Chapter 150： Fight with swords!

"You humiliated my brother?" Meng Wuyou looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao glanced at him and said, "It seems that you are really his brother, who likes to slander people out of nothing!"

"What do you mean by this?" Meng Wuyou became a little angry.

Zhou Hao gave a cold start and said, "I and your brother were just arguing with each other. In the end, he left without reason. How can we talk about humiliation? It's you who look down upon your own younger brother so much. This is the humiliation to him!"

He deliberately spoke very loudly so that everyone present could hear it.

As soon as everyone heard this, they suddenly became noisy, and they all pointed to Zhou Hao, saying that he dared to break the face of the second son of the Meng family in public, just because he was tired of life!

Even if this reckless man is really capable, he should know that the strong dragon does not suppress the snake!

After hearing his words, Meng Wuxi, the second son of Meng, immediately blushed and felt humiliated, but in front of his brother, he did not dare to attack.

He knew that his elder brother would help him to be fair, since he was young, he has always been so!

Meng Wuyou was so angry at Zhou Hao's words that he said angrily on the spot: "Nonsense!"

His pretentious posture instantly became like a shrew on the street, and he shouted at Zhou Hao: "It seems that everyone is right, you are indeed an ignorant brat!"

"At least I am frank and frank, and don't show off!" Zhou Hao said loudly.

"Humph!" Meng Wuyou smiled suddenly, and said: "Seeing you are full of anger, presumably you are also a monk, then dare you go to Jianting and compare swords with me?"

"Is it just going to fight?" Zhou Hao sneered, "Go and go. I haven't had a fight for a long time, so it's time to play!"

"Hmph, you ignorant and reckless man, I'm afraid you still don't know who I am?" Meng Wuyou said sternly: "I am Meng Wuyou, the 43rd generation disciple of Saint Tianzong, you still have time to admit your mistakes!"

"Santianzong disciple? What skills must you have?" Zhou Hao muttered.

Meng Wuyou was puzzled and said, "What did you say?"

"You'll know later..." Zhou Hao smiled evilly.

Some time ago, I spent the days of inhuman purgatory in the mountains, and hunted a lot of strange beasts through various means, so that my cultivation reached the seventh level of the mysterious spirit realm. Later, since I came out of the mountain, I have not hunted. It hasn't been a long time since I have played against the human monks.

He wanted to see what gaps existed between his skill and the human monks.

Compared with the stubborn beasts fighting for blood and messing around, human monks are more skilled in fighting, and sometimes it is not impossible to kill with one move. So Zhou Hao wants to learn the fighting habits of monks and learn something faster. Techniques to defeat the enemy!

Meng Wuyou couldn't figure out the meaning of the other party's words, but he didn't want to waste time on a reckless man. He only needs to kill the enemy with the next move, that's enough!

After a lesson, Zhou Hao will take back all the face!

It's rare that so many people are paying attention to this battle. If you win, you can definitely give your father the popularity and let his old man become the lord of Qinggang City again!

Thinking of this, Meng Wuyou still feels thankful for the appearance of this reckless man for allowing himself such a good opportunity!

Moreover, his father just left the customs, it was the best time to get everything back!

"Hey, what do you think?" Zhou Hao suddenly said, interrupting his imagination.

Meng Wuyou smiled triumphantly and said, "I wonder how you will lose to me later!"