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"Stop!"

High up in the sky, it was the Palace Lord. Seeing that Chen Zongyang still wanted to kill Ling Hao, he pointed his finger and Chen Zongyang retreated several meters back.

"Lord Prefect!" The White Tiger Division's leader cupped his hands in salute, while Chen Zongyang stood beside him with an indignant look on his face.

"This sovereign has already ascertained that the fault of those five people who threatened Ling Hao is not Ling Hao."

"But …" Chen Zongyang said excitedly, "That was five lives, even my junior apprentice-brother lost to him.

"Cultivators should be happy to avenge us!"

"If I don't kill this fellow disciple today, I'm afraid that I'll be unable to make any progress in my cultivation." Chen Zongyang said resolutely, as if he would not rest until Ling Hao was dead.

White Tiger Palace's Palace Chief also said, "Palace Chief, this child, Ling Hao, has a cruel personality. When he grows up, he will become a devil."

The Palace Lord was slightly surprised, but he didn't speak to the Palace Lord. Instead, he shifted his gaze to Chen Zongyang.

"In the past, you were the number one genius of my academy. This sovereign had your hall master bestow upon you the ability to establish your own sect and give you a palace. This sovereign should have treated you well. Yesterday, Deacon Lin made things difficult for Ling Hao. Today, his son also made things difficult for him."

"Right, what's even more coincidental is that they are your followers." The Palace Chief smiled lightly, and then shouted coldly: "Chen Zongyang! Do you take this sovereign for a fool! "

A cold shout rang out, causing the space to tremble.

Chen Zongyang and the White Tiger Palace Master broke out in a cold sweat. They had never seen the Palace Lord angry before.

"Mansion Lord …" Chen Zongyang was about to speak.

"You don't need to say anything. Remember, from today onwards, there will be a genius whose talent is higher than yours. Even this noble one will find it difficult to catch up to you in the future!"

"If you kill him in the cradle, this noble one will never forgive you."

"In addition, before he reaches your level, if you, Chen Zongyang, dare to attack, I will kill you!"

The Lord Prefect's figure instantly disappeared, leaving behind a group of stunned spectators.

The Vermilion Bird Hall Master looked at Ling Hao with a look of pleasant surprise. This young man was actually so highly regarded by the Palace Lord, and now that he thought about it, this young man had actually ascended to the 81st step.

With a sigh, the White Tiger Division head turned around and left.

His handsome face gradually twisted, and his eyes were looking for someone to swallow. If he had started to suppress Ling Hao in order to return the favor to Chen Mao and his son, now, it had already turned into an irreconcilable feud between him and Ling Hao.

Today, his face was fiercely stepped on and rubbed against the ground.

With so many disciples watching him make a fool of himself.

However, when he thought of the Palace Lord's words, Chen Zongyang felt helpless. If he had recklessly killed Ling Hao today, he believed that he would have been killed very soon.

"Scoundrel Ling Hao, you killed five of my junior brothers. You and I will never be able to live under the same sky!" Chen Zongyang looked at the indifferent Ling Hao and sneered: "I hope you can reach my level as soon as possible, then I can kill you fair and square."

Ling Hao said faintly: "You want to kill me?"

Everyone was speechless. After killing five people from White Tiger Hall, as the senior brother, how could Chen Zongyang be easily provoked?

He had to admit that this white-robed youth was extremely daring. He feared that the road ahead would be even harder in the future.

Apart from the Vermillion Bird Hall Master and Yang Linglong, they were both lamenting Ling Hao's recklessness.

In the west side of the forest, there was a girl dressed in blue, about sixteen to seventeen years old. Her big beautiful eyes were looking at Ling Hao and the youth in white, murmuring, "I am also a Successor Disciple.

"I hope you aren't relying on the Lord Prefect's support." Blue Dragon Hall's Lan Ruozhi stared at Ling Hao in a daze.

"You're just an ant. I'll wait for you when I have the time." Chen Zongyang shot a glance at Ling Hao. From the looks of his cultivation, he was only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. But he was also very strong. Deacon Lin and his son were both at the great circle of Qi Condensation.

"Hur hur." Ling Hao looked at him and disdainfully said: "It won't be long before I break through to the first stage of the True Sun realm. I will personally find you to have a life-and-death battle!"

Everyone was shocked. Ling Hao actually dared to speak so shamelessly. The first stage of the True Sun against the second stage of the True Sun?

Yang Linglong was also slightly surprised and thought that she had overestimated herself this time.

"So he's the same as everyone else, he only knows how to boast. Sigh." Lan Ruozhi's little face immediately lost all interest. This young man was simply relying on the Mansion Master's support. In the True Sun Second Sky, last time she had a match with Chen Zhong, she had lost in less than three moves.

She did not believe that there was someone in this world who could cross a small realm and still remain impassive.