As soon as the voice came out, all the cultivators in the entire square were shocked, especially the Fang family members, all of them cheered up and turned their heads together, even Fang Shoudao and Dialect Market.
Fang Xiufeng stood up even more with excitement. When he turned his head, he saw the blue-clothed young man walking from a distance.
Exactly... Meng Hao!
His face was a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, making his whole person look a lot weaker, like a scholar, when he approached, he bowed to Fang Xiufeng and the others.
"Since you are awake, why don't you take a rest here?" Fang Xiufeng looked at Meng Hao, his expression full of love and said.
"I have slept for a long time, I have had enough rest, I should move a little bit." Meng Hao said with a smile. He was so seriously injured that he had fallen asleep for more than a month. When he only woke up, his consciousness dispersed and he saw this place. The thing came simply.
"Meng Hao... You are Meng Hao, I am challenging your father, not you, you are not qualified!" After seeing Meng Hao, the fairyland monk changed his expression and spoke a few steps back.
Hearing the words, Meng Hao turned around, with a cold light in his eyes, and glanced at the monk.
"Since you know who I am, you dare to speak like this. Although you insist on asking for death, I have too many ways to make you die."
"As for whether I am qualified to shoot, this is the Fang family. I said that if I am qualified, I am qualified!" Meng Hao said lightly, his voice spreading from all directions, domineering.
As soon as the words came out, Meng Hao walked forward, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the monk. The monk's complexion changed drastically. He was about to retreat. Meng Hao let out a cold snort. The monk's mind caused him to scream with blood spurting out, and his body burst open.
Killing a person was clean and neat, even Meng Hao didn't mind the effect of the blood splattering. He acted differently from his father. As the patriarch, his father considered a lot, but he was not. His approach required deterrence.
"Who is next?" Meng Hao flicked his sleeve, waved off the blood on the cuff, and spoke lightly.
There was silence all around, and countless light condensed on Meng Hao. There were many people here who had seen Meng Hao's illusory appearance, but now it is the first time that they have witnessed Meng Hao. The impression on Meng Hao is extremely deep.
Especially Meng Hao's domineering was revealed in his words and actions, which made many people shrink their eyes and realize that this is a... almost lawless person!
Fang Xiufeng smiled slightly, did not speak, Fang Shoudao on the side also had a smile in his eyes, and after looking at each other with Fang Yanxu, they both nodded secretly.
As Meng Hao thought, there are too many ways to solve today's things, but no matter how to solve them, it will be wrong. Their identity is there, and some things can be done secretly, but in today's environment, they can't do it.
The appearance of Meng Hao, with his domineering, forcibly killed, and his sharp words, this is all people who have been in contact with Meng Hao can feel that, in terms of words, Meng Hao has not encountered a few People who can argue themselves.
"Nothing?" Meng Hao asked calmly without seeing anyone showing up after waiting for a long time.
"Junior is looking for death!" At the moment his words came out, a gust of wind blew out. There was a middle-aged man in the wind. This man was no longer a fairyland, but an ancient realm. After he appeared, he went straight to Meng Hao. .
"It's not that I'm looking for death, but you know that you will die, and you will come to die." Meng Hao's voice was cold, and at the moment the words came out, he stood there and let the opponent's magical power bombard him, falling on him, unable to shake Meng Hao the slightest. As if the wind had blown, the middle-aged man was taken aback, and Meng Hao's right hand lifted up like lightning, clasping the person's heavenly spirit.
"Soul search!" Meng Hao snapped his five fingers fiercely, and his spiritual consciousness merged fiercely. The middle-aged man immediately trembled, and when he let out a screaming scream, he only held on for a few breaths, then his body banged and collapsed.
Meng Hao thoughtfully, his body disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was in front of an old man sitting in the crowd around him. The old man's complexion changed and he was about to get up. Meng Hao punched down and directly killed the gods. With a sound, the old man, together with the case, became a flying ash and collapsed directly.
In the next instant, Meng Hao disappeared again. When he appeared, he was in another direction. There was a woman there. The woman was holding the jade slip in her hand and was about to smash it. Meng Hao grabbed it one step in advance.
"I'll help you." During the words, Meng Hao had already squeezed the palm of the woman's hand and helped her, together with the palm and jade slip, crushed it together, waved her big sleeve, and the woman's blood spurted out, her eyes were unable to Believe, the body shattered directly.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Hao flashed again. He flashed a total of seventeen times in the crowd around him, each time he appeared in front of a monk, and each time he killed one person.
After a few breaths, when Meng Hao returned to the square, there was an uproar around him, and some monks immediately roared and accused Meng Hao.
Seeing the strong buzzing around, it seemed that Meng Hao's behavior provoked the disaster, Meng Hao looked calm and suddenly spoke.
