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Li Yunxiao looked helplessly at Wu Rou falling on the ground. He glanced sideways at Ling Hao and gradually felt goosebumps all over his body. This speed was as fast as lightning and was simply shocking to the heavens.

"Old thing, you're jabbering nonstop. If you want to kill me, come at me." Ling Hao didn't want to say anything to him. Killing him would only take an instant.

However, this old man obviously didn't know what was good for him, and he didn't mind teaching him a lesson.

On the other hand, Yun Feng and Xue Fei were very helpless. They really didn't want Li Yunxiao to die here. After all, he was an elder.

"Good, good, good." Li Xiao Yun frowned as his killing intent surged, "You are courting death!" Then, he struck with his palm.

"Tyrant God Lion!" This was a divine ability he had cultivated and had never used before. Today, after being infuriated by Ling Hao, he decided to deal with the opponent in one move!

However, Ling Hao did not take any action at all.

In his eyes, that golden lion was as slow as a snail. Ling Hao faintly smiled, gently lifting up his arm and touching it with his fingertip, that golden lion suddenly dissipated.

"He can't even withstand a single blow." Ling Hao stretched out his arm, and the true essence in the air instantly condensed and shot towards the stupefied old man.

Li Yunxiao's face was deathly pale.

How is this possible?

How could he disperse such a divine ability so easily?

Why?

His mind was in a state of confusion, and just as he was perplexed over the matter, his chest felt as though it was struck by a massive boulder. His body was sent flying, smashing against the wall and rebounding a few times before he collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood.

"You … Why are you so strong? " Li Xiao's heart surged with a strong sense of defeat. This youth was only 17 or 18 years old. In his mind, no matter how monstrous of a genius he was, he would never reach the peak of the Creation.

However, after exchanging blows, he was certain that this youth was of the same level as him.

Regret and regret filled his heart. He should never have offended such a genius!

At this moment, the disciples in the arena acted as if they weren't breathing. In their eyes, the elders were the gods, and no matter what, they couldn't defy them. However, the white-robed young man didn't care at all.

"Why is Senior Brother Ling Hao so strong?" Didn't he just enter the sect? "

"He is indeed strong in our eyes, but he is just a dish in the eyes of the likes of us."

"That's right. He had killed Wu Yan and his sister, and Senior Brother Chu is someone who wants face. How can he let Ling Hao off? Just watch and see. He will definitely be dealt with."

Ling Hao strode towards Li Yunxiao. The sound of his footsteps could be heard clearly even if a pin were to fall on the ground.

"Ling Hao." Xue Fei hurried forward with a perturbed expression. "He's a sect elder after all."

The meaning behind his words was, don't overstep the boundaries.

Yun Feng also said, "As long as we don't kill him."

The meaning behind his words was that it didn't matter if he was crippled or something like that.

Ling Hao nodded.

Looking at the dying Li Yun, "You're the one who's here to cause trouble for me. Everyone here can witness that I'm giving you a chance to retreat due to your age, but it's a pity that you don't appreciate my kindness and still want to provoke me."

"Your disciple's death is nothing to be regretted. If I were weak, I would have been in your disciple's hands yesterday."

"I'll cripple your left arm today to let you remember better."

A beam of light pierced through Li Yunxiao's left arm, causing blood to flow like a fountain. Li Yunxiao's entire body was entangled in pain as he wailed loudly. The venom in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"Scram." Ling Hao kicked him out of the door.

Everyone present was shocked. Ling Hao had left a decisive impression of killing in their hearts. They all thought of provoking no one but this devil.

Huang Daoyi, Wu Yan, Elder Li Yunxiao, these people were either dead or crippled. They were all thinking, just what would Lord Chu do to Ling Hao?

After the banquet ended, the disciples in the hall slowly left.

Only Ling Hao's subordinates were left on the field.

"The experts of the Myriad Demon Sect are respected. Unless there are special circumstances, the sect head would normally not interfere."

Xue Fei said. She knew that the sect really didn't have the rules and regulations of other sects. Whoever had the biggest fist was the truth.