Tian Lang, come to pay a visit......

It was like ten thousand dark thunders suddenly exploding in this square, shaking people's ears numb. A small warrior who was chased and killed by the Hunting Alliance, entered the city alone in this situation and openly challenged them.

And as soon as he made a move, it was a thunderous momentum, and in the blink of an eye, he repelled twenty Lingxuan heavy martial artists, how strong was this hand?

Everyone's eyes looked at the young man standing in front of the stone platform.

I saw him smile softly and wipe his face with his sleeve, and the dark color on his face and the dazzling black spot on his face suddenly dissipated invisibly. That delicate face with a little immaturity appeared in front of everyone, exactly the same as the image of the characters on the hanging list.

Before the ripples in their hearts had subsided, the fat man's words dropped an even bigger bomb in their churning minds.

"Coming?"

The fat man opened his eyes weakly and said this with a flat face.

"These two people actually know each other. ”

Such thoughts came to the minds of all who witnessed it in an instant. And the reason why Liemeng does so many things has also clearly emerged.

It turned out that such a lot of effort was not just a simple example of killing chickens and monkeys, but also a means to force "Tian Lang" to come out.

Such old-fashioned methods can be called clumsy, but the more old-fashioned things are, the more useful they are often. The facts in front of us have once again proved this truth.

What made them unbelievable was that Tian Lang, whose strength was vastly different from that of the Hunting Alliance, actually rushed into this trap like this?

So decisive?

Many warriors asked themselves, if they were to encounter such a situation, how would they decide? In front of them was a strong enemy that could not be resisted, not to mention anything else, a true Xuanwu was a figure who dominated one side.

It can be said that it is a road to death in front of them, if it were them, would they walk in?

At that moment, the answers that came straight out of their hearts without thinking about it made them trance-like for a while.

The whole world seemed to fall into an eerie silence. Many people put their complicated eyes on Qin Hao.

The fat man burst out laughing, breaking the silence. He nodded to Qin Hao, and did not say hypocritical words such as "why do you want to come" and "send you to death in vain", because he knew that for some people, these words were just like nonsense, and there was no difference between saying it and not saying it. And Qin Hao happens to be this kind of person. "It's coming. Qin Hao smiled and replied calmly.

A few rays of mysterious qi shot out from the palm of his hand, whistling and shooting through, breaking the iron locks and chains tied to the fat man's body.

The fat man's body was relieved, and his tired body suddenly fell to the ground, panting for breath. He stretched out his hand to Qin Hao and gave a thumbs up. Then leaning his back against the wooden frame, he closed his eyes and conditioned his breath.

Qin Hao turned his head back, and his face suddenly turned cold. He turned to the two people in the chair and said lightly: "Two, Tian Lang is here." ”

Elder Mu sneered, "Very good, you are more courageous than the old man imagined. Ren Qiang, do you know how to do it?"

Elder Mu's face remained unchanged, but his heart was already extremely embarrassed. With his True Xuan Realm ability, the sensitivity of the six senses, he didn't even notice that Qin Hao was hiding near here. If it weren't for his reputation, he would have already tore the person in front of him to pieces at this time.

"Capture him. Ren Qiang stood up and shouted. In his eyes, a fierce light flickered.

The deaths of Xu Ying and Xu Tong were a thorn in his heart. Now that Qin Hao's appearance has given him a chance to pull out this thorn.

He didn't believe that these Lingxuan martial artists under him couldn't control a mere Lingxuan dual martial artist.

Suddenly, the dozen or so warriors who had fallen to the ground and were not dead all stood up, their faces were still pale, but their movements did not hesitate at all.

This is the core disciple of the Hunting Alliance, order, even if there is a sword mountain and a gun forest in front of them, they dare to collide with their flesh and blood.

Ren Qiang's hand pressed down heavily. With a bang, more than a dozen sword blades were aimed at Qin Hao, converging into a cold and cold light, and rushing over.

Each sword shot out a gang qi, and more than a dozen gang qi converged into a substantial sword gang that was several zhang wide, and swept towards Qin Hao, where the sword gang passed, the sound of sonic boom was endless. The void air seemed to shake.

Qin Hao's eyes couldn't sparkle. He clenched his right hand into a claw shape and swung a random palm in the air.

Rumble!

Shocking the sky, that sword gang dissipated under Qin Hao's palm. A little ripple of energy spread outward from the collision, and many martial artists hurriedly transported their talisman Xuan Qi to resist.

The force of this collision is something that even the Lingxuan Triple Martial Artist has to take seriously. In the square, all kinds of lights flowed for a while, dazzling and abnormal.

Ren Qiang swung out a palm to disperse the incoming wind. His face was quite embarrassed, and the rest of the crowd looked incredulous. The blow that gathered the abilities of a dozen Lingxuan martial artists allowed him to dissolve it effortlessly.

At this time, the disciples of the Hunting Alliance also rushed in front of Qin Hao. They are no ordinary warriors. Disciple of the Hunting Alliance, which one has not experienced countless battles?

Every swing of the sword is fierce and domineering, murderous, straight to the point, without the slightest mercilessness.

And their cooperation is extremely tacit. In an instant, more than a dozen long swords formed the largest sword circle, like a lotus blooming, trapping Qin Hao's body in it.

"Drink!"

A Hunter Alliance disciple let out a loud shout, and the sword jumped like a poisonous snake letter, spitting at Qin Hao's chest. The rest of the people, at the same moment, made the same action.

