When Ling Hao finally released his "all" momentum, the hall fell into silence for a short time. Those low-level disciples were okay, they couldn't intuitively feel the shock of this power at all, but those Tianjiao, who thought highly of themselves, faintly changed their faces.

"The second layer of the Void God Realm...... Are you kidding?"

Lin Xuan, who was only a half-step void god, subconsciously waved his fan, and said with some difficulty: "That kid doesn't look very old! at most, he is the same age as the demon in Ethereal Peak...... Could it be that his cultivation is the same as that demon?"

He had just received a message from Sun Wenlin, and offered some tempting conditions to ask him to make a move, and he originally wanted to make a move. Seeing Ling Hao's true cultivation, Lin Xuan dispelled his mind instead.

"Although this Lin Hao is not very good at actual combat, his cultivation talent is inevitably too terrifying. Lin Xuan quietly came to a conclusion contrary to the facts in his heart, and said secretly: "Although he is only a second-layer cultivator of the Void God Realm, he will definitely not be able to get this Great Luo Tiandan." But if this pill is very important to him, and he happens to make a move, wouldn't he have made an enemy in vain?"

"Then Sun Wenlin begged me to make a move, just to retain the strength of the half-step void god around him, but I don't need to make this pathfinder for him. ”

Thinking so, Lin Xuan simply rejected all the transmissions, and did not plan to wade into this troubled water again.

"This bastard, better than anyone else!"

Seeing Lin Xuan's detached appearance, Sun Wenlin immediately understood that he was scheming, and he also gritted his teeth secretly, but he was helpless. Lin Xuan is also a figure with a head and a face, although he is not on the same level as him, there is no need to be too afraid of himself.

On the contrary, Ling Hao, who has a mysterious background and seems to be more talented than himself, must have made him even more jealous.

"Talent surpasses my ......"

Sun Wenlin's face twitched, and he said secretly: "How is this possible! No one knows his age, if this kid is twenty-four or five years old, but he looks younger, then his talent is not as good as mine!"

Because cultivators can discern breaths, they are more sensitive to age than mortals. But similar to mortals, if you only use your breath instead of bone age, your age will be very vague. Therefore, most of the people could see that Ling Hao was a young man around twenty years old, but they didn't know whether this conclusion was right or not.

Sun Xiaoyao was also a little stunned, she silently glanced at Sun Wenlin, thought for a while, and said: "Lin Hao has already exerted his full strength, our people are not his opponents, do you want to continue to send people?"

"No need. ”

Sun Wenlin smiled coldly and said, "Since he has burst out with all his strength, then he is not far from the end." ”

The most unlucky thing was the disciple of the Sun clan who provoked Ling Hao. Feeling the explosion of Ling Hao's momentum behind him, he thought that his opportunity had come, and he was able to consume Ling Hao greatly, and he also showed his ultimate body technique. I was about to take him for a walk all over the field, but I saw that Ling Hao was like a flame condensed by mana, getting closer and closer, and soon he couldn't get rid of it.

"Damn!"

This disciple sighed without sighing, and was directly caught by Ling Hao. He grabbed the disciple's collar with one hand, clenched the other into a fist, and waved it at the disciple's face without hesitation.

"Ah, don't ......!"

"I recognize ......"

"I really ......"

The fist slapped down like a raging storm, beating the disciple of the Sun Clan into a scream, and blood flew everywhere. There are also people with sharp eyes, seeing a touch of white in the splashed blood, and after rolling to the ground, they look at it, and it turns out to be the big white tooth of this disciple......

Ling Hao turned a deaf ear to what this disciple wanted to say, and every time he seemed to be about to admit defeat, he punched down mercilessly, directly turning the other party's begging for mercy into a moan.

"Cousin, admit defeat quickly!"

The disciples of the Zhuan Sun clan were angry, anxious, and frightened, and a female disciple who looked like this young relative said in a loud voice: "Don't be reckless!"

"I'm ......"

The disciple of the Zhensun clan raised his head when he heard this, as if he wanted to see who said such stupid things.

He said in his heart, this is just nonsense, if Lao Tzu could speak, wouldn't he have admitted defeat a long time ago!

As a result, he didn't raise his head, and was hit on the chin by Ling Hao's punch again, and he immediately rolled his eyes in pain and screamed.

Although it was difficult for a cultivator to be beaten to death like this, Ling Hao's attack was too ruthless, and he was a great realm higher than this disciple, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not cripple people after such a set of consecutive moves. Everyone was shocked to see this scene, and almost all of them felt a hot pain in their faces.

I saw that this person was trembling and stretched out his hand in the direction of Sun Wenlin......

"Stop!"

Seeing this scene, Sun Wenlin's eyelids also jumped. That guy who didn't play cards according to common sense was simply a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and he punched one punch after another, beating this half-step void god disciple to the point that he had no power to fight back. But this is actually nothing, the most important thing is that Ling Hao beat the disciples of the Sun Clan so violently, it is clear that he does not take him seriously!

Thinking of his amethyst lion being treated inhumanely by this guy, Sun Wenlin's heart swelled with incomparable anger at this moment.

However, after he let out a sound, Ling Hao still turned a deaf ear, and continued to punch and punch the disciple of the Sun Clan in the face, and even specially picked his face to hit ......

"Stop, stop fighting!"

Sun Wenlin's heart was even more angry, and he said coldly: "Elders, the other party has lost the ability to resist, and Lin Hao still doesn't give up, I'm afraid this is already beyond the scope of learning!"

Hearing this, several Ethereal Peak elders who were in charge of the safety of the competition next to him also looked at each other, among them, the highest cultivation was only the third layer of the Void God Realm, it was difficult to stop him directly, so he stood up at this time, and directly said to Ling Hao in a voice wrapped in mana: "The other party has lost the ability to resist, this little friend, stop!"

When Ling Hao heard this, he immediately retracted his fist, and Shi Shiran let go of the other hand that was restraining the disciple of the Sun Clan.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the disciple also fell to the ground softly, and everything else was intact, except for the blue and swollen face of the face, and many places were bloodshot by this blasting hammer, and his mouth was half open, and it could be seen that two teeth had been knocked out......

Cultivators are all rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and this wound looks scary, but it's actually nothing serious. But at least for a short time, this person was beaten so that his head was almost deformed, so he didn't want to jump around.

And this person was originally a master who could compete for the immortal list!

"It's a fucking ......"

Yan Qing suddenly felt a little dry mouth. This thing is two realms higher than himself!He thought of his own provocation before the mountaineering gate, if Ling Hao did this at that time, he really might not be able to stop it......

(End of chapter)