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Chapter 1597

"Judge, retreat quickly!" Ling Hao's pupils shrank slightly, he took two steps at the same time, raised his hand and struck out with a palm strike to meet him.

Kick! Kick! Kick!

After the two palm movements collided, Ling Hao quickly overtook him and retreated for more than ten steps before he stabilized.

A row of deep footprints were left on the hard cement board, and the blood surging in his heart almost spurted out.

With one move, the opponent's strength is clearly superior to his!

"husband!"

"Brother!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Yuxin and Lu Yue exclaimed at the same time, and then hurriedly walked towards Ling Hao.

"Husband, how are you? Are you okay?" Qin Yuxin asked slightly worriedly.

"It's okay!" Ling Hao took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Brother, can you find out what his strength is?" Lu Yue asked solemnly.

His own cultivation level is the highest among a group of brothers and sisters, with the strength of a fourth-grade supreme, but he can't sense the slightest aura fluctuation from the other party.

According to his estimation, a random palm strike from the opponent could push his eldest brother back so far, at least to level seven or above!

"Eighth Grade Supreme!" Ling Hao responded in a deep voice.

This is the strongest person he has ever encountered so far, bar none!

Xuan Pang and Zhui Hun both cursed at the same time.

Lu Yue and the others took a breath of cold air at the same time, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Where did this antique come from?!

Eighth-level Supreme, one level short of reaching Supreme Consummation!

"It's not bad. You can still block one of my palms. It's not a wasted reputation!" Not far away, Ji Cheng spoke in a deep voice.

"But even so, you still have to pay the price for your actions today!"

"Are you a member of the Creation Dao Sect or the Feng Clan?" Ling Hao looked at the other person and asked.

In the ancient martial arts world, there are only a few forces that can possess an eighth-grade supreme powerhouse, and there are even fewer people who have a life-and-death hatred against him. Guessing, there are only these two forces.

Of course Fengyun Holy Sect also has such strong men, but based on his relationship with Fengyun Holy Sect, he will not let the other party send people of this level to come to the capital to settle accounts with him.

You must know that although Fengyun Holy Sect is the second-ranked sect in the ancient martial arts world, there are probably not many strong men above the eighth level in the entire sect.

If they fall in the capital, the gains will definitely outweigh the losses. They wouldn't do it unless they have to!

"I have to say, I admire you very much, you are so courageous!" Ji Cheng looked at Ling Hao and continued.

"Not only did you kill Elder Yu, but you also dared to kill the second young master. Do you really think that because you have Tianshan Mountain at your back, we won't dare to take your life?"

In the words, he told his own origin, from the Chuangshi Dao Sect!

The elder Yu he spoke of was the younger brother of the founder of the Creation Dao Sect that Ling Hao killed last time in the Murong family.

The so-called second young master is naturally the young man who attacked Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi with an old man some time ago.

"You are very courageous!" Xuan Chenxi frowned and looked at the other party.

"After the arrival of the national destiny, Emperor Qian has issued an order that the supreme masters of super sects are not allowed to set foot in the capital without an invitation!"
Chapter completed!
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