Song Chusheng laughed twice, and just as his fingers wanted to touch Han Yeshuang's softness, a cold voice suddenly appeared.

"Today, if you move a finger of her, all of your Song family will be buried with him on that day. ”

In the distance, Ling Hao stepped into the air, falling from the void step by step, staring at Song Chusheng with an indifferent expression.

"You... I didn't target you, do you have to go against my Song family?"

The moment Song Chusheng saw Ling Hao, his eyelids tightened, and his face had changed greatly.

Ling Hao caused a great shadow on him, especially when he defeated the second elder of Xuan Ming in one move, which made Song Chusheng's heart cold.

"Miss Han paid 100 million yuan for Ling to protect her safety and collect money from people to eliminate disasters. Ling Hao indifferently swept the scimitar in Song Chusheng's hand and said disdainfully: "A piece of magic weapon is not even a low-grade magic weapon, and it is even complacent." ”

"Now Ling gives you a chance to kneel down and apologize to Miss Han, otherwise you will die!"

Ling Hao's voice was indifferent like a demon god who had walked out of the Nine Shadows, which made people's hearts tremble.

Han Yeshuang's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she recalled the picture that Ling Hao had just stepped into the air, and somewhere in her heart seemed to have opened a door.

As soon as Ling Hao spoke, Song Chusheng and the people behind him immediately fell silent.

They were no strangers to Ling Hao's prestige.

Ling Hao's words, they didn't dare to question it.

Strength represents everything.

"Big brother, apologize to Miss Han quickly. ”

Behind him, several brothers of Song Chusheng's clan immediately persuaded him.

"Don't anger Master Ling, or we'll all suffer. ”

The moment the Song family disciples saw Ling Hao, every distraction was extremely shocked.

Coming into the air, they were shocked by these arms.

In the Song family, apart from the head of the family, who would have such strength.

Moreover, Ling Hao looked more relaxed and strolled.

"Hmph, surnamed Ling, now that Han Yeshuang is in my hands, if you dare to act rashly, I will kill her. ”

Song Chusheng's expression was gloomy, and the persuasion of the brothers around him made him lose face completely.

knelt down to apologize to Han Yeshuang in front of so many people, so if he wants to mix in Longhua City in the future.

Is his face still a face?

Song Chusheng's words were almost crazy, and everyone looked weird.

Especially the children of the Song family, their footsteps immediately retreated a few times.

The consciousness is obvious, we and Song Chusheng are not of the same mind, you must not be angry with us.

Ling Hao swept over Song Chusheng indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "Since you don't want to live, then fulfill you." ”

As the words fell, Ling Hao's figure suddenly disappeared in place, like a ghost.

Everyone just blinked, and a terrible cry was already ringing.

When everyone came back to their senses, they were terrified to find that Song Chusheng's arm holding the knife had been separated from his shoulder.

"A handful of garbage, it's really a treasure. ”

Ignoring Song Chusheng's screams like killing pigs, Ling Hao grabbed it in his hand, and the scimitar flew into Ling Hao's hand in response.

"Scratch!"

The scimitar immediately turned into a pile of scrap metal under Ling Hao's Xuan Gong.

This scene made everyone gasp.

It is precisely by relying on this knife that Song Chusheng can show off his might, which shows that this thing is extraordinary.

The things refined by the ancestors of the Song family are definitely priceless treasures when they are put in Longhua City.

But in Ling Hao's eyes, the scimitar didn't seem to be worth mentioning.

"My arm... My arm. ”

Song Chusheng covered the broken arm, and the severe pain made his face extremely distorted: "The surname Ling, the ancestor of the Song family is waiting outside, you are going to die today." ”

Just now, Ling Hao's movements were so fast that he had no room to react at all.

The knife was on Han Yeshuang's neck, but he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

At this time, Song Chusheng regretted it.

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

Thinking that the ancestor was outside, Song Chusheng gritted his teeth and said.

Song Chusheng didn't believe it, and Ling Hao alone could make the Song family retreat.

The Song family has been able to come to this day for many years, and there are many customers, and the ancestors have many old friends.

Ling Hao's strength alone could not shake a mountain.

"Oh, the ancestor of the Song family, it should be the realm of tribulation. ”

Ling Hao's expression was indifferent when he heard this, and he immediately said to Han Yeshuang: "It's up to you whether this person kills or stays." ”

"The surname is Song, weren't you very proud just now?"

Han Yeshuang nodded, with frost in her beautiful eyes.

Dare to despise her, how can Song Chusheng not die.

With a clear heart, Han Yeshuang thought indifferently about Song Chusheng and walked away.

Her slender palm turned red, it was the fire palm method, the Han family's advanced technique.

"Han Yeshuang, you can't kill me, because my ancestor of the Song family is outside, if I die, you won't be able to live. ”

Song Chusheng's eyes were red, and his expression finally lost his previous composure.

It is true that the ancestor is outside, but the ancestor can't come in, Han Yeshuang killed them all, and then left calmly, even the ancestor did not have any evidence that Han Yeshuang killed him.

"Now you know you're scared?"

"It's late. ”

Han Yeshuang swept Song Chusheng indifferently, and slapped it with one palm, and the cultivation of the master of the Yuan Shen Realm was completely revealed.

Song Chusheng only had a half-step primordial god, and he lost an arm, and his strength was greatly reduced.

After three palms, Song Chusheng's chest received a palm, and his sternum was sunken, and the surroundings were scorched black.

"Die!"

Han Yeshuang spit out a word indifferently, the fire palm did not stop, Song Chusheng's face was shocked and could not resist, so he could only let the palm wind fall on his chest, feeling the vitality pass continuously.

Behind him, the people of the Song family all looked at this scene in fear.

They tried to escape, but their feet felt like they were stuck in the mud and could not move.

This is just a means that Ling Hao has at his disposal.

As for whether to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, it all depends on Han Yeshuang.

These Tiangang Realm, the martial artists of the Earth Shatter Realm are not worthy of his personal action.

Moreover, every time he sells 100 million, Han Yeshuang is reluctant.

Song Chusheng died, Ling Hao was not shocked, he was just a person, he didn't care what the Song family or other families were.

"I've handed over these people to you, old fellow, I'll deal with them. ”

Speaking indifferently, Ling Hao stood with his hands in his hands and walked towards the seal outside the tomb.

This seal can reveal the age and realm of the martial artist, which is similar to those stones in the Heavenly Dragon Continent that test their talents.

The figure slowly appeared in the passage outside the tomb, and an old figure appeared in front of Ling Hao's eyes.