"Little brother, this is indeed our thing, how can I, Pan Meifeng, as the head of a sect, deceive you to a junior. Pan Meifeng's eyes were full of greed: "The ancestor once left his last words, and our disciples have been looking for the Black Jiao Sword for all these years. ”

"Unexpectedly, the Black Jiao Sword finally came into the hands of your Ling family, and today is just the right time for our senior brothers and sisters to see it. ”

"It's really fate. ”

After finishing the sensational words, Pan Meifeng pretended to hesitate, and then frowned: "Little brother, can this black Jiao sword be given to us!"

"To you?"

Ling Hao was stunned, these guys really dared to think about it, and Ling Hao immediately shook his head in his heart: "No, Xiao Hei was hard worked by the elders, and if he loses the key, he will definitely be scolded." ”

"Damn, there's so much nonsense, you have to give it if you don't give it today. Behind the beautiful woman, a middle-aged man's expression sank, and he immediately grabbed Ling Hao's void.

"You dare to rob Ling's things?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Hao's mouth, and with a shock on his body, a majestic internal strength gushed out, scattering the middle-aged internal strength palm.

"At a young age, he was already a great power in the Tribulation Realm, and killed him. Tearing her face, the woman sneered and slapped her palm from afar, and a golden palm print appeared in the void, as powerful as the Buddha's five-fingered mountain.

"I knew you were uneasy, but I got the news I wanted that you could die. ”

Ling Hao stared at the seven people indifferently, and with a slight glance, Xiao Hei suddenly slashed down, and one of the woman's arms was easily cut off by Xiao Hei like a rotten tree.

"Ahh

The woman screamed bitterly, and there was a look of hatred in her eyes: "Kill... Kill him, go up, kill him. ”

"Kill me, are you qualified?"

Xiao Hei floated back, and Ling Hao stood in front of the seven people like a killing god: "The seven great protectors of the Medicine God Valley are not Ling Mou's opponents, you are too much of a human being." ”

"You... You are not a child of the Sorcery Family, and the Sorcery Family will never be able to cultivate a person like you. The woman sealed the wound in pain, and a silk thread like a silver serpent crept on her left hand.

Ling Hao shook his head secretly: "How could I have said that I am a member of the magic family, and it is your wishful thinking that you regard me as a disciple of the magic family. ”

"Man, the heart of greed has stepped into the abyss. Ling Hao sighed lightly: "Tell your true identity, Ling may be around your life." ”

"Boy, do you think that a few of us can't kill you together?" The woman stared at Ling Hao: "Although I relied on the magic weapon to abolish my arm, even if the power of the fifth layer of the Tribulation Realm was besieged by a few of our senior brothers, we would definitely not be able to escape. ”

"Senior brothers, kill him. ”

When the sound fell, the woman shook it suddenly, and a violent thunderous breath was thrown out of her palm.

It is a blue thunderball, containing energy more terrifying than a bomb.

"This is the palm thunder I finally obtained, I can only use it once, and it is worth it for the sake of a high-level magic weapon. The woman stared at Ling Hao without any distress.

Those middle-aged luck exercises were rushing towards Ling Hao at the same time.

Several people are in the realm of tribulation, their physical bodies are comparable to gold and stone, and their internal strength is like a rolling river, and they sink like a mountain in one move.

Ling Hao ignored them, and the little black in his hand suddenly slashed towards a few people, and the Xuan Attack in his body extracted four or five layers in an instant.

"The sword shook the sky!"

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a sword that seemed to have been cut from space fell from the sky.

Seeing the sword, Pan Meifeng and several middle-aged people changed color at the same time: "It's not good, this is a supreme spell, retreat." ”

Pan Meifeng roared angrily, controlling the thunderball to attack, but her feet quickly swept to the side.

"Want to go?"

Ling Hao raised his eyebrows, grabbed the thunderball in his hand as soon as he grabbed it with his palm.

At the same time, the sword slashed down, and Pan Meifeng and several people were covered by the sword at the same time.

Rumble!

A dull figure sounded, and the snowfall formed an extremely spectacular snow mist at this moment.

When the snow mist disappeared, I saw that a mountain hundreds of zhang ahead of Ling Hao's feet had been split in two, and Pan Meifeng and the others were all lying on the snow with a frightened expression.

"No... Don't kill me. Pan Meifeng said in a longing tone.

The palm thunder was something she had finally obtained from an old-timer, and even the power of the seventh or eighth layer of the Tribulation Realm would be killed or injured under the surprise attack.

But the young man in front of him actually pinched the palm thunder in his hand with his bare hands, like a plaything.

At this time, Pan Meifeng already knew that Ling Hao was not something she could provoke.

"You cannot live if you have done your own iniquity. ”

Ling Hao shook his head, and the thunder in his palm suddenly threw towards Pan Meifeng, and the thunder and lightning hit Pan Meifeng's whole person and turned into a charred corpse, and there was no sound at all.

"We... Went around us. ”

Several other people saw that Ling Hao had the power to cut the mountain with a random sword, and realized that he had provoked someone who should not be provoked, and immediately began to plead.

"In a word, your identity still has a purpose. Ling Hao slowly walked towards a middle-aged man, and every step of the middle-aged man's face changed again and again.

"We... We are not from the Heavenly Killing Sect, we are from the Western Regions Heavenly Cult. ”

The middle-aged man's voice trembled: "You let us go, we have a lot of blood lotus, treasures and money that we have plundered during this time." ”

"This time?"

Ling Hao was slightly stunned, and then asked, "Then what kind of Blood Lotus Holy Land should be that you fabricated to trick those martial artists into coming to Tianshan Mountain to throw themselves into the net?" ”

"No... No. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head again and again: "The Blood Lotus Holy Land is real, but not only Ethereal Peak is looking for it, but also many sects are looking for it, and our Heavenly Cult is just hunting some ordinary martial artists on the periphery." ”

"I see, you can die. ”

Ling Hao indifferently swept over a few people, grabbed a handful of snowflakes from the void casually, pinched them slightly, and threw them towards the people of the Heavenly Cult scattered around.

Those snowflakes shot out, turning into hidden weapons like steel balls, falling like scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens.

Several middle-aged people who had crossed the Tribulation Realm were killed without even having any ability to resist, and their voices of pleading came to an abrupt end.

"Heavenly Cult!"

Ling Hao muttered slightly, Jiang Yiyi was also in the Demon Sect, but Jiang Yiyi and Luo Meifeng were not as despicable and sinister as this group of people.

"It seems that I have time to go to the Western Regions to have a look, and there is also Snake Island. ”

Thinking to himself in his heart, Ling Hao turned over a few marching bags not far from the seven people, among which there were indeed a lot of white snow lotus, as well as a lot of medicinal herbs and strange stones.

"Runestone. ”

His gaze fell on those stones, and Ling Hao was a little surprised.

The rune stone is sealed in the stone, which is similar to Pan Meifeng's palm thunder, but the power is much worse than the palm thunder.

"It's getting more and more interesting, there are people who know the art of runes. The corners of Ling Hao's mouth smiled slightly, his body slowly swept towards the void, his palm pressed downward, and the mountain peaks that were divided into two suddenly closed, and the bodies of several people from the Heavenly Cult were immediately buried by the mountain rocks.