Chapter 370

Zhao Yu's three bodies were carried out and saw the three faces that should have been vibrant but now become dead white. In particular, Zhao Yu, who is a famous beauty of Lingquan sect, is now the death of Xiangxiao jade, which makes countless people angry and blood and tears flow out of her eyes.

"It's just natural physical cultivation. You're just a woman. Chu Hao, you're a big man and don't even have the courage to fight a war?" Yang Lingfeng laughed and mocked desperately.

As a mortal enemy, xueyuanmen certainly wants to erase the Lingquan sect, but both sides have the emperor of war in charge - even if the emperor of war really has to die, these ancient forces still have considerable details, and they can't be humiliated unless they are extremely declining.

This is also the reason why Lingquan sect did not push the Xueyuan gate flat before. If so, even the emperor of Kongming war had to pay a huge price, and even death was not impossible.

On the contrary, even if the emperor Kongming war died, Xueyuan gate did not dare to start a full-scale war against Lingquan sect. At most, it targeted and suppressed Lingquan sect in all aspects. For example, some disciples ran out of the mountain gate and killed them directly.

In this way, after several generations, the natural talents of Lingquan sect withered and went to ruin by themselves.

Therefore, the purpose of xueyuanmen's trip today is to kill as many young and strong people of Lingquan sect as possible, attack the confidence of ordinary disciples, and it's best to let them retreat automatically.

Without the inflow of fresh blood, no matter how strong the power will soon decline.

The three people they wanted to kill most were Yue Feng, Tian Sheng Ti Xiu and Chu Hao.

Needless to say, Yue Feng has long been a banner of Lingquan sect. If the banner does not fall, the confidence of Lingquan sect disciples will not fall completely. Natural body cultivation... The four words natural body cultivation mean everything.

As for Chu Hao, he is the king of the new generation. It is said that he has reached the double fullness of the three small territories. His future achievements may even be greater than Yue Feng. He must be killed when he is still weak.

"Chu Hao, do you dare to fight?" Yang Lingfeng said loudly, "I don't bully you. I can suppress the realm to the same level as you. How, don't you dare to fight? Coward, coward!"

Chu Hao squatted next to Yang Jin's body and sent the last leg to his senior brother. He was very angry. Yang Lingfeng's words naturally and completely ignited his anger. There was a flame beating in his eyes.

"I'll come." the grass suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on his shoulder.

"You?" Chu Hao frowned. It was the battle of Lingquan sect.

"He shouldn't scold you." Xiaocao loosened his hand and walked towards Yang Lingfeng.

Chu Hao trembled in his heart and suddenly lost his mind.

"Oh, you have good luck. Such a beautiful and indifferent girl actually likes you," Gu Qingcheng said, his face full of unhappiness.

Because Chu Hao regarded her as nothing, but his eyes to the grass were full of tenderness, which was so angry with her.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute." Chu Hao said coldly. He is in a bad mood and doesn't have time to talk nonsense with the witch.

"Bastard, how dare you talk to my lady like this!" Yiyi jumped up immediately, and the slender hand was about to point to Chu Hao's nose.

Pop!

Chu Hao slapped him in the face. His clothes immediately covered his face and hurried back. Half of his cheeks were swollen. He said coldly, "no one told you that it's very impolite to point fingers at others? For your master's sake, I didn't break your hand, but never next time."

Clothes are angry and frightened. How could she have been wronged like this? Gu Qingcheng regarded her as a sister, and countless men deliberately flattered her in order to pursue Gu Qingcheng, making her float, thinking she was also a daughter.

But this slap made her understand that she was only a servant after all.

Because Gu Qingcheng is also looking at her with dissatisfied eyes and has no intention to stand out for her.

In the field, Yang Lingfeng looked at Xiaocao in surprise. The woman was just a Wuzong. He was stunned for a moment and said, "it's really a death of laughter. Have all the men and soldiers of Lingquan sect died? Unexpectedly, he wants a woman who is Wuzong to fight."

"Who is she?"

"I don't know."

"I have some impressions. It seems that I came here with elder martial brother Chu Hao."

"Isn't it? Even if Chu Hao doesn't dare to fight, he doesn't have to let a Wuzong woman fight for him. It's embarrassing for our Lingquan sect."

The disciples of Lingquan sect were also surprised and said one after another.

Xiaocao's face was calm and said, "I'm not a disciple of Lingquan sect. I don't need to abide by the rules you set."

"In that case, this battle has nothing to do with you. Step back!" Yang Lingfeng waved his hand.

"You shouldn't insult Chu Hao." Xiaocao said calmly. No one could feel the change in her mood.

"Oh, so what?" Yang Lingfeng laughed. Of course he didn't have to take a little Wu Zong to heart.

"Dead!" said the grass lightly. Then she turned and walked back.

"Ha ha, you just let me -- ER!" before Yang Lingfeng finished saying a word, he suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands, his face turned black, PA, he fell to the ground, black blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and his powerful breath disappeared completely.

