The four little brothers brought by Huang Mao, when they saw this scene, their eyes were full of horror, and they subconsciously stepped back, but at the same time, their mouths were full of lust.

"Boy, do you know who our boss is?"

"Let go of our boss!"

"If you hurt our boss, there will be no place for you in Checheng!"

"Don't make a mistake about yourself!"

Long Hao didn't even look at the four of them, but still continued to move in his hands, and after completing the soul search of Huang Mao, he used a little force in his hands.

"Click!"

Huang Mao's neck was directly twisted off!

Huang Mao's four younger brothers, when they saw Long Hao kill Huang Mao without saying anything, their eyes showed unconcealable fear!

This fear is not only the fear of Long Hao, but also the fear of the person behind the yellow hair!

Long Hao frowned and glanced at the four thugs with fear on their faces, and then, with a palm of his hand, he directly ended the lives of the four of them!

From the yellow hair's memory, Long Hao learned a lot of things.

Huang Mao's name is Wang Xing, the only son of Wang Hu, the leader of the Flying Tiger Gang, an underground force in Checheng, not long ago, Wang Hu received a phone call asking him to send someone to beat Long Hao, and he spent five million on hard work!

Wang Hu was not in Checheng for the time being, but he handed over this matter to his son Wang Xing.

From Wang Xing's memory, Long Hao also learned that Wang Xing relied on Wang Hu's momentum and took the four younger brothers behind him to do many evil things in Checheng!

Those four are all Wang Xing's accomplices!

That's right, after Long Hao killed Wang Xing, he didn't hesitate to kill the other four!

In the eyes of Wang Hu's father and son, mutilating a young man with no background is a trivial matter.

However, they didn't expect that it was this trivial matter that directly caused Wang Xing to bury his life!

"Wang Hu", Long Hao whispered to himself, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

No matter who it is, since you dare to provoke him, you must be ready to be shot to death!

However, Long Hao didn't plan to go directly to Wang Hu for the time being, but according to his original intention, he headed towards Zhenwu Mountain.

Right now, the most important thing for Long Hao was to find the bloodline stone that his master had given him at that time!

Although Long Hao's injuries have not fully recovered, he still has a strong strength in the early stage of transforming into a god, from the gate of Taihe Hospital to Zhenwu Mountain, it may take two or three hours by car, but Long Hao took less than five minutes!

After arriving at Zhenwu Mountain, Long Hao directly released his spiritual sense, and soon sensed the location where he had teleported to the earth.

However, after some searching, no trace of the bloodstone was found.

Failing to find the bloodline stone, Long Hao planned to leave Zhenwu Mountain first to solve the trouble of Wang Hu, and by the way, find out who wanted to buy the murderer against him.

Suddenly, Long Hao's figure was slightly stunned, and in his spiritual sense, he sensed that in the depths of Zhenwu Mountain, there was actually a large mountain protection array similar to the formation of the cultivation realm, and in the mountain protection array, there was a small cultivation sect.

......

In the depths of Zhenwu Mountain, an unknown place, hundreds of quaint palaces are arranged and distributed according to certain rules.

In the deepest part of these palaces, there was a very ordinary-looking wooden house, and at this moment, in front of the wooden house, an old man dressed in Taoist clothes with a childish face was telling a young disciple in front of him about the way of cultivation.

The old man looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, but there was no wrinkle on his slightly round face, and there was no trace of twilight on his body, and there were two long white eyebrows floating in front of his forehead, but they added a bit of funny to him.

The young disciple was in his early twenties, with slightly pale eyebrows, a slightly long face, eyes as bright as stars, and a strong sense of confidence.

This old man's name is Zhang Wuji, and he is the ancestor of the True Martial Sect.

And the young disciple is named Xu Changqing, the first person of the new generation of the True Martial Sect!

Zhang Wuji smiled and told Xu Changqing about the way of cultivation, but suddenly he felt that there seemed to be something strange around him.

Subconsciously looked up, but Zhang Wuji found that behind Xu Changqing, at some point, a young figure suddenly appeared.

The young man had a handsome face, a pair of sword eyebrows that were neither thick nor light, his skin was fair, and his face was as clear as a carving. Wearing a white gown, his jet-black hair was neatly combed in a neat bun on the top of his head, and he was set in a delicate white jade crown.

This young figure is none other than Long Hao.

"Who are you, and when did you arrive?" Zhang Wuji got up slightly, with a solemn look on his face, and asked Long Hao.

"It's a pity", Long Hao didn't answer Zhang Wuji's words, glanced at Zhang Wuji slightly, and shook his head slightly.

"What is a pity?" Hearing Long Hao's words, Zhang Wuji's eyes flickered suddenly.

Xu Changqing heard someone talking to Zhang Wuji, turned around slightly, and saw Long Hao, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything and quietly stepped aside.

"The deadline is coming", Long Hao replied to Zhang Wuji's words lightly.

Hearing Long Hao's answer, Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly set off a stormy wave, and the expression on his face couldn't help but change.

Zhang Wuji's physical condition, he himself is very clear, the God Realm powerhouse has a lifespan of three hundred, and he is already two hundred and ninety-nine years old this year!

Although he was a powerhouse at the peak of the God Realm, as long as he failed to break through to a higher realm, he would only live to be three hundred years old, just like a cultivator in the early stage of the God Realm!

"Master, what did he mean?" Hearing the conversation between Long Hao and Zhang Wuji, and seeing Zhang Wuji's expression change, Xu Changqing asked Zhang Wuji with some horror.

As the first person of the new generation of the True Martial Sect, Xu Changqing was very honored to receive the personal guidance of the ancestor Zhang Wuji, so that his martial arts cultivation and spiritual realm were greatly improved.

However, during this period of time, Zhang Wuji's words faintly revealed that the future True Martial Sect would depend on their younger generation.

Xu Changqing hadn't thought much about it before, thinking that it was Zhang Wuji's words of encouragement to him, but now that he heard Long Hao's words and saw Zhang Wuji's expression change again, Xu Changqing had a very terrible guess in his heart!

"Alas, now, the old man no longer hides it from you, and the old man only has one year of life left. The old man is very happy to be able to see such an outstanding junior as Changqing, the old man's only wish is to pass on all the things he has learned in his life to you, and not let the stunt of my true martial arts ancestor be cut off from the inheritance when he comes to me", Zhang Wuji looked at Xu Changqing with a look of relief on his face, but he did not have the slightest fear of death.

"Master, this is not true!" Xu Changqing found it difficult to accept this fact for a while, and said with some hysteria.

"People, inherently dead, don't be a child!" Seeing this, Zhang Wuji's eyes widened, and he shouted at Xu Changqing.

"I can let your ancestor live for another two hundred years, but if I want to exchange your life, are you willing?" At this time, Long Hao on the side spoke lightly.