At the same time, the two old men who were fighting against Dao Yunfei and Xuan Pang fell down at the same time under the attack of Xuan Chenxi and Shangguan Mingtian, sealing their throats with a sword.
"You really deserve to die!" At this moment, a man's angry voice echoed over the manor.
Then I saw a group of people walking over quickly, and the leader was none other than the current head of the Fengyun Holy Sect, Lu Qiong!
Behind him were a group of men, women, and children of all shapes and sizes.
Ling Hao looked around and saw a familiar figure in the crowd, it was Gu Tao, the head of Yin Yang Temple!
Gu Tao naturally saw Ling Hao for the first time, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Some time ago, when Ling Hao went to the Yin Yang Temple, he was given a choice.
Either send ten third-level warriors to the polar snowy areas within a month, or destroy the sect!
Now, a month has passed, but the Yin Yang Temple has not sent anyone.
Gu Tao knew very well that there was absolutely no way this matter could go unnoticed!
Originally, he thought that by taking advantage of this opportunity to form an alliance in the ancient martial arts world, he could compete with Ling Hao.
But damn, the conference hasn’t officially started yet, but Ling Hao has already arrived!
His heart immediately tightened!
"Father!" Lu Xiaowei cried out in pain after seeing Lu Qiong.
After he finished speaking, he ignored the pain of his broken arm and got up to run towards the opponent's camp.
"Do I allow you to leave?" Ling Hao said calmly.
"Father..." Lu Xiaowei shuddered and stood immediately.
"Xiaowei!" Before Lu Qiong could respond, a young man in gray robe shouted loudly.
Then, he stared at Ling Hao ferociously: "You actually broke Xiaowei's arm? You are really looking for death!"
In addition to him, another man in white robes on the other side was also staring at Ling Hao with raging anger, his eyes about to burst out with fire.
"Brother Ling Hao, he is the young sect leader of Fengyun Holy Sect, his name is Lu Xiaotian."
Xuan Chenxi walked to Ling Hao and pointed at the man in gray robe.
After a brief pause, he continued: "The young man wearing a white robe next to him, if your guess is correct, should be Ji Haojie, the eldest master of the Chuangshi Dao Sect."
"Last time in the capital, the second young master of the Creation Dao Sect who was killed by you, eldest brother, was his younger brother."
She had spent a lot of effort recently to collect information about the two major sects, so it was easy to identify them.
"Oh? Really?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Long Zun, I order you to release Xiao Wei immediately, otherwise, all of you will never leave this manor!" Lu Xiaotian continued to speak angrily.
However, Ling Hao didn't look at him at all, but turned to look at Lu Qiong.
"Aren't you receiving distinguished guests? Are you free now?"
"Long Zun, I ask myself that the Fengyun Holy Sect and you have always been in harmony with each other!" Lu Qiong continued after exhaling a turbid breath.
"But today you killed the deputy sect leader of my sect and five or six elders, and even broke off my little girl's arm. Do you really not take our Fengyun Sacred Sect seriously?"
"Does Fengyun Holy Sect have the right to be taken seriously by me?" Ling Hao replied lightly.
Then, he turned to look at Gu Tao: "Master Gu, we have met again. Do you really don't want to see me?"
"Long Zun is joking!" Gu Tao took a deep breath.
"Do you know that you missed a good opportunity?" Ling Hao continued.
"More than a month ago, if you had honestly sent ten elders to the capital to report, not only would the Yin Yang Temple not have to destroy the sect, but there would also be a chance to become friends of the capital."
