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Ling Hao's voice is not loud or small, but many of the people present are cultivators. There is still some listening.

When I saw someone dare to talk to the saint apprentice like this, it caused quite a stir.

Those cultivators came around one after another and looked at Ling Hao with interest.

This is the impression of Linghao by many people.

It seems that he is a young man. Apart from the two gorgeous people around him, he can't see the bright spot.

Of course, compared with lengao, it is one sky and one underground.

Lengao thought he had heard wrong at the moment and looked at him with an ignorant face.

"Do you know who I am?"

"You're really brave."

A sneer from lengao.

Ling Hao stood up and said, "who are you has nothing to do with me."

"So I'm not interested in knowing who you are."

The Saint King sat on a high place and frowned slightly. This kid was a little interesting. I believe that everyone here knows lengao is his apprentice, and it's too late to flatter him, but this man dares to offend him.

"You I'm dying! " For a moment, the face of coldness and arrogance changed, which is equivalent to beating his face, as if to say that your identity is not worth mentioning.

The whole body is full of vitality to a certain extent. Anyone can see it. Lengao is ready to start.

Linghao smiled a little. If this person wants to do it, he should do it. The purpose of hard cultivation is not to protect himself, relatives and friends. If you just flinch, what's the use of cultivation?

Jiang Jianyu didn't know when to sit on the cloud. He was lying there, pouring wine into his mouth.

"If you don't agree, you have to do it."

"He is worthy of being the disciple of the king."

At the exit of two sentences, everyone's eyes are shifted to the sky.

"Jiang Jianyu, the God of sword!"

"See the sword God!"

"See sword God!"

Some people bow and bow.

For this strong man of human race, many people face it with reverence.

In the past, when monsters attacked the city, human beings were devastated. The God of swords went out of the pass. He carried a magic sword on his back, killed all monsters and beasts, and returned the human race to be magnificent.

"Apprentice, get back!"

The Saint King gave a cold drink. Lengao was so angry that he put away his energy. He looked at Ling Hao and said, "I will not let you go. I will insult me. Only death is your destination."

Ling Hao said with a smile, "OK, I will accompany you to the end."

This man is arrogant, but he is not inferior to his name, but he is too arrogant, that is a fool.

Just strong, sooner or later will become weak.

Holy Wang Rao looks at Ling Hao with deep meaning. Is this young man related to the sword God?

This Tianjiao conference is of great importance and a great opportunity to recruit talents from all over the world.

You can't ruin the Tianjiao meeting because of your apprentice's selfish desire.

Linghao looks up at the middle-aged man lying on the cloud. Just now someone called him the sword God. Then the cultivation of sword way must be at its peak.

"Nice young man." Drunk Jiang Jianyu murmured.

It's unusual to do what ordinary people can't do.

Ling Hao is such a person in his eyes.

There were tens of thousands of people on the scene. No one dared to offend the emperor's disciples at this juncture.

Because of what, because they embrace to join the heart of the holy land, so can only curry favor with the Saint King 's disciples, I am afraid there is no way.

Not to mention Ling Hao's strength, but only his courage, I'm afraid there is no one in ten of so many people present.

"This guy is more arrogant than lengao."

Situ Yin sat there and said softly.

Situ Feng said with a smile, "my dear daughter, your friend is really extraordinary."

"That's, let me say, this arrogance is not a good thing. It deserves to be said like this."

Situ Yin's eyes are like electric current. The more he looks at Ling Hao, the more he is happy.

Li Changqing and Li Yueyan look at each other and smile at each other. They know a little about Linghao's character.

They didn't expect to be able to utter such wild words.

"Nantiange!"

"Dongtuzong arrived!"

"Xishan Grottoes!"

With the sound of three voices, only three teams came from the air. They either drove Xiangyun or rode beasts.

The formation is huge and the rehearsal is prosperous.

The king of northern wild goose hurriedly got up and greeted him with a smile.

These three forces are all the same as his North wild goose holy land.

The three great figures were seated one after another, and their disciples were standing by.

The rules for participating in Tianjiao conference have been told by Yucheng Lord a few days ago.

Comprehensive competition, not just cultivation.

The rules of this conference are that 100 people are small units for each competition.

There is a test of literature and a test of martial arts.