Dead, really dead.

The whole audience was silent. Yang Lingfeng really died, and he died in the hands of a Wu Zong.

"Don't go!" the white haired devil shouted angrily. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed it at the grass.

"Pulsatilla, what do you want?" Tian Shuang and Huang Leng hum, took the shot in time to stop the white haired devil's attack.

"Since this woman is not a disciple of Lingquan sect, how about this one?" said the white haired devil. Although Yang Lingfeng is not the strongest genius among the young generation of Xueyuan sect, his talent and potential can also be ranked in the top five, which is a huge loss.

And he wanted to know how a Wuzong killed the soldiers.

"She is a guest of our Lingquan sect!" the emperor of TianShuang War showed no weakness. With a wave of his long sleeve, pieces of ice arrows shot out, enveloping the whole world.

Bang, bang, bang, after the two wars, the emperor fought with each other for a few moves, they all stopped and retreated.

The white haired demon lord waved back Yang Lingfeng's body and said coldly, "let's start the next game." after all, this is Lingquan sect, which has the terrible background of imperial power. He can't force it too hard.

A young man in purple came out. His body was very long, like a bamboo pole. What's more strange is that he actually had long green hair, straight up to his waist.

"Xueyuanmen Zong Haicheng, Chu Hao, dare to fight with me?" the man walked to the center of the field and said loudly.

Although Yang Lingfeng was poisoned by the grass, the anger in Chu Hao's heart did not disappear. He looked at Zong Haicheng and burst out anger in his eyes. His anger must be extinguished by killing.

Since the Xueyuan gate came to provoke him and killed so many of his fellow disciples, and wanted to continue to kill, why couldn't he return a tooth for a tooth?

He just wants to kill now.

"Younger martial brother, don't be impulsive." Dong Wei quickly stopped Chu Hao. Everyone knows that Chu Hao's future achievements are unlimited, but he is still too young after all. He has almost ten years less training time than Yue Feng and others.

Chu Hao firmly pushed away his hand and said, "second elder martial brother, trust me!"

Dong was stunned, but Chu Hao had entered the circle.

"Chu hao?" Zong Haicheng looked at him and said with questions, his green hair flying.

"I'm Chu Hao," said Chu Hao. He took down Yin Xiyu. He wanted to fight openly.

"Four springs?" when he got close, Zong Haicheng could accurately sense Chu Hao's breath. He seemed a little surprised, because from the information he got, Chu Hao was really young. He was only 20 years old this year.

At the age of 20, he reached Siquan. What a terrible entry speed? He didn't break through the war soldiers when he was 20.

This is a terrible genius. Fortunately, after today, this person will no longer exist.

"Elder martial brother Chu, kill him!"

"We must win!"

The disciples of Lingquan sect shouted one after another. Although Xiaocao had won one before, he was not a disciple of Lingquan sect, so strictly speaking, the victory did not belong to Lingquan sect.

Chu Hao nodded and said, "just one move, I'll let him lie down."

Hearing this, the disciples of Lingquan sect burst into flames and shouted cheers to him.

"Ha ha ha, that's a joke. You want to kill me with one move?" Zong Haicheng sneered. He is a top soldier and integrates eight springs. His combat power is amazing. Is he comparable to a four spring soldier?

One move, he killed Chu Hao.

Chu Hao strode towards Zong Haicheng, his eyes staring at each other tightly, murderous as blazing.

Zong Haicheng frowned slightly, and a strong palpitation suddenly rose in his heart. It seemed that he was not facing a person, but a fierce beast in ancient times, full of terrible oppression.

This made him very uneasy, as if he was the four springs, while the other party was already the super strong one of the eight springs.

He quickly shook his head and expelled the uneasiness out of his mind. No matter how strong it is, it is also four springs. How can it be against the sky?

"Dead!" he roared, as if to cheer himself up, rushed towards Chu Hao, punched out and pounded Chu Hao's chest.

Chu Hao didn't hide or flash. He just stared at Zong Haicheng.

court death.

Zong Haicheng said in his heart that he integrated the existence of eight springs and was really hit by him. Not to mention the four springs, even the same eight springs will be killed by the second.

Bang, this punch directly hit Chu Hao's chest and went straight in.

Zong Haicheng's mouth could not help but show a sneer. He was the first in the list of bullshit young dragons. He was a fool at all.

Eh, why does it feel wrong?

Zong Haicheng didn't know how many people he had killed. Naturally, he knew what it was like to punch on the human body, but this time it was obviously different.

Empty and powerless.

What's going on?

A strong sense of uneasiness rose in his heart again. At this time, Chu Hao punched. There was a star awn only half a foot long on the front of the fist, hitting his forehead. It was so fast that he could only protect himself with star power, but could not parry and dodge.

Poof, the star shines into the body.

Zong Haicheng's eyes suddenly became confused. He felt that his vitality was rapidly leaving his body. Before an idea turned around, his body softened and slipped to the ground.