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  "Unexpectedly, at such a young age, you have already reached the Yuan Shen realm. Little doll, which family's descendant are you?"

  Bald Liu's gaze swept over Ling Hao and immediately shook his head, falling on Han Yexiang.

  An ordinary person, not worthy of his attention.

  It is said that Baldy spoke, Han Yexiang calmly said: "Where did you come from again? Being a slave next to a second-generation ancestor is really embarrassing."

  Yuanshen boundary five layers or more, higher than the grandmother's boundary, can become a phoenix wherever you want.

  Moreover, looking at the bald man's age, he was only in his forties or fifties. At such an age, he had cultivated to the fifth layer of the Yuan Shen realm, and his identity was undoubtedly puzzling.

  "Hmph, little girl, my sect is not in the Western Three Provinces. Even if I told you, you wouldn't know. However, I do know many people in the Western Three Provinces. Perhaps you're a descendant of some old fellow, and maybe I'll let you off."

  Bald Liu smiled with a hint of fiery color at the bottom of his eyes.

  A man dies for wealth, a bird dies for food. He protected Qin Shao, but when he encountered such a beautiful girl, he was not willing to let her go easily to others.

  Not even an employer is allowed.

  He cultivated a kind of extremely evil and mysterious attack, which required him to consume the blood of a virgin every once in a while.

  At first glance, he had already confirmed that the girl in front of him was a virgin.

  A virgin at the level of Yuanshen realm would bring him benefits beyond his wildest imagination, far surpassing those from absorbing hundreds of ordinary women.

  The reason I asked Han Yexiang which family's disciple he was is to see if he can be provoked.

  "Spare me? Don't make me laugh."

  Han Ye's voice was indifferent, her slender body suddenly turned into a beautiful shadow and flashed towards the bald head.

  Watching Han Yexiang take action, Ling Hao calmly shook his head and said in a low voice: "The speed is not bad, but unfortunately the footwork is somewhat incomplete."

  There are many types of footwork, such as Tianti Bu (Heavenly Ladder Step), Long Xing Bu (Dragon Walking Step) and so on.

  Every complete set of kung fu can enhance a warrior's combat ability by one level.

  But Han Ye-seul's footwork is somewhat incomplete, and although she is fast, her movements are obviously stiff.

  "Little girl, since there's no one behind you, Liu will not be polite."

  His bald head glowed with a green light, his stout body spun around, and he dodged Han Yefeng's attack with ease. At the same time, a pair of hands as dry as dead bones suddenly opened up, and with a thunderous force, they slapped Han Yefeng's back with an eerie aura.

  "So strong!"

  With one slap, Han Yexiang's face turned pale and a stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

  "Heh heh, Qin Shao, this girl is mine today, don't even think about competing with Liu Xiang."

  Baldy guffawed with laughter, and with a single step, he leaped towards Han Yexia like a giant peng spreading its wings.

  "The evil energy is so heavy, this guy must have cultivated some kind of evil technique."

  Ling Hao gazed calmly at everything, and as soon as Baldy made a move, the Xuan Gong on his body revealed an evil aura.

  That breath was like something emerging from the depths of the underworld, emitting a withered and musty smell.

  And also, Xuan Gong was originally silver and gold in color.

  A middle-aged man slapped his palm out, and it was actually a dark green flame.

  "Heretic? A heretic from the Western Regions?"

  Han Ye's face showed a look of surprise, her lotus steps constantly swaying as she tried to evade the strange attack.

  "Haha, it's good to know you, I just like the taste of a girl's virginity, Liu Mou took down her fresh blood."

  The bald man laughed with sweet lips, and the strand of hair on his head danced in the wind, which was unbearably ridiculous.

  "Ling Hao, if you don't make a move soon, I'll really be dead."

  Han Ye's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, looking at Ling Hao with some annoyance.

  This guy is really calm, she's been beaten until vomiting blood and still watching, can't even lend a hand!

  "Oh, I thought I could beat him."

  "Ask me and I'll help you kill him."

  Ling Hao's eyes swept over Han Yexiang's towering chest, teasing.

  "Ling Hao..." Han Yexiang was taken aback, then hastily and desperately said: "Fine, I'm begging you, just hurry up and kill him already."

  "Oh, okay."

  Ling Hao gazed calmly at the bald head, his voice indifferent: "Give me a chance, ten seconds of time, disappear from my sight."

  "Otherwise, death!"

  “1、2、3。”

  "Kid, just count straight up to ten, what's with the act? You think you can scare off Liu by pretending to be tough?"

  Liu Touzi burst into sinister laughter, his words full of sarcasm.

  "This little guy is really too funny. Although Liu Dashi is my follower, he is the notorious Ghost King of Western Regions. Thinking of killing him? You're overestimating yourself."

  Qin Shao stood at a distance, although Liu Tuizi had taken his woman by force, he didn't show the slightest anger.

  Today, being able to watch a good show is worth the trip.

  “7、8、9。”

  “10！”

  The sound fell, and Ling Hao's feet moved, treading a mysterious step like a ghostly flash.

  "What? So fast!"

  Liu Tuizi gazed at the residual shadows, his eyes widening in surprise. His Xuan Gong suddenly spread throughout his body as he continuously slapped out dozens of palms towards Ling Hua's shadow.

  Boom! Boom!

  In the air, the palm wind made the air explode, and the surrounding trees and giant rocks were crushed into powder under the internal energy.

  But no palm wind can hit Ling Hao's body.

  "I said it before, if we don't leave, we'll die!"

  Ling Hao's figure appeared, already standing in front of Liu Tuizi. His gaze was fixed on his opponent, and with a punch as swift as thunder, he struck Liu Tuizi's chest.

  Crack!

  The huge force directly caused Liu Tu's chest ribcage to break several ribs.

  But strangely, Liu Tuizi's body didn't move at all.

  This force that can shatter ribs should have sent Liu flying.

  "Ah! ...Who is it?"

  Liu Tuizi's face was shocked, looking at the depression on his chest, and he couldn't believe it.

  The young man who had just automatically swept past him was actually so strong.

  Its footprints are elusive and strange, nowhere can its tracks be found.

  One punch left him completely unresponsive.

  Behind him, as if there was a huge mountain that made him want to retreat but couldn't.

  "You're not even qualified to know Ling's name, Western Ghost King, killing shouldn't be a crime, right?"

  Ling Hao gazed calmly at Liu Tuizi, his fist stirring up a whirlwind, as if the sound of thunder was echoing through the air.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  A low, continuous sound came out, and unexpectedly, green blood flowed from Liu Tu's mouth, extremely eerie.

  In just a few seconds, Liu Tuizi had become a corpse.

  "He's been killed."

  The men and women beside Qin Shao cried out in surprise.

  They are ordinary people, although they may be spoiled but not stupid.

  Ling Hao is now an existence like a demon in their eyes.

  To kill someone with such ease without even batting an eyelid.

  Ling Hao turned around calmly, glanced at Qin Shao and said in a cold voice: "Take advantage of the fact that I haven't had the idea to kill you yet, take this trash and get out."

  "I... we're leaving now, right now." Qin Shao was covered in cold sweat, never expecting that the Liu master he had spent billions to invite would be so vulnerable.

  (End of chapter)

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