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Shen Qinglong's face turned ashen gray.
He never thought that the young man in front of him would have such a high status in Old Yuan's heart.
Yuan Lao personally sought justice, this is a promise that all the aristocratic families in Xihai Province cannot refute, who dares to refute Yuan Lao?
Ling Hao smiled and glanced at Shen Qinglong, jokingly saying: "Master Shen, the slap I mentioned earlier hasn't been carried out yet. What Ling says is never taken back."
"I..."
Shen Qinglong's face turned gloomy, the Shen family of Longyuan City was the face of the Hongmen in Xihai Province. As the master of the house, he himself had slapped his own face and was oppressed by a young man. If this got out, what face would the master have to continue on?
The elderly members of the Shen family also glared at each other in anger, and Ling Hao's aggressive behavior simply didn't put the Shen family in his eyes.
"What? You're still stuck on these old things, speed up a bit, every minute that passes will earn you an extra slap." Ling Hao coldly smiled as he swept his gaze over the Sheng family members who had just mocked him.
"Master Ling... This time it's our fault for being blind, I'll take the blame and just consider this a slap in the face."
An old man's face turned pale with weakness, and he slapped himself in the Shens' house. How could he stand firm in Longyuan City and among the five great Hung Gates of Xihai Province from now on?
"Did you ever think about Ling's face when you were criticizing him just now?"
"If you don't want to fight yourselves, then Ling will have to help you."
Ling Hao's expression turned cold, and with a flash of his figure, he was already standing beside an old man.
Bang!
A loud noise echoed through the living room, and the scene fell silent.
The old man who was beaten had a red face and his eyes were full of anger.
Shen Qinglong was even more humiliated, Ling Hao said he would fight and his attitude was so arrogant.
This is the Shen family, not Longjiang City.
"So fast!"
The other three Grand Masters stared at this scene in disbelief.
Just now, Ling Hao's movement was not even seen by them, and they were all Yuan Shen realm masters, and in the Western Sea Province, they could be ranked among the best.
In daily life, whoever sees him can't help but call out "Grandpa".
But now Ling Hao is so angry that he slaps him as soon as they disagree.
It's not just Lao De's face that was slapped, but also the entire Shen family's face.
The masters of several major gangs at this time did not even have a sense of schadenfreude.
Ling Hao's methods made them secretly shocked, young and ruthless, without regard for relationships.
It is said that one should always leave a thread for future use. In daily life, everyone gives each other some face.
However, Ling Hao didn't show any mercy and slapped the elder of the Shen family in front of everyone.
They don't want to bring trouble upon themselves.
They still believed in Ling Hao's ability to kill the tribulation and transcend the calamity.
They wouldn't dare and didn't want to offend a young man like him.
Yuan Lao sat not far away, watching everything with a calm expression.
These martial arts families should have been taught a lesson long ago. Now that Ling Hua has come out to do this, he not only won't refuse, but will even applaud and welcome it.
But the middle-aged man following behind Old Yuan furrowed his brow.
Ling Hao's unreasonable slap in the face is really a bit too much.
Yuan Lao remained silent, and he couldn't stop him either.
However, in his heart, Zhongnian's impression of Linghao had become extremely poor.
How could a Da Neng who crossed the tribulation be in front of the Yuan family, let alone those who surpassed the Da Neng who crossed the tribulation, they would not dare to be arrogant.
"Do you still need Mr. Ling to do it personally?"
Ignoring the old man's angry glare, Ling Hao turned his back on him and swept a cold gaze over the other members of the Shen family.
"How dare you hit me?"
The old man who was beaten came to his senses, let out a loud roar, and the inner strength in his body suddenly erupted, bursting out in all directions. The air was filled with a "whooshing" sound.
And this punch was extremely sudden, it had already reached Ling Huo's back before anyone could react.
"This is terrible! You actually launched a sneak attack. How despicable!" Hong Ziyi exclaimed.
