80: C80 Those below the Xiantian Realm Were All Ants

C80 Those below the Xiantian Realm Were All Ants

Bing-Er had been learning martial arts from him since she was young, but she still didn't know much about martial arts. He was different though, he had experienced many years of ups and downs, and had used the same method as Haotian.0

Although the old man could not use it, he knew that it was a technique that only experts above the Xiantian realm could use.

And in today's martial arts world, Xiantian masters were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

This kind of master had already transcended the mortal world. Flying flowers to pluck leaves to hurt people, his hands to break stones, it was all a piece of cake for them.

Just now, if there was a bit of killing intent in Fan Haotian, Bing'er would have died on the spot.

This kind of powerhouse was not someone they could go up against!

"Yes... "I can't." Looking at the old man's face, although Bing'er was unwilling, she didn't dare to go against her grandpa. So she reluctantly apologized to Haotian.

"You did not let me down, but let me give you a word of advice. There are many people in this world who are stronger than you. Next time, it's best if you don't act so rashly." Haotian looked at the young girl and lightly said.

His tone was very light, but it carried a sense of aloofness that penetrated through paper.

The strong could not be humiliated, and he could not be humiliated.

If it wasn't for the fact that Haotian didn't have any malicious intentions and was an insensible girl, perhaps Haotian would have long since burned to ashes in the netherworld.

At this moment, the aura from all over Haotian's body suddenly changed.

Previously, he seemed just like a refined and refined voice, lush and verdant, with nothing special about it.

But now, he was completely exposed and his entire body was filled with an indescribable domineering aura, as if a god had descended from heaven. He looked down upon the world and looked down upon all living things, as if he was an ancient Mount Tai, overbearing and difficult to compare to.

Facing such a domineering and decisive aura from Haotian, the young girl immediately felt her heart stagnate, and her delicate body started to uncontrollably tremble. Cold sweat broke out from her back, as if she had fallen into an icy cavern.

"Mister!"

Not only the young girl, but even the old man felt the aura from Haotian's body. His aged face immediately turned anxious. He thought that Haotian still had some resentment towards Yao Bing.

He then bowed deeply to Haotian, begging him, "Sir, granddaughter Bing'er, although you are quite willful and willful, your nature is still fair and you have no ill intentions. I hope that you will forgive me and not lower yourself to her level."

Right now, the old man's heart was like a small boat in the ocean, unsettled.

Through the old man's temperament and words, one could tell that his status was not low. The things and people he came into contact with were also existences that were difficult to reach.

However, it was precisely because he was more experienced that made him more afraid.

Looking at the handsome and indifferent Haotian, the old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't think that he would meet such a character in this small Jiangnan City.

Below the Upper Sky Realm, they were ants.

As a warrior, Yao Zhenghao was very clear on how terrifying an Upper Sky warrior was. The power of an Upper Sky warrior was not something ordinary people could imagine.

At this moment, his heart, which had become quiet after going through many trials and hardships, involuntarily began to beat rapidly.

Seeing this, Haotian knew what Yao Zhenghao was worried about. He immediately said coldly: "Don't worry, I'm not in the mood to get into a bad mood with a little girl."

When Yao Zhenghao heard this, his face relaxed a little and the taut heartstrings were finally finally released. He cupped his hands together and respectfully said to Haotian:

"This old man, Yao Zhenghao, from Incredible City, greets mister. I dare to ask mister's name."

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