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  The sudden change on the battlefield caught everyone off guard, and at the moment when Ding Hao made his move, Xia Feng's face, as well as Duanmu Shi's, underwent a not-so-subtle transformation.

  This is their martial arts gathering, and they specifically said, just a touch will do.

  Ding Hao killing people here is slapping them in the face.

  Slap them in the face of their five ancestors.

  Piaoyou Peak is the first sect of Huaxia, and although Ding Hao comes from a family of Taoist masters, there is still a significant gap between him and the first sect.

  If it weren't for the consideration of the ancient clan behind the Ding family, Ding Hao would have been dead by now.

  Fortunately, Han Yexiang didn't die!

  Everyone's eyes fell on Ling Hao, who had transformed into an ordinary boy, and every expression was extremely vivid.

  They were all stunned, but a young boy was the first to react.

  And with a casual wave of his hand, he unexpectedly dissolved Ding Hao's offensive.

  "This kid is pretty good!" Du Mu Shi smiled faintly: "Xue Lao Gui, what did you make out from this kid's footwork just now?"

  "The devil's movement is unpredictable, like a thunderbolt. I've never seen such footwork before." The old man known as Snowy Ghost shook his head and continued: "In the Huaxia Sect, only the Phantom Peak should have this kind of footwork. We need to ask Master Xia Feng about it."

  "Two of them, I have a total of 749 gate step methods, some are stronger than this set, and some are weaker. But among them, there is no such step method as the one this young man has just demonstrated." Xia Feng's gaze fell on Ling Hao, speculating: "Perhaps his identity is closely related to this step method."

  "Could it be... that this kid is also a disciple of the Artistic Family?"

  Everyone has doubts and speculations in their minds.

  Because of Ding Hao's tyrannical attack, Ding Hao, who was already on the verge of collapse after being defeated by Half-Step Tribulation, didn't have any strength left.

  On the scene, apart from these true tribulation boundary great abilities that can withstand, who else can withstand?

  "Thank you!"

  Han Ye's beautiful eyes fell on Ling Hao's face, and she secretly rejoiced in her heart.

  If it weren't for the ordinary boy in front of her, she would have been ruined.

  "That set of kung fu moves isn't bad, I like it. But to dare go on stage without mastering the skills is truly foolish."

  Ling Hao patted his palm, his eyes fell on Han Yexiang, with a sarcastic expression on his face.

  Qinglian Decree is also a top-notch internal skill and mental method in the Tianlong Continent. There was once a great ability to enter the spiritual realm with internal strength, creating unparalleled glory, and trampling a group of cultivators underfoot.

  Han Ye Seul is still far from it by 180,000 miles.

  However, being able to achieve this in such a short period of time made Ling Hao extremely satisfied.

  "I..."

  Han Yexiang's tone was slightly choked with anger. This kid was really arrogant and dared to mock her.

  Before, only Ling Hao dared to speak to him like that; now these young men were all too arrogant.

  "Alright, go down now, I still want to experience Young Master Ding's skills."

  Ling Hao's words had barely fallen when he casually gave a push, and an invisible force easily sent Han Yexiang tumbling off the stage.

  "Bastard!"

  Han Yexiang gritted her teeth, just now that one push, she clearly felt that her chest had been deliberately pinched.

  "Not bad, firm but not losing softness, this young master likes it."

  Ling Hao smiled and spoke softly, then looked at Ding Hao's gloomy face.

  "With a wave of his hand, he killed the woman in the Yuanshen realm. Ling Huan's face was filled with disdain as he slowly said: 'In this life, Lin has always looked down on those who kill women the most. It's really embarrassing for the Daoist family.'"

  "Who is it? How dare you interfere with Young Master's affairs?"

  Ding Hao's gaze fell on Ling Huan, his eyes narrowing slightly. To dare speak to him like that and be able to easily withstand his moves, he must be a Tribulation Realm Great Adept.

  Either from a family of Taoist arts or an ancient tribe.

  The eighteen major families of martial artists are scattered all over the place, but they gather together every year. He had never seen Ling Hua before.

