Chapter 155： The last resort, the sword spirit is dead!

"Okay, you Poppi, and there is one last trick. After this trick, I will never let you, and I will definitely punish you!" Meng Wuyoujian shouted at Zhou Hao, still with awe-inspiring appearance.

After the onlookers listened to his words, they all coaxed and supported.

"You ignorant fanatic, if it weren't for Mr. Meng's benevolence, you would have died a thousand times!"

"That's right, Grandpa Meng is just asking you to wait for a few minutes. You don't need to know it, you have to make an inch!"

"Now you have the last trick. After this trick, you will wait to be punished!"

...

People laughed at Zhou Hao's voice like a pour of stinky water, pour it all over him!

The more the crowd's enthusiasm increases, the happier Meng Wuyou is, because in this way, he will be more sought after, and it won't take long for him to accumulate a deep popularity and build momentum for his father's re-election as the city lord!

And Zhou Hao coldly faced everyone's ridicule.

He watched Meng Wuwei go away, and watched Meng Wuyou again, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"So Poppy, come again, this is your last resort!" Meng Wuyou shouted.

As soon as the words fell, he had come with his sword and rushed towards Zhou Hao!

He had already talked with Zhou Hao just now, this last trick pretended to be, and then Zhou Hao gave up and said a lot of his superb swordsmanship, as if convinced.

This makes him great and terrific!

Seeing his opponent rushed over, Zhou Hao also set out to take a sword!

Clang cymbals!

When the two swords collided, the sparks splashed out again.

Meng Wuyou still didn't make any moves, only defending.

The swords of the two stalemate again.

He said to Zhou Hao: "Brother, I have asked my brother to go to the silver account to fetch you silver. After the fight is over, you go to the drizzle building in the city, and he will personally give you the silver!"

"Okay, then you're all done explaining, right?" Zhou Hao said.

Meng Wuyou smiled and said, "Man, I have finished explaining, don't worry!"

"Hey, it's a pity." Zhou Hao suddenly showed a strange smile.

Meng Wuyou was surprised, and asked, "What does this mean, man? What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you didn't explain the funeral with your brother."

"Man, what do you say?"

"Speak with a sword."

"Thank you for your two thousand taels!"

"what?!"

"..."

Meng Wuyou saw a strange sword aura emanating from his opponent’s fingertips, and then wrapped around his neck. After that, the sword aura became invisible to the naked eye, but it remained on his throat. As long as he moved rashly, the invisible sword aura would be Will cut his throat open!

He looked at Zhou Hao in despair and disbelief, and said, "What are you doing?! Didn't we say yes, why did you break the agreement!"

Zhou Hao sneered: "Hmph, you are a waste of air if you keep it!"

His eyes flashed with evil light: "You must have your brother trapped in the drizzle floor, just wait for me to get the silver, and then kill me, right?"

"..." Meng Wuyou was stunned, not daring to move, only his eyes became angry and panic.

"However, I will still go to the Drizzle Building to get silver." Zhou Hao's eyes were filled with terrible light, and his tone was like the tip of a needle, "By the way, kill your brother!"

"You! But if you dare to mess around, I definitely can't spare you!" Meng Wuyou immediately became angry, but because he was threatened by the sword aura that remained around his neck, he still didn't dare to move.

This sword aura is strange to say, it can stay on people like this!

If this is not for a monk who is successful in kendo, he is definitely unable to do such an amazing method!