"A member of the Fengyun Holy Sect?" Ling Hao asked.
"Your surname is Lu, too? Who was that person named Lu Xiao ten days ago?"
"Although my eldest brother was killed by Emperor Qian, this debt will be recorded on your head!" Lu Yan responded coldly.
"So he is your eldest brother?" Ling Hao smiled faintly: "That's just right, I'll send you down to keep him company today!"
"Haha, King Xi, you are very humorous!" Lu Yan responded with a disapproving smile.
"Don't believe it? You will believe it soon!" Ling Hao smiled again and turned to look at the gray-robed old man on Zhuge Mu's right.
"If your guess is correct, you should be from the Yin Yang Temple, right? What's your name?"
"Yin Yang Temple, Master of the outer hall, Gu Pei!" the old man replied coldly.
"The background is not small!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ten days ago, your Yin Yang Temple should have sent many people to Kunlun Mountain, right?"
"Hmph!" Gu Fei snorted coldly: "King Xi, you killed so many people in my Yin Yang Temple in the ancient city. Today, I just want to settle the score with you!"
"Haha, don't worry, I will give you a chance!" Ling Hao smiled coldly.
Then, he looked at Zhuge Mu again and said, "I once said that after the fate of the country comes, the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion will be destroyed!"
"However, I have changed my mind now and want to give you a chance. Do you want it?"
"Huh!" Zhuge Mu said with a scornful expression: "What a shameless statement!"
"Today, no matter why you came here, no matter how many people you brought here, none of you can even think of leaving here!"
"Don't want the opportunity I give you?" Ling Hao said lightly: "In that case, then it will be as you wish!"
"Master Zhuge, stop talking nonsense with him. Let the three of us come together to meet him, the so-called son of Qilin!" Lu Yan said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Zhuge Mu nodded in response and looked at Ling Hao: "Don't blame us for bullying the small with the large, and bullying the small with the big. You brought all this on yourself..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and do it!" Ling Hao interrupted him: "If the three of you can survive under my hands, I will let the rest of your sect go!"
"Ultimately arrogant!" Zhuge Mu responded coldly: "You are the most arrogant person I have ever met!"
"Sir, we are with you!" At this time, an inner elder of the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion said.
"No need!" Zhuge Mu waved his hand: "Everyone, stay back!"
He knew very well that if even the three of them could not defeat Ling Hao, then it would be useless no matter how many people they had. A battle of this level obviously did not rely on numbers to win.
"Received!" the elder of the inner and outer gates of Shengtian Sword Pavilion responded and stepped back.
"Lu Yue, you guys also stay back!" Ling Hao turned to look at Lu Yue and told him.
"Brother, be careful!" Ye Ji, Han Yue and Blood Rakshasa spoke at the same time, with worried looks on their faces.
Although they know that their eldest brother can leapfrog the challenge, there are two fifth-grade supreme experts among the three opponents. This is no child's play!
"It's okay!" Ling Hao smiled faintly and waved his hand: "Go!"
"Yeah!" Lu Yue and others nodded and retreated.
Two minutes later, only Ling Hao and Zhuge Mu were left within a radius of one kilometer.
boom!
The next second, three terrifying and boundless auras soared into the sky from Zhuge Mu and the others, instantly covering the entire void.
The disciples of Shengtian Sword Pavilion and the melon-eating crowd who were standing a thousand meters away couldn't help but shudder and quickly retreated another two to three hundred meters.
"You two, don't hold back, fight quickly to avoid complications!" Zhuge Mu looked at Lu Yan and Gu Wei and said in a deep voice.