  As for Gu Zu, Ding Hao had never seen him before and couldn't make any guesses.

  Ling Hao swept his gaze over Ding Hao, the corner of his mouth curling up: "You dare to call yourself Young Master in front of me? Even the old master of the Ding family wouldn't dare treat me with such disrespect."

  Ling Hao smiled faintly and said slowly, "There's a 'hao' character in my name, but it should be the 'hao' of wastefulness! I'm putting away my young master nature, my name is Lin Hao, from the ancient tribe!"

  "What?!"

  "An ancient tribe?"

  "This kid is actually a disciple of the Gu tribe?"

  "No wonder, no wonder that step just now was unpredictable and mysterious, compared to us who are still in the tribulation realm, it's faster by countless times."

  The scene erupted into chaos when they heard Ling Huafeng's calm and collected words.

  Warriors from all over the world were shocked beyond measure.

  Ancient clan disciples...

  This identity was much greater than Ding Hao's, and even Xia Fengzhu and Duanmu Shi were slightly shocked.

  The old man from Yao Shen Valley couldn't help but smile wryly, saying: "I didn't expect that even a disciple of the Gu tribe would come out, this time our martial arts conference is indeed very attractive."

  "Is there a Lin family in the ancient tribe?" The old man of Xue Shan asked doubtfully.

  Just now they all had some guesses, but no one dared to conclude. Ling Hao himself said it out, and they were convinced without a doubt.

  It also confirmed their speculation.

  "The Snow Sect Master, an ancient and mysterious clan with no bounds. Even our own Xuan Yue Peak cannot investigate clearly, only knowing that there are four major families, but no Lin family."

  However, who can guarantee that there are only these four families in the ancient clan? Xia Feng shook his head and was also somewhat uncertain about Ling Huan's identity.

  "In my opinion, this kid doesn't seem to be lying. Just now his footwork was seen, dragon and tiger leaping, one step like smoke, even we can't do it. Even the Floating Peak doesn't have such a skill, in the whole of China, only the ancient tribe has it."

  "Not bad, if it weren't for the ancient clan, I really wouldn't believe that anyone else has the ability to cultivate such an excellent young man." The old man of Buigui Mountain narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly.

  "Ku... Ku tribe!"

  Ding Hao's face suddenly changed greatly. The family of their school relied on the ancient clan behind them, so they knew the strength and mystery of the ancient clan.

  "No, there is no Lin surname in the ancient clan, it's impossible to deceive me." After a moment of contemplation, Ding Hao's face turned darker than ever: "It's impossible to deceive Young Master Ben."

  "Little snake, come!"

  Ding Hao made a move with his hand, and the giant python suddenly slithered down, landing on the battlefield with a loud crash.

  A pair of deep eyes stared at Ling Hao with a gloomy gaze.

  "Do you want to use this little snake to oppress me?"

  Ling Hao's mouth curled up, his hand moved slightly, and Xiao Bai let out a loud roar as his body suddenly expanded, transforming into a majestic white lion with four paws treading the air, landing beside Ling Hao.

  "Your pet and my little white one are a bit of a mismatch."

  The White Lion swallowed the Spiritual Fruit and had already reached the sixth layer of the Tribulation Realm, just one step away from crossing the third tribulation to reach the seventh layer.

  Ding Hao's giant python was also in the sixth layer of the Tribulation Realm, and had gone through two calamities, but it didn't have any spiritual energy to wash its marrow, it was just an ordinary demonic beast.

  "Is... is this the white lion we recreated ten days ago?"

  Duanmu Shi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xia Feng with suspicion.

  "No, this one is stronger than the other. If we had encountered this beast ten days ago, none of us would have been able to escape." Xia Feng's master slightly shook her head, she could feel the pressure emanating from the White Lion with just a glance.

  Crossing the four-layer tribulation and crossing the six-layer tribulation, although both have passed the second tribulation, but the gap is very large.

  Ten days ago, White Lion crossed the Tribulation of Five Realms.

  (End of Chapter)

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