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Luo Hao did not immediately answer him. Instead, he stretched out his hand to push Situ Yanran backwards, while Situ Yanran looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he meant.

"What are you going to do?"

Situ Yanran asked.

Luo Hao laughed, then said: "It's not like I want to take the opportunity to wipe you clean, I just want you to back off a little. When big brother made his move, he was so powerful, I was afraid that it would hurt you, if not I would have regretted it for the rest of my life."

After saying that, Luo Hao did not forget to throw her a flirtatious glance.

Situ Yanran glared at him, thinking that they were already like this and she still hadn't acted properly, but she didn't realize that the moment Luo Hao turned his head around, his gaze had turned dense.

However, the middle-aged man didn't mind his cold gaze. On the contrary, he said extremely arrogantly, "Draw your sword!"

Luo Hao glanced at the Heaven Swallowing Sword in his hands, but in the next moment, he directly returned the sword back into the soul ring, and extended both his hands out, shining brightly.

"He wants to fight with bare hands and two fists?"

"I just want to show off in front of a beautiful woman!"

"I feel that's true. His strength is inferior to others in the first place, so that sword should not be ordinary. It is likely a powerful assistance, but he does not need it."

"Hmph, now pretend to be an expert. I don't even know how he died."

The warriors started to discuss and the middle-aged man was even angrier, in his eyes, it was Luo Hao's contempt.

Although he felt that Luo Hao was not his match no matter what, Luo Hao's actions still made him unhappy.

However, Luo Hao had never liked to show off, nor would he ever show off in front of beautiful women. He had never lacked women either, and Liu Fei, Lu Tianfeng, Qiao Qingyun and the others were all devastatingly beautiful women.

There was only one reason for him to do this; he wanted to see how powerful the Heavenly Dragon Fist he had just learnt was.

"You're courting death!"

In an instant, it was as if the air around him seemed to solidify. The atmosphere in the plaza became extremely tense, and the mocking expression on the middle-aged man's face increased by a few degrees, while all of the servants in the middle-aged man's group began to clap and cheer.

Immediately after, the middle-aged man flipped his hands, and someone felt that the chains inside the space had become disorderly. Everyone quickly retreated.

At the same time, countless strong gusts of wind, as if attracted by the middle-aged man, rushed towards his palm.

After a few breaths of time, a small hurricane wrapped around the middle-aged man's arm. Although the hurricane was not big, its power was extremely terrifying.

"Boss, great!"

Praise was instantly heard from the lackeys, and at the same time, those people were also staring at Luo Hao, who was in front of them.

With regards to the strong technique the middle aged man was using, Luo Hao frowned, even with his current cultivation, he did not dare to underestimate him.

As a result, without any hesitation, he began to circulate the Heaven-swallowing Technique, and boundless spirit energy gushed out from the Soul Sea and into his meridians. Then, with his fists tightly clenched, countless tiny flames that were difficult to be seen by the naked eye appeared on the surface of his fists.

Heavenly Dragon Fist!

At this time, the images of those moves from the frescoes appeared in Luo Hao's mind. At the same time, the energy around him suddenly increased, and his aura continued to rise.

Realizing that Luo Hao's body had changed, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, then unhesitatingly brought the hurricane and rushed towards Luo Hao.

As he waved his arm, the surrounding Spiritual Energy surged out like a flood. It was as if a crack had been torn open in the air.

With two swooshing sounds, the hurricane continued to advance in the air. Complicated patterns appeared on the surface of the hurricane.

The middle aged man's violent fist image became a strong killing intent in Luo Hao's black eyes.

"Bullsh * t!"

The middle aged man saw that Luo Hao was actually still standing in his original position, and snorted coldly, but just as the hurricane was about to approach Luo Hao, Luo Hao moved.

However, he was retreating.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

It still wasn't enough, so he retreated half a step back. He thought it should be enough now. Ye Qin suddenly raised his eyes and then smiled sinisterly. That smile appeared extremely cold in the middle-aged man's eyes.

How could there be such a strange feeling?

The middle-aged man was greatly shocked. His cultivation was far higher than Luo Hao's, so he shouldn't have this kind of feeling.

With a hum, Ye Qin's right fist shot out, accompanied by a deep dragon roar.

"What was that sound?"

"Could it be Dragon Roar?"

"How is this possible? What martial skill does he train in?! "

Everyone was shocked, and so was the middle-aged man. He was the one who was the closest to Luo Hao, so even though his voice wasn't loud, he was very sure that it was Dragon Roar.

When he regained his senses, the surface of Luo Hao's arm was actually covered with flickering flames. In the next moment, countless flames actually congregated into a small fire dragon.

Finally, the two fists collided.

