183: C183 Self-humiliation (2)

C183 Self-humiliation (2)

Towards Wu Hao's threat, the other party couldn't help but shiver and unconsciously shrink back, a hint of fear appearing in their eyes.2

But immediately after, he suppressed the fear in his heart and coldly said: "Don't threaten me so much, hmph …" Before, you were the only one who was unharmed. You have to explain to everyone else what exactly happened, or else you would be the one who did it! "

"Young master, why must I tell you? Who do you think you are? Just tell me and I'll tell you!" Wu Hao scoffed at his words.

"Young master, I am not here to speak with these pedantic people. If you have nothing to do, don't blindly find fault with them, otherwise …"

"Otherwise?" A trace of killing intent flashed across the youth's eyes as he coldly answered.

"You can try …" Wu Hao looked at him, killing intent flashed past his eyes, he then turned and spoke to Hu Qingyang and the rest: "Let's go, we're leaving this place, whoever blocks our way, kill them!"

Hearing that, with Hu Qingyang taking the lead, the three of them immediately released strong inner force undulations from their bodies, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to quickly churn.

Clang!

Seeing that they were about to leave, the youth and the young A member of the Lin Clan who were beaten up by Wu Hao immediately unsheathed their swords, which flashed with a cold light in the air.

"Everyone, this person clearly has a guilty conscience. He is planning to take this opportunity to leave. I hope that everyone can help to return the truth!"

The young man turned around and said to the Hundred Clan.

When these words came out, Hundred Clan immediately looked at each other. A hint of fear flashed in each of their eyes, but they did not immediately find one another.

Because of this, the youth frowned and coldly said, "Could it be that none of you want to know the truth before this?"

Once he said that, everyone looked at each other again. Then, one by one, people stood up and stood in front of Wu Hao and the rest.

"Brother, we are both Hundred Clan, please do not make things difficult for us, before this, our Hundred Clans lost many heroic souls, if we did not investigate and knew that the truth was right in front of us, we would feel extremely regretful towards the departed heroic souls, and in the future, towards the martial cultivators s of our generation, it would be a huge gap in our mental state!"

Wu Hao suddenly raised his head, looked at the member of the Five Great Clans, Hai Clan, and immediately unsheathed the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hand.

"Young Master Hu, do it!"

He ordered Hu Qingyang as his figure explosively shot out. The Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hand immediately slashed across the air, drawing a long arc in the air as he slashed towards Young Lin.

Hu Qingyang, who was originally standing beside him, had already unsheathed his treasure sword the moment he finished speaking, and aimed the tip of the sword at the young disciple of the Lin Family who had been beaten up by Wu Hao earlier.

Although Wu Hao did not say who he was going to attack, but since the thing in front of him was looking for trouble, if he did not attack, then who should he attack?

Just like this, the other juniors of the family s looked at each other, not knowing whether they should take action to stop him or not.

Clang!

Boom …

In a short moment, the sounds of swords and sabers, the sound of golden names mixed with terrifying spirit energy, started to churn violently. Wu Hao's attack was extremely powerful, the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword in his hands did not only transform into thousands of sword qi in the air, it also produced a terrifying sonic boom.

He was a warrior at the late stage of the seventh stage of the Innate realm, but he had hidden his cultivation. Now that he was in the The Secret Realm of the Trial, there was no need to hide anymore.

The berserk inner energy within his body burst out in the air and a stifling aura enveloped the surrounding area, causing everyone to be shocked.

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