Sudden screams sounded one after another.

"It's me."

Despite his appearance and showing no face, Yunlin still responded.

"Who are you? You dare to hold my young master hostage."

The three first guards with the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm all raised their weapons and pointed at Xu Hao, and their words were filled with threat.

Their eyes were staring at Xu Hao's eyes.

As long as there is a glimmer of chance, they will kill Xu Hao and return to the young master.

"snort!"

Xu Hao snorted coldly.

The palms and fingers contained the "Ancient Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power", which firmly imprisoned Yunlin. The Qingyue Sword in the other hand roared out again, like a green dragon, spreading across the void, releasing endless sharpness and pressure, which made the three figures vomit blood and retreat, and their faces changed drastically.

"Another nonsense, I will kill him with one sword!"

Xu Hao's voice was cold.

After saying that, he raised the Green Moon Sword high.

The cold green seed flows at the edge of the sword, turning into a long and cold line, and the folds shine under the sunlight.

Then he swung it down suddenly.

A long sword curtain was pulled down.

This moment.

Everyone raised their hearts to their throats and was extremely nervous.

If this sword was slashed on Yun Lin, he would definitely die, and it would be difficult for the gods to save him.

But simply, Xu Hao stopped the sword in time and stayed at Yunlin's neck.

Looking at the sword edge that was almost next to the neck, everyone's hearts were still hanging, but they still felt much more relaxed.

The guards of Zhenbao Pavilion dared not say anything.

This boy is simply a lunatic and doesn't play according to common sense.

If he was stimulated and killed the young master Yunlin with one sword, they would not be able to bear the anger of the Lord of the Zhenbao Pavilion.

As for Yunlin.

The state of mind at this moment was even more unspeakable. He felt like he had walked through hell, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat.

Although Xu Hao came to their Zhenbao Pavilion's trump card, he was still worried that Xu Hao would be unable to think about it and kill him.

So he didn't talk much.

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to breathe for a moment.

In their opinion.

Now Yunlin is like a prisoner waiting for the torture, waiting for Xu Hao's ruling.

"You...what do you want to do?"

A guard, with courage, stepped forward and stammered.

He had to delay time as much as possible and wait for the masters of Zhenbao Pavilion to come.

otherwise.

He can't afford to take it if something happens.

"What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Hao chuckled.

Then his eyes turned cold, as sharp as a sword he held, "Xu is here to collect debts!"

Debt collection?

Everyone was stunned and looked at Yunlin.

What did this Yunlin do to Xu Hao actually make Xu Hao claim to be "debt collection".

Yunlin's eyes flashed.

He naturally knew what Xu Hao meant.

Obviously, Xu Hao was resentful of the assassination last night.

But Xu Hao was angry, and Yun Lin was so angry that he shivered all over.

All the people who sent him to assassinate Xu Hao were killed by Xu Hao.

Even good players like Black Panther have fallen tragically.

If it is precisely said.

He is obviously the victim, okay!

However, despite Yunlin's anger, he just dared not speak out.

no way.

His life was in Xu Hao's palm.

After a while.

Another expert came out.

He is a powerful person in the Spirit Gathering Realm!

As soon as this person appeared, the terrifying oppression filled the audience, pressing on the hearts of everyone present, causing their blood to flow to become a stalemate.

The man's eyebrows were thin, sharp like a sword, his horse's face was white, and his small eyes showed a gleam, staring at Xu Hao tightly.

The oppression he released was against Xu Hao, and the only trace of residual power he exuded made it difficult for everyone on the scene to bear.

The scene was silent.

In front of the powerful people in the Spirit Gathering Realm, they are almost the same as ants.

As early as this powerful man from the Spirit Gathering Realm came, Xu Hao used his left eye to warn him.

Therefore, the moment the other party releases his remaining power.

Xu Hao used 70% of the sword in time to hold him beside him. At the same time, the true energy recasted by the "Haoran Zhengqi Art" in his body also condensed the sharpness and crushed the pressure that came.

"It seems that with the support of strength, the powerful people in the Spirit Gathering Realm are not as scary as they originally thought."

Xu Hao smiled faintly.

At least, the oppression of this powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm could not make him frown.
Chapter completed!