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"It's worthy of being the best in the king's body. She has such a great momentum!" Xue Mingan sighed.

Linghao smiled lightly and bullied her. She grabbed the red whip and swung it gently. Situ Yin's body turned around. Her face was slightly white, which was unbelievable.

Why?

Her whip contains the ghost skill. Is this guy the devil?

Just think of these, chest came bursts of pain, her body flew quickly, in the middle of the turn, just slowly landing.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong!" Situ Yin is also a Taoist priest with six aspects of heaven. He followed the ghost lord since he was a child, and his accomplishments are incomparable to others.

At the moment, she was even more confused. What she thought was that Ling Hao was definitely a strong man in other cities. Otherwise, it would not be a surprise. In this Tianlong City, it was suddenly known.

"Ghost art is powerful, but it's not what you use."

Linghao has lived for 100000 years before. He has never seen any magic tricks. He saw through the shortcomings of situ Yin's skill.

"It's really strong enough. I'm convinced when I lose." Situ Yin's face is slightly red. In fact, she has no less competition with others, but there are few young talents who can easily subdue her like this.

Now that she hears that ghost art is not used in this way, she has already thought about it. She will often go to the city Lord's mansion later.

Situ Yin stepped down from the stage, and the scene was suddenly quiet.

Time passed quickly, Linghao played several more games, winning 27 people in a row.

The young people on the stage feel invincible. They have won 31 games in a row.

It has broken the record of xuandoutai. Even the leader of xuandoutai was shocked.

"What's the name of the young man tomorrow?" A middle-aged man sat there, wondering.

Xue Ming said, "father, his name is Ling Hao. He has a bright future. I think we should make good friends."

"You make your own decision, but don't do evil to him." Xue Mian said solemnly, "maybe He can help us to achieve good results in Tianjiao conference one month later. "

Xue Ming was slightly shocked. "I think it's better to have a good relationship first and then think about it."

Xue Mian looks at Xue Ming with appreciation and nods.

A guy brought a chair and put it on the challenge arena. Ling Hao pulled it and sat down directly. He rubbed his head.

I don't know if there's any challenge. If there's no one, even if it's over this time, it's time to buy daozundan, and then don't worry about Lingshi for a while.

"This guy, who has won so many games, still looks lazy, hateful." Situ Yin hates the way.

White cold cloud overcast a smile, finally it was his turn to appear.

He will let Linghao's popularity stop. He will lead the trend again and let people exclaim that Bai Hanyun is the genius.

And Ling Hao on the stage is just his little supporting role!

To be a supporting role, you must have the feeling of supporting role. You can't rob the main character's play, can you?

Bai Hanyun is a poor man, but he is also a strong man in the respect of the eight heavens. He is one of the four talents in Tianlong city and the first pride of ghost League. He is so confident, not without reason.

Now when he saw Linghao's languid appearance, his heart was to kill the chance. He really stole a lot of limelight from him. He couldn't help it at the moment, and suddenly said, "I'll show you your skill."

As his voice fell, the crowd couldn't help looking at him.

Bai Hanyun, one of the four great geniuses, is the first disciple of ghost Lord.

His identity matches his accomplishments very well. This kind of young man with halo is very impressive. The old and young women and children of Tianlong city all know who the four talents are.

At the moment, he became the focus of the whole audience.

"This is Bai Hanyun. Can he defeat Ling hao?"

"I'll beat Ling Hao even if I die. He has won thirty-one games."

"Yes, bully Ling Hao."

"I don't care if Bai Hanyun is one of the four great geniuses, but I haven't seen him do it."

"You are right, gamblers. Even Xue Ming, the young master, is willing to go down. I don't believe that Bai Hanyun can beat Ling Hao!"

In an instant, the noisy noise came all over the place, and people were talking about it, most of them were not optimistic about Bai Hanyun.

With a sneer, Bai Hanyun scanned the crowd. "You short-sighted guys, I don't know if my son can survive if he does."

"And I don't know where your confidence comes from!"

Bai Hanyun jumped onto the stage and sneered, "Linghao, your invincible is here. It's over."

Linghao looks as usual. He thinks this wisdom is just like a dog skin plaster. Last time, he remembered to laugh at himself in Xuandan Pavilion, and now it starts again.

Well, if you come up and want to be beaten, how can I stop you.

However, Ling Hao thought that there was something wrong with this man's IQ. Before fighting, he said these arrogant words, just like a child's family.

People with real strength will not use Kung Fu on their lips, but see the truth in their hands.

Now he doesn't want to talk to the person who has a problem at all. He ignores him directly. Seeing this, Bai Hanyun's eyes turn cold to essence.