"As my young family, order the Fang family members to hold him, him, him..." Meng Hao said, raising his right hand, and pointed out hundreds of times in a flash. Everyone who was pointed at by him would have a mark on his body. .
And these people changed their expressions.
"Kill them, kill them!" Meng Hao said lightly, and immediately the Fang family members all around, without any hesitation, flew out instantly and went straight to the hundreds of people.
Almost at the same time they were flying away, these hundreds of people roared at the same time, smashing the pill in their mouths, and their cultivation erupted one by one, but even so, they couldn’t be compared with the Fang family around them. It was very fast. , In the screams, these people were all beheaded.
The surrounding people are slowly quiet, and the uproaring people are silent at this moment, but the monks of the big family, they were calm before, but now, they look at Meng Hao one by one with emotion.
"Dear friends, today is my father's gift to resolve the previous grievances. It is according to the rules, yes, not according to the rules... I will also not follow the rules." Although Meng Hao's face was pale, his voice was cold. Many people, at this moment, have a stronger impression of him.
"What a Meng Hao!" An old voice came from the crowd. An old man stepped out. As he walked out, his cultivation base spread out, and he was the Great Perfection of the Ancient Realm, just like the Master of Heaven. You can step into the realm at any time!
"I have an enmity with your father. Since you want to solve it on your behalf, the old man will do you!" The old man said, giving Fang Xiufeng a sinister look.
Fang Xiufeng looked at the old man as coldly as he knew this person, but he didn't notice the other person's existence. It seems that this person has any method or magic weapon that can make Dao Realm unable to detect it.
During the words, the old man's body shook, and around him, a pair of illusory shadows of gossip appeared directly, roaring and turning, forming a roaring thunder, and went straight to Meng Hao. The big sword appeared, the two fingers formed a tactic, and with a low growl, the sword immediately radiated radiantly. As his cultivation base spreads, more soul lights are transformed into the gossip one by one, like lighting a fairy fire.
Meng Hao's expression remained the same. At the moment when the old man arrived, he took a step forward, and when this step fell, his whole momentum suddenly rose, raising his right hand and slamming at the old man.
This catch is exactly how to catch stars!
With a boom, a huge illusory hand appeared in front of him. This hand roared, and it touched the gossip. With a light wave, the gossip collapsed, the big sword shattered, and the old man opened his eyes wide. , With unbelievable, the body was about to retreat, it was too late, was grabbed by the big hand, squeezed hard, the old man immediately let out a scream, his heart had already reached the level of fear.
"You..." He only said one word, and was suddenly dragged back to Meng Hao.
Before he could say the second word, Meng Hao coldly lifted his right hand and pressed it on the old man Tianling. Even if this man is Dzogchen in the ancient realm, comparable to the master of the sky, he still wants to search for the soul.
The old man roared, bloodshot in his eyes. At this moment, he did not hesitate, his body's cultivation roared, inspiring the aura of Dao, and it was at this critical juncture that he was going to enter Dao to temporarily avoid life and death.
If it were for Meng Hao, who had not absorbed the origin of the divine fire, he could not resist at this moment, but after absorbing the origin of the divine fire, Meng Hao, in a sense, was also considered a realm, and most importantly, his Luo Tiandaoxian , Is complete.
At this moment, a blue light flashed on his right hand, and after falling sharply, he directly used his own strength to forcibly disperse the opponent's Taoism, making the entrance... unsuccessful!
Divine consciousness flooded in, got into the old man's mind, and began to search for the soul.
The old man trembled and his voice was stern.
"My lord, save me!!"
Meng Hao’s mouth showed a subtle smile. At the moment when the voice echoed, nothingness ripples flashed behind him. Suddenly, a withered hand appeared. This hand seemed to appear from the grave, meaning death. Rich, besides that, what it exudes... It's the breath of Taoism! !
This breath is very strong, so strong that even ordinary Dao realm can't bear it!
At this moment, the world is shaking, the wind and clouds are rolling, and all the monks around are shaking. Here is the Southern Sky Star, and the Taoist realm is invisible, but this hand... can appear, the Taoist on it is obvious, so there is only one Answer.
The master of this hand... is the right way! !
A certain terrifying quasi-dao that is about to die, but is powerful enough to pressure the realm!
This scene was too sudden, but even so, Fang Xiufeng, Fang Shoudao, and dialect ruins only contracted their eyes, but did not panic, and moved forward at the same time.
"Hao'er step back!" Fang Shoudao's voice suddenly came out, and with a scratch with his right hand, he was about to bring Meng Hao back safely.
"I'm just wondering, this person doesn't look like the person behind the scenes, sure enough... and you, the quasi-dao." Meng Hao's expression remained as usual. When he spoke lightly, he turned to look at the coming palm and uttered a few words.
"Nan Tian Formation, come down!"