"Wow, I'm so inspirational. I'm so happy."

"Ha ha, he thought he was elder martial brother Ling. It's funny. He said so well. Did he strive to the end?"

"I can really pretend to be a wolf with a big tail. I don't know how successful he is."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Laughter, ridicule, disdain, disdain, a lot of expressions appear in the faces of all people, it seems that people are so united, it seems that people are so despised.

Yan Yuexin can't help it for a long time, but is pulled by Ling Hao.

"My husband! These people are too much. Why don't you show your identity? "

Ling Hao said lightly, "it's all ants. Why bother with them?"

Once he passes notes to Yang Wuyuan, all the high-level Lingyan people will come out to meet him happily.

At that time, these people will know how ridiculous they are.

But he didn't want to, because he thought It's really not challenging.

It's about how to prove your identity.

These people really don't interest him.

However, he thinks so, but in other people's eyes, it is that he is pretending to force.

Master Jiang Ye is a middle-aged man, who is responsible for teaching the common sense of cultivation of the disciples.

"Young man, you've talked big. Leave early. I'm afraid these little guys can't help fighting you."

He smiled softly and said, "there are many students whose parents are elders, even if they are teachers, they can't manage them. OK, let's go quickly."

He said scornfully, clearly not to Linghao in the eyes.

Ling Hao has been defined in his mind as a young man who talks big.

"With all due respect, I'm here to go home."

Ling Hao frowns slightly. He wants to be low-key. Why do these people have to be high-key

"What? Young man, I think you are looking for the wrong way to go home. This is the Lingyan family. You should stop fooling around. "

"Otherwise..."

Ling Hao is too lazy to talk with him, and his eyes flash cold.

A momentum pressed past, and the ginger night was knocked to the ground with a bang.

"Jiang Ye angrily shouted:" this boy is in the wild, give me up, capture him alive

All of us thought Linghao was disgusted before. At this moment, there is no name. They are the disciples of Lingyan. Since Linghao united the top ten ethnic groups, Lingyan's natural waters have risen. As a disciple of the outside world, we can also be proud of them.

Of course, I can't bear it!

Many people took out their magic weapons and rushed up.

Ling Hao didn't act at all. He was still standing with his hands down.

When they get close.

He said, "kneel down!"

Suddenly, countless people bent down and knelt, which made everyone look crazy.

"What kind of magic do you use?" roared Jiang ye, blushing. He knelt on the ground, unable to move in any struggle.

This sense of humiliation arises.

His mentor of Lingyan family has been humiliated.

Zhou Xiaomei and her elder martial sister are shocked. This young man is so strong!

More than one hundred for one person!

And I haven't made a move. I just read two words.

Jiang Ye tried his best to turn the torrent into a sound wave. "A thief is here. Please take control of the enemy!"

His voice spread out. Gradually, the disciples in Lingyan family heard it and reported it in a panic.

Not long ago, six elders came to guard the sword. Jiang ye and many other disciples saw this scene as if they saw a savior.

"Boy, it depends on how you die this time!"

Jiang Ye looks at Ling Hao proudly, his eyes twinkling with ruthlessness.