"Jiejie, you have courage. I want to see what you are capable of, how dare you boast so loudly."

In the Zhenwu Hall, Xianyu Tongyin said sadly, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

As the leader of the Huashan sect, one of the six sects, he felt extremely humiliated by being ridiculed and ridiculed by a young boy in front of many people in the world.

"My little friend, you don't have to be like this."

Feeling that more and more hostile eyes were falling on Lin Hao in the Wudang Hall, Zhang Zhenren frowned.

Among the people present, he was the only one who could feel Lin Hao's terrifying strength.

But now Lin Hao's actions have undoubtedly pushed him to the opposite side of the six major sects.

This was something Zhang Zhenren didn't want to see, so he spoke out to stop it.

But how could the former know Lin Hao's thoughts?

The so-called six sects have no weight in his heart!

The protagonist Zhang Wuji in the original work could easily defeat the masters of the six major sects, let alone him now.

"Don't worry, Master. I have my own sense of discretion." Lin Hao shook his head slightly and stopped Master Zhang's advice.

Regarding this, Master Zhang also sighed lightly. He knew that the six sects were probably going to be in trouble today...

After a while, people from all walks of life retreated and left an open space in the center of the hall.

Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple, Master Jiejie of Emei and others also looked attentively at the two people confronting each other in the field.

Previously, Lin Hao's surprise attack was too fast, leaving people unable to react in time. Now he can take this opportunity to observe the opponent's strength.

"Boy, if you die today, you can't blame me."

In the center of the hall, Xian Yutong looked gloomy and said solemnly.

At this moment, he was filled with a fierce aura, which made him look extremely shocking. Obviously, this guy is also a ruthless person, very vicious!

"Stop talking nonsense and take action." Lin Hao sneered. He was too lazy to talk nonsense. The sword in his hand was unsheathed. Suddenly, the sound of the sword shook the Zhenwu Hall, which was shocking.

"What a sharp sword. This man in white is actually a master of swordsmanship?"

Kong Wen heard that the abbot had a shocked look on his face, and the sharp aura on Lin Hao's sword made him feel a slight sense of crisis.

At this time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he seemed to think of something, but unfortunately it only passed in the blink of an eye and he could not grasp it.

On the other side, Master Miejie's expression also changed slightly. At the moment when Lin Hao's sword energy overflowed, for some reason, he felt that the Yitian Sword in his hand also began to clang and tremble.

Jian Xin is psychic and seems to have sensed something...

"What's going on? Why does Yitian Sword have such a strange reaction?"

Above the main hall, Lin Hao was holding a long sword, and an invisible aura of sword power had filled the air, Dugu Sword Intent!

In the world of Yitian, Lin Hao fights with swords, and the one he uses most is the Dugu Nine Swords.

The same was true for him today against the Huashan Sect. The long sword had not yet been struck, but the sharp and sharp sword energy was already frightening.

"What a brilliant swordsmanship. It's really surprising that there is such a swordsmanship in this world."

Standing on the first seat of the main hall, Master Zhang's eyes flickered and he admired sincerely.

From the moment of contact, he sensed Lin Hao's advanced swordsmanship.

Seeing him again at this time, with his amazing martial arts skills, he naturally understood all the mysteries of Dugu Nine Swords at a glance.

"Boy, go to hell!" Xian Yutong's eyes became even more gloomy as he looked at the silver sword flashing with cold light in Lin Hao's hand.

As the head of the Huashan Sect, he naturally has a certain knowledge of swordsmanship.

The moment Lin Hao drew his sword, he knew that the opponent was very skilled, but now he was on the verge of a tiger, and in front of everyone in the world, he could only resist forcefully.

Whoosh! For a brief moment, Xian Yutong's figure flashed, he suddenly rose up, and attacked Lin Hao like lightning.

At the same time, on the side of his left hand, several small black poison darts appeared, attacking Lin Hao's heart, eyebrows and other vital places at an extremely concealed angle. The attack was extremely vicious.

"That's all!" Lin Hao stood quietly with an indifferent expression. The next moment, everyone felt their eyes blurred as a dazzling sword light flashed past!

Xian Yutong, who was originally so aggressive, immediately screamed and flew back.

Plop! Above the main hall, Xian Yutong hit the ground heavily, screaming in pain, and a ferocious blood mark appeared on both wrists and mouths.

The bleeding mouth is extremely deep, but strangely, no blood flows out!

"Ah, my hands...you bastard, you can be so cruel..."

Looking at the situation above the main hall, everyone had a look of horror on their faces. Especially when their eyes touched Xian Yutong's hands, they felt inexplicably horrified.

A sword is bloodless, and both hands are useless!

This kind of weird and powerful swordsmanship is really terrifying.

Even if it was Abbot Kong Wen, the expressions of Emei headmaster Jiejie Shitai and others became extremely solemn.

"Amitabha, with his fierce and domineering sword skills and fluttering white clothes...could the benefactor be the most famous demon king in the world these days?"

There was silence in the main hall. After a while, Abbot Kong Wen seemed to have finally remembered some key points. He stood up, clasped his hands together, and sighed.

"What, Demon Lord, is he the mysterious Demon Lord?"

Abbot Kongwen's words immediately caused an uproar, and many people in the world were shocked.

Even Emei Jiejie Shitai and others from the Six Paths Sect have suddenly changed their expressions. Recently, there has been a turmoil in the world, and the name of the Demon King is extremely powerful.

Although his debut was short, he rose up like a comet. Dressed in white and carrying a sword, he roamed the world and would cause a massacre wherever he went.

Even though the six major sects tried their best to track down his whereabouts, they found nothing.

But now this mysterious demon king has come to Wudang in person to congratulate Master Zhang on his birthday.

"It turns out that he is Demon Lord Lin Hao. No wonder he has such amazing cultivation."

Song Yuanqiao and others from the Wudang lineage also suddenly realized it and whispered.

It turned out that Lin Hao stepped forward to save Wudang, and they were worried about his safety, but they didn't expect that his background was so powerful.

"Yuanqiao, does this name of Demon Lord refer to little friend Lin Hao?" Master Zhang, who was sitting in the first seat, was also a little surprised and asked.

In recent years, he has been in seclusion all year round, so he naturally does not understand the affairs of the outside world.

"That's right, master, it's like this. Recently, a mysterious master has appeared in the world. His sword dominates the world and he has never met an opponent..."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, and then whispered in Zhang Zhenren's ear.

"Demon Lord? This title fits little friend Lin Hao quite well."

After knowing the whole story, a faint smile appeared on Master Zhang's face and he said to himself.

Lin Hao defeated Xian Yutong with one sword, and he was not surprised at all.
Chapter completed!