"Your name is Kan Chen?" Ling Hao interrupted him.
While speaking, he roughly checked the martial arts cultivation of the other party's group.
The two leaders are pretty good. They are less than thirty years old and already have the strength of a first-class saint.
Except for two people, among the others, the lowest cultivation level is the fifth-grade supreme, and the highest is the half-step saint.
He is worthy of being a descendant of several major families in the Central Region, and can compete with the younger generations of the hidden families in the country.
However, how much combat power this kind of cultivation relies entirely on the accumulation of huge amounts of cultivation resources is another matter.
"Who are you?" Kan Chen looked Ling Hao up and down: "The helper Liang Qian called? Want to stand up for the beauty?"
"Did you hurt Zheng Chen?" Ling Hao continued to speak calmly.
"Boy, are you the onion? Mr. Chen is asking you something, but you didn't hear it?" Another young man on the other side raised his finger and pointed at Ling Hao and said loudly.
"If you keep beeping blindly, believe it or not, I'll beat you to the point where you won't even be able to recognize your own mother?"
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Qinglong swept out his palm and the man flew out directly.
He hit the door frame at the back and fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he collapsed on the ground screaming in pain.
"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Kan Chen's face darkened: "Bastard, are you looking for death?"
"Idiot! You should think about how you can survive today!" Qinglong glanced at the other party.
"Who are you?" Huangfu Fang Yu frowned and looked at Ling Hao and the others.
Although Tianlong City is not small, they have lived in this city for decades, and most people of the same age know them.
Ling Hao and his group looked like unfamiliar faces at first glance, and they were obviously not from Tianlong City.
"I'll give you two choices!" Ling Hao replied.
"Either kneel down and apologize to Zheng Chen, and then ask your family to go to the City Lord's Mansion to redeem you."
"Or, I'll give you both a fair chance to challenge, and if you two join forces, as long as you can survive one move in my hands, I'll give you a way to survive."
"Hahaha..." After hearing Ling Hao's words, the two of them laughed out loud at the same time.
The other dozen or so people on the other side also stared at Ling Hao with expressions as if they were looking at fools, with mocking expressions on their faces.
"Lord Longzun, both of them are cultivators in the Holy Realm. You are alone..."
Liang Qian took a breath of cold air at the same time, walked to Ling Hao and spoke in a low voice.
Although she had heard that Ling Hao was very skilled and the best among his peers.
But after all, she didn't know Ling Hao, nor did she know his specific cultivation level. Now that she heard that he wanted to deal with Kan Chen alone, she would inevitably feel worried.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao replied lightly.
"Miss Liang, are you sure that the helper you called from Nomooli is not here to make fun of you?" Kan Chen finally stopped laughing and looked at Liang Qian and asked.
"I would like to advise you, it is best to apologize to Mr. Chen, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!" Liang Qian took a deep breath and spoke.
She looked at Ling Hao's calm expression, and felt inexplicably more at ease in her heart.
"We are asked to apologize to that loser? What a big joke!" Huangfu Fangyu responded loudly.
After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Ling Hao: "Are you sure you want to stand up for that loser?"
"Don't plan to apologize? Then find a place!" Ling Hao glanced at the other party.
"Master Chen, since he is seeking death, shall we help him?" Huangfu Fang Yu ignored Ling Hao, turned to look at Kan Chen and spoke.
"Okay!" Kan Chen replied.
A few minutes later, the two parties arrived at an open space two kilometers away from the hotel.
