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He did not know where Lin Hua had gone to, but he could feel a faint killing intent in Lin Hua's eyes. He was probably going to seek revenge.

As he said this, Liu Xiabao's face reddened. Lin Chu turned his head to look at Liu Xiabao and waved his hand, "Don't follow me."

If he let Liu Xiabao follow him, it would definitely implicate him. He was not a selfish person, so there was no need to force his grudge onto others.

Hearing this, Liu Xiabao's eyes revealed a dull look as he nodded.

Looking at Lin Hua's retreating back, Ma Lan and the others looked at Liu Xiabao and said, "Sister Liu, he won't go solo to challenge that group of people right?"

The eyes of Malan and the others were filled with worship as they spoke.

At that moment, Lin Chu already walked out of the mountain range, and at the same time, he also picked two rank 3 medicines. He had been isolated in the formation that the Wood Emperor laid for too long, so there were many rank 3 medicines that grew.

From the conversation Liu Xiabao had with the others, he learned that the four of them had obtained a Rank 4 Elixir, so it could be said that this isolated formation contained too many spiritual materials.

At this moment, Lin Hu's eyes lit up as he saw two people that he was extremely familiar with being surrounded by a figure that he was also familiar with.

"Zhao Meng!" "Martial Hall disciples kill each other, do you know the consequences?"

The two heavily injured people were naturally the two people that Li Si Lang had spoken up for him when he was chasing after him. And this Zhao Meng was that Senior Martial Brother Wu Tang with ill intentions …

When he thought about how the Wood Emperor had lost his life for the sake of the high righteousness of the human race, and how he had bumped into Zhao Meng and killed his own clansmen, he inexplicably felt a surge of anger rushing to his head.

However, he didn't rush forward and instead silently watched from the sidelines.

The two young men in front of him were severely injured, and the blood on their abdomen had stopped flowing under the suppression of Qi.

At this moment, two youths of the Martial Hall were sitting under a tree, staring at the five people in front of them.

"Why did you kill us!?" Breathing heavily, the two weaker Martial Hall disciples coughed as they spoke.

"I need your blood essence." Zhao Meng licked his lips.

Lin Hua's eyes narrowed. I need your blood essence, why do you sound so familiar!

He finally understood why the next scene was so familiar. The black Qi surrounding Zhao Meng's body gradually spread out. The peak of Stage Ten Martial Disciple cultivation instantly approached the Martial Spirit Realm.

"You, you, you! What kind of cultivation technique is this, to be able to increase your cultivation so much. "

Despair ignited in the hearts of the two disciples. The imposing manner in front of them had already made it so that they could not even resist.

Not only Zhao Meng, but the other four behind him also released their black qi. Looking at their state, Lin Hu instantly thought of the black clothed man, then he thought of the Lin Family's miserable state, and also thought of his dead Grandfather Huang and the missing Xiao Yue'er.

He originally wanted to kill Zhao Meng to end this calamity. But now, he wanted to kill this person even more. The black-robed figure definitely had a mastermind behind it, yet as a member of the Cloud City, he voluntarily joined in.

Right now, he felt extremely regretful towards Senior Mu Huang. To lose his life for such a person, it was simply not worth it.

He stood at the back of the mountain with his aura restrained to its lowest point, slowly calming down the restlessness of his martial aura.

"Your blood essence should be better than the three of them!" "Hehehe."

Zhao Meng revealed an extremely sinister smile. The two disciples of the Martial Hall shouted in anger, "I was wondering why the three of them disappeared for no reason. So it was because the three of you sucked up all the blood essence."

"Now that you know, what do you want to do?"

The words he said made the two of them silent. The difference in strength was too great. As Stage Nine martial artists, they were simply not his match.

"I want to blow your head off to pay tribute to the souls of the dead."

The sudden voice caused the two injured Martial Hall disciples to be stunned, then they turned their heads with great difficulty.1

The young man Zhao Meng's eyes changed slightly and he turned his head around. Since the young man dared to converse with him when he was infinitely close to the Martial Spirit Realm, he must be stronger than him.

When his eyes met Lin Hu's, he was stunned for a moment before bursting out in laughter.

"The Heavens do not disappoint this old man who has always been looking for you. I never thought that you would deliver yourself to my doorstep. Since that's the case, then I'll leave your blood essence behind. Hahahaha."

Zhao Meng laughed loudly. The four men in black behind him also laughed. At this moment, they looked at him as if they were sure that he would eat Zhao Meng.

As for the two injured Martial Hall disciples, the hopeful expressions in their eyes had turned into disappointment.

They recognized Lin Hu. Naturally, it was the slovenly disciple that had just entered the Martial Hall and was being shouted at and killed by Li Si Lang. At this moment, their eyes were filled with pity as they looked at Lin Hu.

It was a pity that this kid's brain wasn't clear that he had run out.

Why did Zhao Meng come to him? It must have been Liu Xiabao and the others who said that Zhao Meng had been bribed by Li Si Lang to kill him. However, the corners of Lin Hu's mouth revealed a faint smile as he looked at the five people in front of him.

When he was at the Lin Clan Residence, he even dared to take a bite out of Lin Hua, who was a martial king after he had transformed into a black body. How could he be afraid of the few people in front of him?

After Zhao Meng's body had been infused with black qi, he had approached the Martial Spirit Realm. As for the other four people who had reached Stage Ten Martial Disciples after the black qi had entered into their bodies, Zhao Meng had not shown any fear at all.

Facing Zhao Meng, who had vowed to eat him up, a faint smile still appeared on his face. In his eyes, the person before him was just a clown.

"Oi, I say, quickly run. You're not a match for them."

The two injured people sat under the tree, and their faces were ashen as they looked in the direction of the forest bud.

However, seeing that Lin Hu still didn't make a move, the two of them shook their heads. The slovenly young man in front of them didn't make a move, they really had no idea what he was thinking.

"Hehe, the two of you have called me 'senior brother' for so long. Then, I'll mercifully allow you two to die. Just look at this arrogant and ignorant fellow's ending, and that would be the end for you two."

After releasing the black gas, General Xie's face was filled with a sinister expression. He looked at Lin Hua who was forty meters away and slowly walked over.

"How does it feel to sell one's soul and body to someone else?"

The two injured Martial Hall disciples didn't know what to say.

However, Zhao Meng was stupefied when he heard this. The four disciples behind him were also stunned. They all looked in Lin Hu's direction.

Zhao Meng's originally playful expression slowly disappeared. As his killing intent spread, a strong killing intent emerged, "How do you know?"

Lin Hu, who had both hands on his head, had a long and thin blade of grass at the corner of his mouth. He put his right hand down and took out the old divine stick from his storage bag before placing it on his right shoulder.

"The people who are about to die talk so much nonsense."

The weeds at the corner of his mouth bulged out as he slightly raised his head. The corners of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile as he looked towards Meng Meng.

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