4472: C4472 He Ended the Battle Quickly(part Ii)

C4472 He Ended the Battle Quickly(part Ii)

"Young Master Song, I think you are too weak, and I don't want to draw my sword!" Young Master, who was wearing a red shirt, covered his mouth and laughed sharply. “ Hurry up and beat him down so that you can prove that your participation in the Mountain and River Sacrificial Ceremony is not an undeserved reputation!"2

When Soong Mingli heard this ridicule, his expression became increasingly ugly. He was even more determined to force Lin Hao to draw his sword. He did not say anything more and suddenly charged over. The soft sword in his hand stabbed towards Lin Hao's chest.

However, the other party did not dodge and stood in the same spot. His back was straight and his expression did not even change. His fingertip directly grabbed the tip of the soft sword. With a twist of his wrist, the thick Spiritual Energy directly shattered the sword's body.

Obviously, Soong Mingli had gone crazy. The soft sword in his hand was shattered, and his body suddenly became unstable. He held the sword's hilt tightly and fell towards Lin Hao.

However, his green eyes did not have the slightest bit of panic. He even curled the corners of his mouth and showed Lin Hao a smile that he was determined to win.

In a moment, Soong Mingli raised his left hand. It was not a dagger, but a lotus hidden weapon that had been on his wrist for a long time.

As the mechanism was triggered, dozens of silver needles with snake venom were shot out at the same time. They rushed towards Lin Hao's eyes, and the silver needles flashed in the air. It was as thin as a ray of light, and as fast as a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Lin Hao.

This was not the end!

Soong Mingli bent over and slammed his hands onto the ground. The Spiritual Energy immediately pulled up the whip blade that had fallen to the ground. It used them as arrows that were strung up and attacked Lin Hao from all directions. Every move was aimed at his vital points. He had no intention of sparring with them. They were all killing moves that wanted to take his life!

However, Lin Hao suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had just seen a huge joke. He laughed very heartily.

Soong Mingli did not care why he was laughing. Instead, his expression became even more tense. He wanted to give his opponent a heavy blow. He was originally staring at the white brocade robe on Lin Hao's body, fantasizing that the white satin with cloud patterns was stained with scarlet blood. His opponent could only kneel on the ground and beg him to spare his life.

But suddenly, the target he was staring at had disappeared. The white satin with cloud patterns had disappeared in front of his eyes just like that.

Then, the Spiritual Energy in Soong Mingli's hand suddenly disappeared. Not to mention the whip blades flying around and the silver needles that were aimed at Lin Hao, they all disappeared without a trace.

Subconsciously, Soong Mingli froze on the spot. His hands were still wide open. The Spiritual Energy also subconsciously looked around, but Lin Hao was nowhere to be seen. There was not even a trace of his Aura in the air. He was the only one standing there stupidly. It was as if everything that happened just now was just a fantasy.

He looked towards Lin Hao's white-clothed female servant, but her face was the same as his, with a look of shock. The surrounding crowd also had the same expression, as if they had all been brainwashed.

Without exception, their eyes were fixed on his back, as if Lin Hao was right behind him. Thinking of this, Soong Mingli suddenly froze.

He did not dare to stand up abruptly. He could only slowly turn his head around. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

Lin Hao stood behind him with a smile on his face. With one hand behind his back and the other by his ear, he gently snapped his fingers.

"You Young Master always have so many tricks." The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were filled with a bone-piercing cold light.

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