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One of the twelve masked sword guards behind him shouted angrily: "Don't be presumptuous, you nameless boy!"

Zhang Hao smiled coldly and said, "Li Mubai, you a big man, have to bring a group of sword guards when you go out. Could it be that you were afraid of being beaten by me last time!"

Li Mubai was provoked and humiliated by Zhang Hao's words, and was so angry that he could no longer suppress his breath and said, "Last time, I didn't kill him because of the face of my girl!"

After Li Mubai said that, he stood calmly in front of Zhang Hao.

"Let's go!" A figure suddenly fell between the two of them, and it was Ren Xiaoyao, a true disciple of Xiaoyao Sect.

There is only a seven-foot long sword behind Ren Xiaoyao, wearing the outfit of an elegant and handsome ordinary scholar, but his every move reveals the freedom and freedom of the world, the greatness of the world.

When Li Mubai saw Ren Xiaoyao coming out to stop him, he said coldly: "Ren Xiaoyao, you and I have no grudges. This person has a great grudge against me. You can get out of here, otherwise you don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After saying that, he gave a wink to the Twelve Sword Guards behind him, and the Twelve masked men in black immediately surrounded the two of them.

Ren Xiaoyao raised his head calmly and said, "Do you want to kill me!"

When the little evil god Li Mubai heard Ren Xiaoyao's words, a look of arrogance appeared in his eyes and said extremely firmly: "If anyone stops me from killing him, I will not let you go, including you!"

Miaofan was lying on the water with his head slanted. He heard the words of the little evil god Li Mubai, closed his eyes and yawned slowly and said, "It's interesting! It's so interesting! This good show is about to start, I have to wash my face and let myself wake up!" He said as he scooped up a handful of water with his hands and washed his face.

The little evil god saw Miaofan looking like he was watching a show, and the little monk's words were faintly sarcastic, which made him very uncomfortable.

He snorted coldly and flashed his body and came to Miaofan, and hit Miaofan with a white bone staff in his hand.

"Ouch! Hit someone!"

The little monk Miaofan screamed and bounced his fingers. A golden light appeared in his hand, gently tapping on the little evil god's white bone staff.

The golden light on the bone staff seemed to fall into the fire as if a drop of oil was flying violently. The flames burned, and a smoke came out, and a strong stench came from all around.

When Li Mubai saw the spiritual power in his hand, the flames on the bone staff disappeared. He had known that this monk was not simple. If he had met someone like Miaofan alone, he might not have been able to get a bargain at the hands of this little monk. This little monk seemed harmless, but his move must have a deep meaning, but why did he help this guy?

Seeing that Li Mubai had dissolved the flames of the bone staff, Miaofan looked gloomy and did not accuse him. Then he looked at Zhang Hao with a smile and said, "The donor has a fate with my Buddhism, so how about entering my Buddhism!"

Although Zhang Hao didn't know why Miaofan mocked Li Mubai, he and Li Mubai were mortal enemies who were dying. This man was not in the same way as Li Mubai, and that was an ally. As long as he could not do anything, it would be the best. However, he was the head of the Hongchen Sword Sect and would never enter the Jinsi Sect.

He looked at the little monk Miaofan and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am used to being free and free. I am afraid that I can't enter the Buddhist sect and worship the Buddha!"

After saying that, he looked back at Li Mubai and smiled, "Do you still want to fight?"

Before he finished speaking, everyone saw a golden light emerging, and the golden light rushed towards Li Mubai.

Li Mubai sneered and waved his bone staff in his right hand. He saw a gust of cold wind. In the gust of evil ghosts and evil spirits appeared in the gust of the evil spirit, quietly eroding the soul.

Zhang Hao forced Li Mubai to use all the Buddhist magical moves, and he saw his hands, either pointing or pointing.

He pointed to the east and the west, attacked and defended, and he actually tied with Li Mubai alone.

Li Mubai couldn't believe his eyes. Is this guy still the Golden Pill Cultivator a few months ago? But in just over a month, he could actually tie him, and the opponent's magical powers had a huge effect on his magical powers.

This made Li Mubai feel more and more humiliated as he beat him. A scattered cultivator at the bottom, who was like an ant, actually crawled on his head and shitted and peed. If he was defeated today, he would be shameless to see others.

Seeing that Li Mubai's face became even more gloomy and his magical powers became more fierce, Zhang Hao smiled and sent a voice message: "You won't be unable to see that, everyone wants us to lose both sides. It's better to stop today and let us fight again in the future!"

When Li Mubai heard Zhang Hao's calm and composed voice, his mind turned around and seemed to have made a big mistake. Now his cultivation level is probably someone who can talk to him equally. The ants of the past have now become a dragon. This huge difference makes him feel extremely uncomfortable, but at this point if the two of them fight to the death, they are afraid that they may lose this place.

But the humiliation last time made him very unwilling to accept it. This huge psychological gap made him feel upset, and he hesitated for a moment.

The bone staff in his hand was taken back and his body retreated suddenly.

He looked at Zhang Hao from afar and said, "You have gained a lot from the ruins of the Immortal World!" After that, he looked at Zhang Hao coldly with his staff in his arms.

When Ren Xiaoyao saw Li Mubai standing with his stick, he smiled and said, "For today's business, Ren, I owe you Li Mubai a favor!"

In fact, both of them knew very well that with Zhang Hao's current power, Ren Xiaoyao's words seemed flattering, but in fact they contained a hint of warning. You may not be able to beat Zhang Hao. If you add yourself, what if you are a little evil god?

The little evil god looked up and sneered, "I don't kill him, it's not a favor. I have never had any contact with Xiaoyao Sect, and you don't have to do this, but if you Ren Xiaoyao wants to fight, I, Li Mubai, will naturally accompany you to the end!"

Ren Xiaoyao didn't expect Li Mubai to be so embarrassed. He was slightly stunned and then laughed loudly, "It's better to stop!"

Li Mubai didn't speak, but was still on guard. The monk Jie Chen behind Miaofan snorted coldly, but was about to explode, but was pulled by the monk Jie Ci beside him.

Monk Jiechen twisted his tall body and said angrily: "You are trying hard to do something, you are not afraid of these people!"

The little monk Miaofan smiled and said, "Uncle Master is itchy? You can go and meet this young master, but you have to stop. The young master has some connection with Buddhism. Don't hurt him!"

Ren Xiaoyao's face changed slightly, but the little monk Miaofan said beautifully. If he stopped him, it would probably cause greater disputes. He had to quietly retreat aside and wait and see what was going on.

Monk Jie Chen walked into the venue and looked at Zhang Hao and said, "You kid, you learned Buddhist supernatural powers there. Let grandpa come and see if you have secretly learned the supernatural powers and magic tricks of my Jinsi Gate!"

When he saw that his figure was wrong, he came forward and said, "Five Fingers" was the method of grabbing in Buddhism."

Jie Ci, who was behind him, shook his head and sighed.

When Zhang Hao saw the monk coming forward, he wanted to capture him and sneered. His thumb slightly raised, his fingers were golden light, and he pressed his five fingers on Monk Jie Chen.

The two of them immediately separated when they touched each other.

Monk Jie Chen's right hand was trembling slightly behind his back, his face trembled, and a hint of surprise flashed in his heart.

This kid is not simple! Judging from his age of only ten years old, the magical powers of this Buddhism are exquisite.

This Putuo Seal is also superb. It seems that he underestimated him.
Chapter completed!