"Great Elder, please help Xiaoyan take a look at her injuries first."
Zhao Yan did not answer Zhao Yan's words, but looked at the white-haired old man and said.
"Roger it, young master!" the old man responded and walked towards Zhao Yan.
"I'm fine. I don't want to be healed. I want him to die!" Zhao Yan continued to point at Zhuihun and said, "Great elder, do it quickly and kill him immediately!"
"Xiao Yan!" Zhao Mei frowned and stopped.
Then, he took a few steps closer to Zhuihun and asked, "Who are you?"
"Your sister asked you to kill me, but you still didn't do it?" Zhuihun asked back.
"Do you know what the price of arrogance is? Do you believe it or not..." Zhao Meng stared at Zhuihun with cold eyes and said.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you want to take action, hurry up. If you don't dare, then you won't accompany me!" Zhuihun interrupted him.
"Very good!" Zhao Meng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Since you want to die so much, then I will help you!"
As he spoke, a cold murderous intent spread from his body.
The melon-eaters around him couldn't help but move back.
They have all heard that Master Wuying is a real emperor-level expert!
If people of this level really take action, just a wave of air can kill them!
"Young Master, wait a minute!" Just as Zhao Yan was about to launch an offensive, the white-haired old man walked over quickly.
His eyes glanced at Ling Hao at the same time, and then he approached Zhao Min and whispered a few words.
"Huh?" After listening to the old man's words, Zhao Meng couldn't help but look Ling Hao up and down, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Although the old man failed to recognize Ling Hao's identity, he told Zhao Meng that the opponent's strength was probably not inferior to his.
As one of the Eight Prides of Ancient Martial Arts, Zhao Min has his own pride.
I think that looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, as long as those top-level talents are not born, there are only a handful of young people who can compare with him!
But now, the Great Elder told him that this completely unfamiliar young man in front of him actually had skills that were no less than his!
This naturally surprised him a little. Could it be that he had offended someone with a good background?
"This brother looks very unfamiliar, I don't know what to call him?" Zhao Meng took a deep breath and looked at Ling Hao and said.
To be selected as one of the eight heroes of ancient martial arts, in addition to possessing martial arts talent that is higher than that of his peers, his mental state is naturally not too bad, and he cannot be as reckless as his sister.
"You are really able to put gold on your face. What qualifications do you have to call me brother?" Xuan Pang glanced at the other party speechlessly, then looked at Ling Hao and said: "Brother, what should I do? Can't you?
cut?"
"Huh?" After hearing Xuan Pang's words, Zhao Yan's face darkened slightly.
This is the first time in his life that he has been ignored like this!
"Forget it, let's go!"
Ling Hao replied lightly, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the boulevard.
He came today for the Qiu family.
He has no interest in anyone else!
"Okay!" Xuan Pang replied and followed, followed closely by Zhui Hun and Liu Bao.
"You guys stop, I'm going to kill you..." Zhao Yan shouted again.
"Xiaoyan, shut up!" Zhao Yan interrupted his sister in a deep voice after glancing at the backs of Ling Hao and others.
"Brother, why did you let them go..." Zhao Yan obviously did not calm down so easily.
"Miss, don't be impulsive, they are not ordinary people!" the white-haired old man responded: "Let's go in first, they are also inside anyway, we will see what happens then!"
