C33 Chen Zongyang Was Furious

"Who's Ling Hao, get out here!"

Chen Zongyang shouted from the sky. On his left stood the White Tiger Hall Master, both of them looking furious.

The disciples of the Vermillion Bird Courtyard all came out to watch with curiosity.

"What's going on?"

"I heard that Ling Hao alone killed five disciples of the White Tiger Hall!"

"Heavens, this person must be crazy!"

Who knows? Lord Hall Master has personally come, along with his Successor Disciple.

Vermillion Bird Hall Master was in Ling Hao's room, his face gloomy, he did not expect Ling Hao to be so rash.

"You are too reckless! Don't go out. I will hold you back for a short period of time. I hope the Palace Chief will appear. "

Vermillion Bird Hall Master never expected that Ling Hao would kill someone today!

This was a huge crime.

Ling Hao remained indifferent, and said: "No need, I killed him, I will go out."

"You …" Vermillion Bird Hall Master was speechless. You are only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, while Chen Zongyang is at the second stage of True Yang.

He was almost angered to death by Ling Hao.

Seeing Ling Hao walking out of the room, she hurriedly followed him.

"What kind of trash is your White Tiger Hall raising, insulting me?"

Ling Hao stood outside the door and looked at the two people in the sky.

Before Hall Master White Tiger and Chen Zongyang could attack.

Suddenly, a voice came over: "Little bastard Ling Hao, give me your life!"

His killing intent surged, and from the west, the one who came while carrying the flying sword was Enforcer Lin. Yesterday, he endured the humiliation and received a lot of slaps, today, his son had lost his life to Ling Hao.

His son was Young Master Lin whom Ling Hao had killed today.

Deacon Lin's eyes were red, wanting to tear Ling Hao apart.

The sword light felt cold, Ling Hao raised his sword and stabbed forward!

He used the vast sword technique, using 100% of his true essence, Deacon Lin had no way of resisting, and could only watch the longsword fly over!

"Bastard, you still dare to commit murder!" The White Tiger Hall Master bellowed and scattered Ling Hao's sword blade with his hand.

"If I want to kill him, he must die!"

Ling Hao soared up into the sky, the spirit essence of heaven and earth congealing into a purple longsword.

Too fast.

Chen Zongyang and the White Tiger Hall Master could not stop him at all.

This was also a famous sword technique that Ling Hao had learned in his previous life, and it was not something that they could withstand.

Deacon Lin felt the purple sword pierce his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief, and then he collapsed, dead.

Everyone looked at white-clothed youth, their hearts feeling cold.

Yang Linglong then rushed over, and when he saw the corpse of Deacon Lin, he was stunned.

With his understanding of Ling Hao, he had never seen this side of him.

Ling Hao said indifferently, "Chen Zongyang, you are Chen Yu's cousin, right? Since I entered the academy yesterday, I have been troubled by this trash." He glanced at Deacon Lin who was lying on the ground and continued, "Today, his son is making things difficult for us. Interesting, even if you want to die you will have to bring a burden with you. I want to ask you, other than the cold arrows on your back, what else do you know?"

As a second stage of the True Yang, Chen Zongyang was always respected by others wherever he went. When had he ever heard such an insult?

"I really don't know who gave you the strength?"

Chen Zongyang mocked from the air, then laughed: "Are you relying on Vermillion Bird Hall Master? "You're wrong. He can't protect you. How can our academy allow someone as vicious and merciless as you to continue on?"

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master also revealed a helpless expression. Ling Hao was too savage, he could not protect him at all.

Ling Hao smiled, "Oh? Then why don't you kill me? Seeing you so angry that you're trembling, I thought you wanted to hit me, right? "

The White Tiger Hall Master's gaze was cold. "Our White Tiger Hall is more than ten times stronger than your Vermillion Bird Hall, but we're not as arrogant as you. You deserve to die!"

"Hall Master, let me do it. Clean up the scum of our academy!"

Chen Zongyang wielded his flying sword and rushed towards Ling Hao.

"If you want to kill him, then kill me first!"

Just then, Yang Linglong walked out with red eyes and blocked in front of Ling Hao.

When Ling Hao saw this, his heart felt warm.

"Stay here, I want to see who can kill me."

"Arrogant child!" "He's simply courting death." Chen Zongyang's killing intent rose in all directions. He raised his palm, and with torrential true essence, wildly smashed towards Ling Hao.

"It's over, there's no hope for Ling Hao."

"Second Heavenly Layer of the True Yang, one realm lower. Sigh, what a pity for this year's young king."