More than a dozen sword lights pressed towards Qin Hao's chest, shoulders, ankles, and back, enveloping Qin Hao firmly in it, without missing a bit.

"That's it?"

Qin Hao's face remained unchanged, he took a step sideways, and his body floated out a few steps in the air like a piece of catkins, avoiding the three sword rays on the side.

Then, with a slight touch on the ground, his body as light as a swallow, he pulled up several feet in the air, avoiding the five sword blades coming from the front.

When he was in the air, the remaining seven or eight sword rays changed direction at the same time and swept into the air. Qin Hao sneered, twisted his body, and turned at a strange angle, which was able to avoid the remaining sword light.

Qin Hao understated it lightly, and counted all the attacks like a leisurely stroll. As soon as the Thousand Miles Wind Resisting Body Method came out, they couldn't even grasp his figure.

The disciples of the Hunting Alliance gritted their teeth, and their murderous aura was a little stronger. The cold light of the iron sword in the field became more and more intense, making all onlookers feel a chill.

However, just as a fishing net with too large holes could not catch a flexible fish, the sword net could never completely cover Qin Hao's figure.

After another flash of sword, Qin Hao's counterattack also followed. His two fingers stretched out and formed a sword shape, and the Xuan Qi on his fingers poured out endlessly.

Ding!Ding!Ding......

Every time Qin Hao pointed out his sword, a sharp air aura shot out, and there was an extra sharp sword blade on the ground. In a matter of moments, the blades of the long swords in everyone's hands were all broken.

Qin Hao's figure moved again, flashed, and the whole person crashed into everyone like a ferocious cannonball.

Bang! bang......

In the shadow of the fist in the sky, one figure after another was swept out. It's like a kite with a broken string flying into the air, unable to swing, and then falling heavily to the ground.

No one could tell exactly how his fists and feet moved. The only thing that could be seen clearly was that the dozen or so Hunter Alliance disciples were lying on the ground like broken sacks one after another, their faces were dead and gray, and blood was gushing from their mouths and noses.

The disciples of the Hunting Alliance were all defeated.

All the people were completely shocked. With a pair of nearly twenty, in a moment, the opponent was completely defeated......

Many of the people present could not hide their surprise in their hearts. What is the origin of this young boy in front of him?

Ren Qiang's face was pale. And Elder Mu was sitting on the armrest of the chair, and he had already held two handprints.

Before they could sort out their thoughts and calm their thoughts, Qin Hao had already stood up and said a word softly.

"The so-called Hunting Alliance is nothing more than that. ”

The extremely flat tone swept through the audience at this time.

An alliance that spans dozens of countries, an alliance that has great influence in many countries, an alliance that has dominated one side for a hundred years and no one dares to openly oppose it, in the mouth of this young man, it is only "but" so......

"Good. ”

Ren Qiang held the chair with both hands and stood up, and when he stood up, the big chair suddenly fell apart, collapsed, and shattered into countless small pieces of wood. Although the principal's expression did not change much, anyone could see the anger in his heart.

The elite of the Black Rock City branch can be said to be mostly folded in Qin Hao's hands, and Ren Qiang's heart is already full of murderous intent.

He walked towards Qin Hao step by step. Every time you step on the ground, there is a piercing explosion. Countless cracks like spider webs, with scattered rubble, spread out in all directions.

"Ren Qiang is also going to make a move?"

A blue-robed disciple of the Hidden Xuanmen frowned, as if he was talking to himself.

Everyone knows that Ren Qiang advanced to the sixth level of Lingxuan a few years ago. Lingxuan Sixfold can already be called a real powerhouse. And it is said that in the past few years, he has spent all his attention on a top-level martial art.

What kind of strength does such a Lingxuan sixfold powerhouse have?

"What else can you do if you don't make a move?" A martial artist beside him who belonged to the same Hidden Xuanmen as him shook his head, and there was mockery in his eyes: "Now that the Hunting Alliance's power in this city, who else can restrain that Tian Lang? Do you still want to ask that old man to make a move? That is really ridiculous and generous." It's just that in this way, Tian Lang has no chance. He had the guts, but alas, too reckless!"

"Wouldn't it, what about Lingxuan Sixfold? That Tian Lang's strength just now, I think it's very strong. Beside him, a waiter at the medicine shop saw that these people spoke in a kind tone, and plucked up the courage to ask.

It's just that as soon as he said this, the people around him shook their heads.

"In the realm of Lingxuan, the difference between one and the same is very different, not to mention the double Lingxuan, even if it is the fifth Lingxuan, it may not be able to take three moves in Ren Qiang's hands. Yin Xuanmen said with a firm face.

"It's a pity. If this person can enter a good sect and cultivate for a few years, he may not be able to step into the realm of true Xuan and dominate one side. An elder of a small local sect shook his head, rather regretful.

For a while, everyone's hearts were full of thoughts. Regrets, sighs, and so on.

At this time, Ren Qiang's footsteps also stopped.

"Boy, I don't know how high the sky is high and the earth ......is thick," a fierce light flashed in Ren Qiang's eyes: "Today, let me teach you." ”

As soon as the words fell, a white Xuan Qi light rose to the sky, surging like a tide, churning towards Qin Hao. This is the oppression of momentum, and the ordinary Lingxuan three or four martial artists are almost all under his coercion.

Spit blood from his mouth and suffer internal injuries: "It's up to you to do it." Qin Hao smiled proudly. The dazzling red light first flowed through the body, and then soared into the air, colliding with the white light.

-for-tat......

In the confrontation in momentum, Qin Hao did not fall behind at all.