"It's you guys, it's bad life, it provokes me!" Zhou Hao leaned close to each other and said, "You may not know that Roadhog died by my sword, right? Hehe..."

Meng Wuyou's pupils dilated instantly, his eyes full of horror.

Zhou Hao Jiejie smiled, withdrew the sword and retreated, and then abandoned the sword on the ground.

In front of everyone, he said to Meng Wuyou: "The swordsmanship of Prince Meng is really superb, and I am really surprised at Xia! I will leave here, bye bye, Prince Meng!"

After speaking, leave.

Just listen to Meng Wuyou shouting from behind: "You let my brother go, I will give you three thousand taels!"

Zhou Hao was silent and did not reply.

"Five thousand taels! I will give you five thousand taels!"

...

"Twelve thousand!"

"I beg you not to touch my brother!"

...

Meng Wuyou screamed, but Zhou Hao had gone away, his figure had disappeared.

He was also surrounded by the crowd, and his voice was buried.

No one knew that there was a strange invisible sword energy in his throat, making him afraid to move. As long as he moved, the sword energy would instantly cut his throat!

This sword qi was actually a special sword qi that Zhou Hao had studied for a long time, but it should be said that it was a sword qi.

Because Zhou Hao was practicing the sword aura at the time, and the sword aura he had just released was temporarily trying to emit it like a sword aura, but he did not expect it to be released!

This sword aura is not only capable of dying and controlling people, it is also highly poisonous, and it is extremely easy to kill people!

"Master Meng, great! You smashed that brash man!"

"Master Meng is worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Heaven Sect, swordsmanship is really good!"

"Isn't that right? Before Young Master Meng made a move, he scared away the splash!"

"Unfortunately, I didn't have to watch Master Meng's actual swordsmanship."

...

Everyone surrounds Meng Wuyou and you praise him every word, but no one knows his current difficulties.

Now he really wants to cry without tears, calling every day not to, and calling the ground unworkable!

Thinking that he was already half-dead, and thinking that his younger brother was about to die, he couldn't help trembling physically and mentally, and he couldn't help but panic!

I beg you to help me, I don't want your flattery!

But at this moment, he didn't hold the sword in his hand, "He fell to the ground with a crash.

Someone bent over very enthusiastically to pick it up. After picking it up, they didn't rush to Meng Wuyou, but took it back and forth to watch the motorcycle.

But when this person watched carefully, he suddenly found the name engraved on the blade, and then stared at Meng Wuyou, hesitated to speak...

Meng Wuyou also saw this scene, and was immediately shocked, and a layer of shame on his face.

As the name on the sword was not Meng Wuyou's name spread, everyone only became suspicious, and suspected that the name of the Meng Grand Master was not true, and it was a false name!

However, at this time, Meng Wuyou couldn't move, and couldn't explain it.

...

Zhou Hao has left the Jujian Poetry Club, and went down to Juqiu alone, and went to Qinggang City Xiyu Building to find Meng Wulu's silver, and—

--kill!

Just when he went down Juqiu, a system prompt sounded in his head:

"Ding! It is detected that the host has hunted and killed a monk of the first layer of the mysterious spirit realm, experience points +41, evolution points +31!"

"Ding! It is detected that the host's experience points are full, congratulations to the host's upgrade to the eighth level of the mysterious spirit realm!"

"Ding! It is detected that the human monk possesses the skill "Holy Heaven Flying Star Sword Technique" (incomplete), do you deprive it?"

...

"No!" Zhou Hao decisively rejected.

It seems that Meng Wuyou is really a weak chicken. He barely entered the Profound Spirit Realm when he was in his twenties, and his sword skills were still incomplete... it was enough.