Luo Hao's berserk fist imprints in the middle aged man's eyes gradually expanded, the kind of pressure that made people unable to move caused the middle aged man's clothes to flutter and sound, the power of the fire that rushed out from the fist was actually like a blade, as though it wanted to cut the flesh off the middle-aged man's fist piece by piece.

The corners of Luo Hao's mouth curled up as he suddenly took a step forward. The middle-aged man unexpectedly did not have the slightest ability to resist as he took a step back.

Luo Hao took the opportunity to take another step forward, and finally, he returned to his original position. However, the middle-aged man's pupils became bigger and bigger.

With a loud bang, the middle-aged man shot out like a kite with its string cut. Finally, he smashed into the ceiling of the secret room, creating a huge human shaped indent. Then, with a bang, he fell to the ground.

However, the process was too fast, and the crowd could not react in time.

"How could this be?"

The door of the middle-aged man's underling was suddenly struck dumb, thinking that he had seen wrongly.

The well-dressed man in the crowd narrowed his eyes as he looked towards an old man beside him.

No one would have thought that a dignified middle-aged man with a cultivation at the eighth level of the Soul Condensation Realm would be defeated in the eyes of Luo Hao, who was at the fifth level of the Soul Condensation Realm. Even Situ Yanran, who was standing behind him, had her mouth open slightly in shock.

However, Luo Hao acted as if nothing had happened and stood there. It was not the first time he did something like challenging someone above him, so he did not mind it.

With strength, one could naturally be arrogant.

"The power of Sky Dragon Fist is indeed extraordinary."

Luo Hao touched his right fist with his left hand and laughed in satisfaction.

After all, Luo Hao had only used the first stage of the Sky Dragon Fist just now, and furthermore, he hadn't completely mastered it. Otherwise, the power would have exceeded this point.

The group of cultivators were still deathly silent, but there were still people who could not help but exclaim in surprise.

"What kind of monster is he?"

"He's indeed very strong, to actually be able to force back an expert of the eighth stage of Soul Condensation Realm with a single punch!"

"Could he be a genius from some large clan?"

These words were no doubt a slap to the faces of the middle-aged man and the others, a slap to the face that was loud and clear.

"Damn it!" Hurry and help me up! "

After the dust settled, the middle-aged man let out a furious roar. Only then did those followers who had been petrified on the spot manage to react.

"Boss, are you alright?"

The middle-aged man immediately slapped the person who spoke, "Are you alright? You want to fucking try it? "

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kill that brat for me? "

There were a total of seven to eight attendants, and all of them were in the Soul Condensation Realm. After hearing the middle-aged man's words, they all picked up their various treasures, activated their most powerful martial skills, and started attacking Luo Hao.

"Luo Hao!"

Situ Yanran, who was behind, suddenly became anxious.

But Luo Hao turned his head and laughed: "What? Feeling sorry for me? "

"You have no sense! Who dotes on you? "

Situ Yanran snorted.

Luo Hao rubbed his chin, still acting the same as before, and said: "Rest assured, you don't need to do anything, leave it all to me."

Before he could even finish his sentence, the Heaven Swallowing Sword moved and rushed out, hovering in front of him.

"You're courting death!"

Luo Hao bellowed, following that, the Heaven Swallowing Sword was unsheathed, accompanied by a terrifying sword hum, countless sword lights seemed to want to cut into people's eyes.

However, those martial artists didn't retreat. They knew that they were stuck in a dilemma. If they didn't work hard, they would be killed by the middle-aged man when they returned.

Two of the warriors brandished their long swords and slashed at Luo Hao first. Under the gazes of everyone, the three swords clashed.

There were two cracking sounds, as if a sharp sword had cut through two pieces of wood. Under the two Soul Condensation Realm Warriors' incredulous gazes, his own sword was broken into two pieces.

And those warriors who felt that Luo Hao's sword was not simple before, were now even more shocked, because they found it hard to believe that Luo Hao's sword was sharp to such an extent.

The Heaven Swallowing Sword in his hand was like a poisonous dragon as it fiercely slashed at the throats of the two warriors.

Blood splattered everywhere. Luo Hao did not stop what he was doing, and even took the initiative to welcome the others.

Shua shua shua!

Luo Hao's aura increased again, and the few of them left in a mess.

And no one had expected that after Luo Hao's treasured sword easily cut apart the two divine weapons, he would once again slash down two Soul Condensation Realm experts.

Miserable screams rang out incessantly. In the end, the two of them fell into a pool of blood.

"You want to die too?"

In just a few breaths of time, Luo Hao had dealt with four Soul Condensation Realm Warriors consecutively, causing the remaining few people to be extremely frightened. After hearing what Luo Hao said, the rest immediately hesitated.

The few of them looked at each other, and in the end, looked at the middle-aged man behind them.

However, Luo Hao shook his head and laughed bitterly, without any pressure: "You can't blame me for this, I gave you a chance."