"Brother, how are you?" Ye Ji and Han Yue shouted at the same time before running to Ling Hao.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao stood up and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and his breath was weak.
The other party's cultivation level was at least three levels higher than his, and the palm just now was aimed directly at taking his life, without any hesitation during the strike.
No matter how strong Ling Hao's resistance was, he was still seriously injured!
While speaking, he took out a healing elixir from his body and threw it into his mouth, and at the same time activated the Cangxuan Heart Sutra for healing.
Since he was able to practice the Cangxuan Heart Sutra, his body's self-healing ability has improved by several levels. As long as it is not a fatal injury, it will usually heal in a short time.
"Today, all of you must die!" At this time, two figures appeared in the sight of Ling Hao and others.
The person who spoke was the old man in black robe who was the leader and the one who had just taken action. His eyes were sharp and his face was full of anger.
His actual age is unclear, but judging from the sparse white hair on his head and the few teeth left in his mouth, he is probably at least two to three hundred years old.
Within the territory, every super sect is not as simple as it seems on the surface. With a heritage of more than a thousand years, any super power has its own hidden heritage.
The person in front of me is the ancestor of the Qingtian Dao Sect who is still alive in the world. He is also the strongest person in the Qingtian Dao Sect, and he has half-stepped into the fourth-level supreme cultivation level.
This kind of strength, even if you look at the entire martial arts world, is considered the strongest among the strong!
Immediately behind the old man in black robe is an old man in gray robe, about sixty or seventy years old. From the aura on his body, it can be seen that he has the strength of the first-grade Supreme Realm.
"Uncle, Li Zheng is useless, causing the sect to suffer such a catastrophe. I am ashamed of the ancestors of the sect..." At this time, Li Zheng looked at the leader of the old man in black robe and spoke with difficulty.
"Don't move yet. I'll help you check your injuries!" The old man glanced at Ling Hao coldly and walked quickly to Li Zheng.
"Master, don't worry about me, kill them first to avenge the elders!" Li Zheng raised his finger and pointed in the direction of Ling Hao and the others and said.
"That's fine! Then take this pill first!" As the old man in black robe spoke, he took out a pill from his body and handed it to Li Zheng.
"Thank you, uncle!" Li Zheng took the elixir and drank it.
"Are you the Western King of the Great Xia War Department?" The old man in black robe then looked at Ling Hao and said in a deep voice.
"You are so brave. You killed so many people from our Qingtian Dao Sect. You really deserve to be cut into pieces!"
"Today, not only a few of you, but also the tens of thousands of people you brought, no one can leave here alive!"
"You old fool, you have such a loud voice, why don't you go to heaven!" Before Ling Hao could respond, Xuan Pang raised his finger and pointed at the other person, smacking his mouth, and continued.
"You dare to hurt my brother, watch how I will pluck out the few remaining hairs on your head later, and your teeth, I will smash them one by one!"
"How dare you talk to our ancestors, Zhang Zui!" The gray-robed old man on the other side frowned, raised his hand and swept out a strong wind that roared out.
"Xuan Pang, be careful!"
Lu Yue said in a deep voice, flipped his wrist and pulled out a sword to meet him.
Bang!
A loud noise was heard, and Lu Yue was shocked back seven or eight steps, with bloodshot eyes oozing out from the corners of his mouth.
"Boss Lu, are you okay?" Xuan Pang ran over.
"It's okay!" Lu Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Ling Hao with a solemn expression: "Brother, the person who came here is evil!"
Although he could not detect the actual cultivation level of the other two, the old man in gray robe was able to push him back so far with a casual move. Without asking, he knew that he must be at the supreme level of strength.
Needless to say, the black-robed old man who injured his eldest brother before was definitely more skilled than Li Zheng, and was at least a third-grade supreme or above.
Facing an opponent of this level, not to mention that the elder brother is already injured, he cannot be his opponent even at his peak!
