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Chapter 587 Big brother, will you cut it or not?

"Great Elder, please help Xiaoyan see her injuries first."

Zhao Feng did not answer Zhao Yan's words, but looked at the white-haired old man and spoke.

"Received, Master!" The old man responded and walked towards Zhao Yan.

"I'm fine, I don't want to heal my wounds, I want him to die!" Zhao Yan continued to point to the soul chase and said, "Great Elder, hurry up and kill him immediately!"

"Xiao Yan!" Zhao Feng frowned and stopped him.

Then, he took a few steps towards the soul-chasing: "Who are you?"

"Your sister told you to kill me, but you still haven't taken action?" Zhuihun asked.

"Do you know the price of arrogance? Do you believe it or not..." Zhao Feng stared at Zhui Soul-Chasing with cold eyes and said.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you want to do something, hurry up. If you don't dare, then you won't be with me!" Zhuihun interrupted his words.

"Very good!" Zhao Feng took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice: "Since you are so looking for death, then I'll help you!"

While speaking, a cold murderous intent spread out from him.

The surrounding people couldn't help but retreat.

They have all heard that Young Master Wuying is a real powerful emperor!

People of this level really need to start fighting, just a wave of air can kill them!

"Young Master, wait!" Just as Zhao Chun was about to launch an offensive, the white-haired old man walked over quickly.

His eyes glanced at Ling Hao at the same time, and then he whispered a few times near Zhao Feng.

"Hmm?" After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Feng couldn't help but look at Ling Hao up and down, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Although the old man failed to recognize Ling Hao's identity, he told Zhao Shang that the other party's strength was likely not inferior to him.

As one of the eight ancient martial arts prides, Zhao Feng has his pride.

I think that looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, as long as those geniuses of top power are not born, there are only a handful of young people who can compare with him!

But now, the Great Elder told him that the completely strange young man in front of him actually had skills no less than him!

This naturally surprised him a little. Did he get into someone with a background?

"This brother looks very handsome, I don't know what he calls him?" Zhao Feng took a deep breath and looked at Ling Hao and spoke.

If he can be selected as one of the Eight Prides of Ancient Martial Arts, in addition to having a martial arts talent higher than his peers, his mind and scheming will naturally not be too bad, and he will not be as reckless as his sister.

"You can really put gold on your face. What qualifications do you have to call my elder brother?" Xuanpang glanced at the other party speechlessly, then looked at Ling Hao and said, "Brother, what should I do? Can you kill me?

cut?"

"Hmm?" After hearing Xuanpang's words, Zhao Feng's face slightly darkened.

This is the first time he has been ignored so much as he has been so ignored!

"Forget it, let's go!"

Ling Hao replied lightly, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Boulevard.

He came today for the people of the Qiu family.

Others, he has no interest!

"Okay!" Xuanpang replied and followed, Zhuihun and Liu Zhi followed closely behind.

"Stop it, I'm going to kill you..." Zhao Yan shouted out again.

"Xiao Yan, shut up!" Zhao Feng glanced at the backs of Ling Hao and others and interrupted his sister's words in a deep voice.

"Brother, why don't you let them go..." Zhao Yan obviously didn't feel so easy to calm down.

"Miss, don't be impulsive, they are not ordinary people!" The white-haired old man responded: "Let's go in first, they are inside anyway, so let's see the situation then!"

"But..." Zhao Yan continued to shout.

"Stop shouting, listen to the Great Elder!" Zhao Chun said in a deep voice and then raised his foot toward the entrance.

Two minutes later, Ling Hao and his party walked into the boulevard.

The Qiu family opened its doors to welcome guests all over the world today. Those who came today did not need any invitation cards. The guards at the gate just asked a few questions and let them go.

"There are so many people coming today!" Xuanpang sighed as he walked.

"The Qiu family has a great status in the ancient martial arts world. For many young people in the ancient martial arts world, if they have such an opportunity to become the dragon-riding son-in-law of the Qiu family, they will naturally not give up easily." Zhuihun smiled and smiled.

road.

"In addition, although some people do not come for the competition, they also come with the goal of flattering the Qiu family."

"Okay!" Xuanpang shrugged his shoulders.

"Do you understand the Shadowless Palace?" Ling Hao looked at Xuanpang and asked.

"Learn a little bit!" Xuanpang responded.

"Ranked high among the first-class forces in the ancient martial arts world, and their overall strength is above the Qiu family!"

"As for virtue, it is also a typical national borer!"

"In the catastrophe a hundred years ago, many sects and aristocratic families not only did not work hard, but also made small moves behind their backs. The Shadowless Palace is one of them!"

"Is that true?" A hint of coldness flashed in Ling Hao's eyes.

After a while, several people came to the entrance of the Qiu Family Courtyard. Just like the entrance of the Boulevard before, the gate here was also wide open.

After entering the courtyard, several people looked at a square on the west side.

A square ring with steel frame structure was temporarily built in the center of the square, with a length of about 100 meters and a thousand chairs were placed around the ring.

At this time, there were already seven or eight hundred people sitting in the seating area, and they were talking in groups of three or five.

"Brother, are we going to find the head of the Qiu family directly?" Zhuihun looked at Ling Hao and asked.

"First find a place to sit down and see!" Ling Hao responded, raised his foot and walked towards the square, and Xuanpang and his friends followed him together.

After a while, the group of people sat down, the group of people from Wuying Palace also entered the courtyard, and then sat down not far from Ling Hao and the others.

Zhao Yan glanced in the direction of Ling Hao and the others, and an endless cold look flashed in her eyes.

"Hahaha...Brother Zhao, such a coincidence!" At this moment, a man's voice sounded.

Then he saw a young man in his thirties walking towards Zhao Shang.

He has beautiful eyebrows and a well-proportioned figure. He has a ponytail tied around his head and a white robe. His skin is thinner than that of a woman.

If this person put on some makeup, he might be a little more beautiful than an ordinary woman.

"Brother Hua, are you here too?" After seeing the other party, Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, then stood up and stood up.

"Haha, Brother Zhao's words meant that he didn't want me to appear, for fear that I would steal your bride-to-be?" The man named Hua Hui smiled again.

"Hehe, Brother Hua laughed!" Zhao Feng smiled.

"I'm just bored, come and join in the fun. If Brother Hua is interested, I can block several competitors for Brother Hua."

"Haha, thank you Brother Zhao for your kindness. I came here for something else to discuss with the head of the Qiu family, not for the competition to attract a marriage!" Hua Hui responded with a smile.

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Yan and said, "Xiao Yan, we have met again, how about you?"

While speaking, his eyes glanced at Zhao Yan's scenery, and a hint of fanaticism flashed through his pupils.

"Hello, Brother Hua, long time no see!" Zhao Yan looked at the other party and greeted him.

Her current thoughts are all on Ling Hao and the others, so she directly ignores Hua Hui's eyes.

"Xiao Yan looks in a bad mood?" Hua Hui continued to smile: "Who made you angry?"
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