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"Foolish!" Zhou Lin saw through their plan and sneered. He felt that these two were idiots who knew better than to come and throw their lives away.

He took a step forward. A monstrous true essence condensed in his arms, meeting those two people's palms …

"Boom!"

The two hall masters flew up into the air, the blood at the corners of their mouths floating in the air. They looked at Zhou Lin Yuan in shock.

They were completely powerless to continue fighting, and their injuries were too severe.

"Ling Hao, you brat, why aren't you leaving?" Vermillion Bird Hall's Hall Master turned around and saw that Ling Hao was still standing there. They were anxious and angry at the same time. It was such a waste of effort. They tried everything to stop him just so that he could have a chance to escape. Who would have thought that he would still be here?

"The two hall masters are willing to fight with their lives on the line for this disciple, so how could this disciple be the heartless person?"

"If I have to abandon you all and escape alone, please forgive this disciple for not being able to do so!"

"Besides, it's still unclear whether they will win or lose. So, what are the two of them afraid of?" Ling Hao said indifferently as he lifted his leg and walked towards Zhou Lin Yuan. The gentle breeze swayed his clothes, making him look like an immortal that had been exiled from the heavens.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master felt great pain in his heart.

When he defeated Chen Zongyang who was at the Second Heavenly Layer at the first, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master believed that his strength was at its peak. However, there was still a difference of five Heavenly Layers, and he had no way of resisting.

"Bastard. You crippled my son, yet you still dare to boast so shamelessly? Today, I'll let you know what 'frightening' means."

"The difference between a Seventh Heavenly Layer and a Second Heavenly Layer!"

"Eat my fist." Zhou Lin Yuan's fist struck forward, the wind from it whistled as it approached.

When Ling Hao saw this, he punched out.

The sound of collision rang out.

Everyone looked over. Ling Hao was still standing there, while Zhou Lin Yuan had to take a few steps back.

Qing Carp could not believe that this young man was only at the Second Sky!

What the hell?

The Vermilion Bird Hall Master was stunned. This was beyond his understanding.

Even the people from the Spirit Flame Race found it hard to believe.

"Is it just this little bit of strength? Which one of you gave you the right to bark like a madman? " Ling Hao quickly walked away and kicked Zhou Lin Yuan in the chest. Zhou Lin Yuan flew like a cannonball, landing on the ancient tree behind him. After bouncing a few times, his body fell to the ground, twitching non-stop.

This kind of power, was impossible!

Zhou Lin Yuan's heart was pounding wildly. This youth's strength far exceeded that of the seventh heaven, and all the bones in his body had been broken to sixty percent.

His heart was as cold as winter snow as he watched the white-clothed youth walk over step by step, his pupils contracting.

Suddenly, he thought of something and howled with a twisted face, "Elder Qing carp, save me!"

Qing Tu, who was standing beside him, trembled. This transformation happened too fast, and it was difficult for her to predict what would happen in a short period of time.

"Young man, you have to let them go and let them go."

She also felt that these words were shameless, but she didn't know why she blurted them out.

Ling Hao acted as if he had not heard anything. He walked up to Zhou Lin Yuan and looked at the arrogant man. With a smile, he slashed his sword, causing Zhou Lin Yuan to lose his head in shock!

"You …" After all, Qing Carp was a woman. Seeing that Zhou Lin Yuan of the same cultivation level as him had been killed by a young man, his heart gradually grew cold.

Ling Hao turned his head, revealing his white teeth.

"It's your turn."

Qing Carp's eyes were cold. This young man's strength was high. So it turned out that he was the true expert amongst everyone. If she had known about this earlier, how could she have followed this trash to their deaths?

Endless regret surged in his heart.

She suddenly turned into a streak of white light and flew into the sky.

Seeing this, Ling Hao took his time to bite his forefinger, and saw a drop of blood flowing out, floating in the air as the drop of blood turned into a blood net, which shot up into the sky, enveloping the white light. The white light rushed through the sky, but who would have thought that the white light behind the blood net would gradually shrink, and frantically struggle within the blood net.

"If you want your divine body to be destroyed, then continue to struggle."

This was an ancient sacred art. If a blood net was used to bind up a living creature, the more it struggled, the more pain it would suffer. The lighter the situation, the more broken bones would be, flesh and blood would be mixed together, and at the very least, its primordial spirit would be shattered.