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The blood-colored net enveloped the purple light beam and caught up with it in an instant, binding the purple light beam. Then, the blood-colored net returned to the room and stopped in front of Ling Hao's feet.

"Lord Ling, please spare me!" Yuan Qianfeng was frightened. As he spoke, he felt as if his bones were about to shatter. This kind of feeling made him wish he were dead.

Everyone in the room stared blankly at this scene. The situation had reversed too quickly, giving them no time to react.

At this moment, the high and mighty sect devil was lying on the ground like a dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

The youth in white clothes had a calm expression on his face, as if doing this was as easy as flipping his palm.

"Come here." Following Ling Hao's words, the blood net started to contract and the cracking sound was extremely clear. Yuan Qianfeng howled loudly as his eyes became bloodshot. He felt as if every inch of his body was shattering.

Until he became a pile of mud.

Ling Hao frowned slightly. With a wave of his hand, a gale blew past. That pile of mud flew out of the room. The ground immediately became clean, as if it had never happened.

Ye Wan and Cai Xiaoyan trembled slightly. The shocking scene just now had frightened them both. The almighty Yuan Qianfeng had died just like that. He didn't even dare to struggle.

Ling Hao didn't look at the two of them. Instead, he looked at the dozen or so people. These people were disciples of the Myriad Demon Sect and were also admirers of Yuan Qianfeng.

"Lord Ling, please let us go."

"We will absolutely not tell the sect about this, it's true!"

"I'm begging you, I kowtowed to you."

The group of disciples broke out in a cold sweat as they felt incomparable fear.

The youth in front of him was Ling Hao, who had betrayed his family and dared to go against the Sect Master. Now, he had killed the devil son, Yuan Qianfeng, in addition to Lord Chu's feelings, Ling Hao had killed two of his devil sons.

How could they not be shocked?

At this moment, he was extremely afraid!

"Stop talking, you guys go down and accompany him." He waved his hand casually, and the golden flames rushed towards those people. After a short while, the miserable cries completely stopped, and the black ashes floating in the air in the room disappeared without a trace, following Ling Hao's light breath.

The reason why Ling Hao had killed these people was because he was worried that these people would go back and report to Xing Yun. This way, Ling Hao's hiding place would be exposed.

In his previous life, he could be considered an old friend of Ye Lin. A few days ago, he was saved by his descendant, Ye Wan. Ling Hao did not want to implicate the sword sect because of him.

Therefore, nobody would know about Yuan Qianfeng's death until the four people in the room told everyone about it.

As the Sect Master and Sect Master of the Sword Truth Sect, Ye Chen could naturally see through Ling Hao's intentions. He sighed to himself: "He looks so young, but his cultivation and consciousness are all at the top. How terrifying!"

Due to Ling Hao's arrival, Ye Chenxiao's illness had been completely cured, and today, the sword sect's crisis had been resolved. Ye Wan felt that her luck was really good, to be able to get to know such an expert.

She remembered that when she saw Ling Hao yesterday, she looked down on him, but now she had to look up to him. She smiled bitterly, walked up to Ling Hao, and said: "Lord Ling, I apologize to you, it was my fault. I was blind, and I even spoke rudely to you."

After she finished speaking, she was about to kneel down.

Ling Hao glanced at her, but there were no fluctuations in his eyes.

He pulled her up and said, "The two of you saved my life. This is a great favor. You don't have to take these small matters to heart. "

Cai Xiaoyan felt her heart warm. She immediately thought to herself, "His bearing really convinced me. I shouldn't have ridiculed him yesterday."

Ling Hao had been at the School of Sword Arts for a few days, and Ye Wan and Cai Xiaoyan had been taking him around for a while. Ling Hao had been at the School of Sword Arts for a few days, and Ye Wan and Cai Xiaoyan had been taking him around for a while.

Ye Wan and Cai Xiaoyan sat down together, and after Ling Hao's guidance, she was immediately enlightened. He was inwardly shocked by Ling Hao's profound swordsmanship, to the point where he was able to tell at a glance what was wrong with it.

There was no banquet that did not disperse.

Ling Hao was about to leave. Although he was in the mood to stay here, he was actually a bit impatient in his heart.

"I hope that the Myriad Demon Sect will not overstep their boundaries. Otherwise, when I reach the 5th Heavenly Layer of the Sun Moon, I will definitely massacre the Myriad Demon Sect."

Ling Hao looked at Teng Qingshan and stood with his hands behind his back.

He was worried that Little White would suffer there, so he needed to increase his strength as soon as possible. Once he reached the Fifth Heavenly Layer, he would enter the sect, and even Xing Yun wouldn't be able to stop him by then, even though Xing Yun was a seventh Heavenly Layer expert.

Ling Hao planned to make a trip to Qiyang City. It was about time to see an old friend.

How was the little princess, Qin Jiu?

Had Qin Yong ascended to the throne?

After Ling Hao left the sword sect gate, the sword sect disciples behind him formed a long line and bowed in salute. Ye Chen and Xiao Xiao had solemn expressions on his face as they bowed.

Ye Wan slightly smiled, closed her eyes and prayed, "I hope that you can lead a better life in the future. Thank you for coming to my world."

Cai Xiaoyan was surprised. "Senior Sister, why are you crying?"

Ye Wan was stunned. She wiped away the tears and said, "This sand is too big. It stings my eyes."