The others were also stunned.
Even if it's a great ability to cross the tribulation boundary, the back is always the weakest place for a martial artist.
This blow, even if Ling Hao won't be seriously injured, at least he will suffer some injury.
It might be fatal!
"Get out!"
Ling Hao turned his head suddenly, staring at the old man, with a slight curl of his lips, he shouted loudly.
A stream of white mist like a long dragon shot out from his mouth and collided with the old man's fist, like a bomb.
Crack!
The old man's arm twisted open in an instant, like a sesame flower.
The shoulder bone protrudes from his back, and he has lost the ability to fight.
"This..."
"His breath can kill people!"
At this scene, all four of the Hongmen's people inhaled a mouthful of cold air.
It's not difficult for a warrior to hurt someone with his breath, but it depends on who the opponent is.
The Shén family elder was a master of the Seventh Layer of the Primordial Spirit, and yet under sudden attack, Líng Hào managed to severely injure him with a single breath.
This requires having an overwhelming advantage over the opponent.
Crossing tribulations is truly crossing great tribulation boundary.
Shen Qinglong and several others were shocked in their hearts.
Twenty-year-olds Du Jie and Da Neng, they had never met before in their lives, absolutely unprecedented.
Feeling everyone's shock, Ling Hao's expression remained calm and composed, without any hint of triumph.
Never mind that he is not in a tribulation period now, even if it were a tribulation period, what's the big deal? It's just the beginning of his cultivation journey.
Moreover, having injured a Yuan Shen realm ant is nothing to be proud of.
As for what others think, he can't control it.
A group of frogs in a well looking at the sky.
Sitting at the bottom of the well, they saw Ling Huan's methods and felt shocked. If they had seen a cultivator who could split mountains and rivers with one palm and shatter a star with one fist, they would probably have been scared to death.
"Do we still need Ling to take action?"
Ling Hao didn't even glance at the injured old man and instead indifferently swept his gaze over Shen Qinglong.
"I...I hit."
Shen Qinglong's face was ashen, his fists clenched tightly.
Several other elderly members of the Shen family also nodded with bitter faces at the same time.
Even if they were burning with anger in their hearts, with Yuan Lao by their side and Lin Pingzhi by their side, coupled with Ling Huan's own strength being too strong.
They were born without a rebellious heart.
"This time, the Shens have really fallen, offending so many young people for the sake of a woman."
"Who would have thought that at the age of twenty or so, he could actually reach the Tribulation Realm? Truly a hero emerges in his youth."
The three major Hung Mun masters and their disciples all had bitter smiles in their hearts, sitting like pins on a cushion.
Today's event was a Hung Mun gathering, but unexpectedly the host was kicked out by someone else and didn't dare to complain.
After all, it's just a matter of insufficient strength.
"It seems like we need to pay more attention to young people from now on."
In an instant, several major powers began to weigh in.
They are a big family in their own city, with the backing of the Hung Mun, and their underlings have been arrogant for many years.
They also used every trick in the book when playing with women outside.
If they had really offended someone like Ling Huan, their situation would be far worse than that of the Shens.
After all, the Shen family's position in the Hongmen is higher than theirs.
"Now that we've decided, let's get started. Time is money, and Ling will start charging soon."
Time is money.
Grass, it's simply not giving people a way to live.
How much determination does it take to beat oneself?
"Today, Shen Mou admitted defeat."
Shen Qinglong took a deep breath, raised his palm and hesitated for a long time before slapping himself hard in the face.
Just now several elderly men who had spoken also lowered their heads, reddened their eyes and severely scolded themselves.
Today at the Hung Men convention, they lost face in front of their families.
It will soon spread throughout the Hung Mun.
But if they were to compete in a real martial arts competition, they would definitely be laughed at.
Lin Ping and others were indifferent to all this. They had seen Ling Huan's thunderous methods before, but seeing him take action today still felt shocking.
(End of chapter)
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