhang Yilong grit his teeth fiercely and frown.
Because he was hit by Wang Hao's punch before, he was not lightly injured, and now he once again suffered a heavy slap from Wang Hao, and the injury was aggravated, making it extremely difficult for Zhang Yilong to even take a step.
This time, even if Zhang Yilong wanted to hide it, he couldn't do it, after all, the scarlet blood spurting out before had already shown that he had suffered a lot of injuries.
"Young Sect Master!"
Seeing this, Huang Xingwen hurriedly took a step and came to Zhang Yilong's side to support him, and said with a worried expression.
This trip to the Great Xia Dynasty has already made Zhang Yilong lose face, if he has any more three long and two short, then Huang Xingwen will really have to die to apologize.
Cough!
Zhang Yilong was supported by Huang Xingwen, turned his body slightly, coughed lightly, and touched the injury again, frowning, Zhang Yilong raised his eyes slightly, with a poisonous look in his eyes, and looked at Wang Hao.
"The three moves have passed, can the young sect master be satisfied?"
Directly ignoring Zhang Yilong's venomous gaze, Wang Hao slowly raised the corners of his lips and said softly.
"However, it should be quite satisfying to see the young sect master's appearance, after all, this regulation was proposed by the young sect master. β
Suddenly, Wang Hao's gaze focused on Zhang Yilong's slightly rickety body, and said with a smile.
"Boy, you ......"
Zhang Yilong's already pale face heard Wang Hao's words, and he almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood again, he was about to drink Wang Hao's, but he suddenly affected the injury and paused, due to the severe pain, it showed a hideous color.
"It's time for the Young Sect Master to fulfill his promise, right?"
Seeing this, Wang Hao smiled faintly, his eyes condensed, and said.
"Wang Hao, don't go too far, you are already guilty of injuring the young sect master, is it possible that you still want the young sect master to make a public fool? Believe it or not, today we walked out of this Linglong Pavilion, and you and the royal family behind you are in calamity!"
Hearing Wang Hao's aggressive words, Huang Xingwen glared angrily and shouted.
"Oh, it turned out that he was injured, so it's good, since even you admit it, then please ask the young sect master to fulfill his promise." β
Hearing Huang Xingwen's words, Wang Hao looked suddenly enlightened, and then looked at Zhang Yilong with a modest appearance, and said softly.
"You ......"
Huang Xingwen really wanted to slap himself hard at this moment, Zhang Yilong's injury was a foregone conclusion, but Wang Hao didn't say it directly, but let himself say it, this unintentional person may not sound like much, but if someone with a heart listens to it, it will be different.
And this person with a heart is Zhang Yilong, Zhang Yilong, who was already full of grief and indignation, heard Huang Xingwen admit that he was injured, and he really killed the other party's heart.
Damn, Lao Tzu is injured and others don't have eyes? Can't you see it? Do you have to talk about Lao Tzu's injury, are you afraid that others will not know that Lao Tzu is injured, and you are afraid that Lao Tzu will go back on your word?
Hearing the words of the pig teammate next to him, Zhang Yilong's heart was even more sad under his grief and indignation, this Huang Xingwen is simply a broom star, since he entered the Linglong Pavilion, they have not taken advantage of the slightest advantage, and they have been suppressed by Wang Hao everywhere.
"Wang Hao, today's Ben Shao is recognized, of course, Ben Shao's promise will naturally be fulfilled, but after today, your life may add a little fun. β
Now that the injury is a foregone conclusion, Zhang Yilong will naturally not break his promise in front of everyone, his vicious eyes looked at Wang Hao's face, as if he wanted to imprint Wang Hao's appearance deeply in his heart, and a faint killing intent emerged, Zhang Yilong said gloomily.
Wang Hao made him make a fool of himself in front of everyone, and he also wanted him to bow his head and apologize to the three lowly people in public, a deep sense of humiliation emerged from the bottom of Zhang Yilong's heart, and he clenched his fists tightly, Zhang Yilong secretly swore in his heart that after today, he would make Wang Hao repay a thousand times more.
"Help me through. β
Since the injury was a foregone conclusion, Zhang Yilong no longer forcibly endured it, and said in a low voice to Huang Xingwen.
"Young Sect Master, this ......"
Let Zhang Yilong bow his head to the three lowly maids and apologize, Huang Xingwen also can't accept it, in his opinion, Zhang Yilong's identity is so noble, how can he apologize to the three lowly people?
"Help me through!"
Seeing that Huang Xingwen was still hesitating, Zhang Yilong's eyes suddenly became cold, and his deep voice contained majestic anger.
Hearing Zhang Yilong's words, Huang Xingwen clenched his teeth and could only help Zhang Yilong to walk towards the third girl.
"I apologize to you for what happened. β
His eyes fell on the third girl, Zhang Yilong endured the humiliation, his eyes burst out with a strong fierce light, and he said in a low voice.
The sharp light fell on the three girls, and Qing'er, the maid of the Linglong Pavilion, could not bear it, her face was slightly pale, and she took a few steps back to the rear.
"Hmph! If you apologize, you should have an apology, and you dare to threaten the people of my Linglong Pavilion, is it really an old man?"
Suddenly, an angry sound sounded, and then a majestic coercion volley descended from the air, and the terrifying coercion landed on Zhang Yilong and Huang Xingwen, directly causing them to bend their knees and kneel heavily on the ground.
At this moment, Zhang Yilong remembered that there was also a high-level member of the Linglong Pavilion beside the third girl, her pale face instantly turned pale, she clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes were bloodshot, and they seemed to be bursting open.
Burst!
Zhang Yilong was already seriously injured, and now such a majestic coercion has fallen, what can he bear now?
Then, his eyes turned black, and he passed out.
The blood that he squirted out was stopped by the momentum on Xu Lao's body, for fear of falling on the third girl's body.
"Young Sect Master!
Seeing Zhang Yilong unconscious, Huang Xingwen's pale face was extremely worried, and he shook Zhang Yilong in a panic, at a loss.
"He's not dead yet, take him and get out of Linglong Pavilion for the old man!"
The coercion dissipated, Xu Lao waved his hand impatiently, and said coldly.
When Xu Lao's words fell, Huang Xingwen was amnesty, picked up Zhang Yilong in a panic, and staggered out of Linglong Pavilion with that Gou Xun.
"Go and investigate which second-level sect they are from. β
Xu Lao's eyes closed slightly, looked at the gate, and said to the dragon sword beside him.
Hearing this, Long Jian's cold light swept and nodded without a trace.
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