"Brother, that old bastard is a perfectionist, let's destroy him together with you!" At this time, Shangguan Mingtian and others walked over quickly.
The twenty or thirty people on the other side could not hold on for more than a few minutes before they all lay down.
"You are no match for him, just stay aside!" Ling Hao responded.
He knew very well that when encountering a strong man in the War Emperor Perfection Realm, except for Xuan Chenxi who could barely take a few moves, the others would not have the slightest effect even if they were used together.
"Shuai Ling, be careful of the wandering Buddha beads on his body!" At this time, Su Fang shouted loudly.
While speaking, bursts of anger flashed in his eyes as he looked at the Nirvana Monk.
"It's you?"
After hearing his voice, the Nirvana Monk turned his head and looked over.
"I let you live last time, but you haven't learned your lesson yet. You really think your life is too long!"
He seemed to finally know why Ling Hao came to Duanqinggu. It must have been this kid Su Fang.
"Old thief Nie Mie, you killed my sister and Uncle Zhong, today is the day you will receive retribution!" Su Fang responded angrily.
"Ignorant child!" The Nirvana Monk glanced at Su Fang and ignored him.
Then, he continued to look at Ling Hao.
"King Xi, for the sake of the one from Tianshan, I'll give you one last chance!"
"Take your people and leave the Broken Love Valley immediately. I don't have to argue with you. Otherwise, you, the unicorn of the country, will probably perish here today!"
"Chenxi, take everyone a thousand meters away!" Ling Hao didn't answer his words at all, turned to look at Xuan Chenxi and said.
"Okay!" Xuan Chenxi didn't insist anymore. She knew that people like herself would only become a burden if they stayed.
After finishing speaking, he led everyone back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps, and then a large, dark crowd of about a thousand people came over.
The leader was a white-haired old man, with a strong spirit and a sharp breath. On the surface, he seemed to be around sixty or seventy years old.
The visitor is none other than Duan Hongchen, the owner of the Duanqing Valley!
Following him closely, in addition to Qiu Shi, there were four other old men. Each of them had tense expressions and was filled with murderous intent.
"I've met the Valley Master!" The Nirvana Monk looked at Duan Hongchen and bowed slightly.
"Master Nirvana Pavilion, there is no need to be polite!" Duan Hongchen waved, then turned to look at Ling Hao: "This should be the Western King Lingshuai, right?"
"Are you the master of the Broken Love Valley?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly after sizing him up.
"Duan Hongchen, I have met the Western King Lingshuai!" Duan Hongchen bowed and bowed.
"I wonder what the King of the West is talking about when he comes to see the Lord of Nirvana Pavilion?"
"I want something from him!" Ling Hao replied lightly.
"I don't know what kind of precious thing it is. Do you need to trouble King Xi to make a special trip to the Valley of Broken Love?" Duan Hongchen continued to ask.
"He didn't tell you why I came here?" The corners of Ling Hao's mouth raised slightly.
"It seems like you, the Valley Master, don't have a high status in his heart. He didn't even tell you such a valuable thing?"
"Haha, King Xi is joking!" Duan Hongchen smiled: "Since the Master of the Nirvana Pavilion didn't tell this Valley Master, there are only two possibilities."
"Either that thing is very common and not worth mentioning at all, so the Lord of Nirvana Pavilion didn't take it to heart at all."
"Either the information from the King of the West is wrong, and the thing is not in the possession of the Master of Nirvana Pavilion at all."
"Relatively speaking, of these two possibilities, the latter one is more likely!"
