C4437 There's No Good in My Heart(part I)
Sicheng Anle smiled and tapped the fan on his back.1
"Kill him!"
In a split second, two figures dashed out, one red and one white intersecting in the air. The blade of the sword hit the skin of the opponent, but not only did it not pierce an inch, it even made a crisp sound. Lin Hao was actually shocked by the rebounding force and his body froze.
Although he was only a Peak Martial Monarch Level 2, the strength of his body had already surpassed that of a Peak Martial Monarch Level 2. He had already reached the same level as Lin Hao, a Level.
A trace of pity flashed across Sicheng Anle's eyes.
Although the medicine was powerful, it increased one's strength with the Bloodline as the foundation. If one forcefully increased one's cultivation realm, once one was defeated, or the effect of the medicine ended... Not to mention the physical body, even one's soul would not be able to protect it.
Dealing with this life was already like pouring water on him, he would never be able to save it again.
Others might be surprised, but they were thinking about how Lin Hao, who had no family behind him, was worth so much effort. He would rather die than spend so much effort to kill this man here.
However, Sicheng Anle knew very well that if Lin Hao wasn't a disciple of the Outer Dao, he would be a wanderer who didn't seek fame and fortune, and did things according to his heart.
Today, he had already provoked him. If he missed any opportunity in the future, he would definitely come to take revenge for what he had done today. He might as well take action as soon as possible and remove this time bomb in advance.
At this moment, the entire front hall was completely empty. A group of Genius warriors were like frightened hens as they squeezed into a corner of the front hall, afraid that they would get involved in the battle with Lin Hao.
However, as expected of the restaurant that Imperial Crown Prince had ordered. Lin Hao's side was engaged in a fierce fight, and none of the tables and chairs in the front hall were damaged.
Two silhouettes, one red and one white, almost never fell to the ground again. The sky was filled with scattered Spiritual Energy and sword Qi, constantly fighting each other. Their speed and strength made everyone feel intimidated.
The light red figure seemed to be suppressing the white figure, and the only sound that could be heard in the air was a clank. However, not a drop of blood fell down. Although the white-robed youth's body was not stained with blood, however, it was finally not as stable as before. The Aura kept pacing back and forth at the peak of lord. It was hard to understand.
However, Sicheng Anle did not show a relaxed expression.
The Pill had raised the level of power that he had to deal with. Moreover, it was a killing technique that he had used since primary school. It was impossible for him to not end the battle after such a long time.
The outcome of this battle was clearly uncertain.
However, the purple-clothed old man, who had been sitting at the table and had never interrupted, had a smile on his face. His finger gently tapped on the table. Suddenly, he stood up and softly sighed, "It's over."
Following the end of his sentence, the red and white figures suddenly separated in the air. White-clothed Youth stepped on the table, his face full of fighting spirit. Although his chest kept rising and falling, the Aura was still intact. There was not a single wound on his body.
However, the way he dealt with it had changed to how it was before, and it was even more hunched than before. His skin was grayish green, and his chest was no longer rising and falling. His eyes were wide open, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. There were no more Aura left.
In an instant, the entire front hall became silent. Sicheng Anle had completely lost his calm. The Purple Bone Fan had been broken by him. The people beside him didn't even dare to make a sound, as they were afraid that they would be in trouble.
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