C196 (1/2)

”Young man, don't be too aggressive.” Li Xichu sneered. He did not place Ling Hao in his eyes at all. Right now, he was pondering how his disciple, Xing Yun, had died at the hands of this youth.

When the White Tiger heard this, it couldn't help but laugh.

Ling Hao looked at Li Xi Chu and said, ”Aren't you called young man because you aren't in a good mood?”

This sentence was really good, causing everyone to be taken aback.

Thinking about it, this made sense.

Only young people would be angry. Which one of them was immature?

”You …” Li Xi Chu's face alternated between green and white as he coldly looked at Ling Hao. ”Brat, then die.”

Suddenly, he rushed over and gripped the sword at his back as a resplendent sword light burst out!

That sword of his was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Ling Hao's expression was grave. This person was four levels higher than him, so it was impossible for him to win with his strength. He could only compete in skills.

The Netherworld Sword clenched.

It instantly transformed into tens of thousands of sword shadows, shooting towards Li Xichu.

”How is this possible?!” Li Xi Chu's eyes were wide open. He actually saw the sword spirit in this brat's sword technique. Only the sword spirit could transform into tens of thousands of sword spirits.

Without time to think, Li Xi Chu immediately released his sword intent, intending to resist the power of this sword attack.

Everyone was sweating for Ling Hao's sake, but only the White Tiger's eyes shone brightly.

”Bro, I didn't expect that you were so proficient in the Dao of the Sword!”

He was already at the Sword Soul realm at such a young age, it was impossible for him to start practicing swordsmanship inside his mother's womb, right?

Ling Hao took a few steps back and slowly stabilized his body. He looked at Li Xichu and did not expect that this person's level of swordsmanship was not shallow either. Although it was not as much as his own, his true essence was extremely dense.

After all, this was the ninth level of the Sun, Moon, and Moon.

”Youngsters shouldn't be too arrogant. You don't have the qualifications right now.” Li Xichu looked at Ling Hao with disdain, thinking to himself, he's just a kid with yellow hair, what kind of strength would he have to be so arrogant?

So what if you have comprehended a Sword Soul? You still have to die!

Ling Hao laughed, ”You're not angry? You call yourself young?”

Immediately after, Ling Hao gripped the Netherworld Sword tightly and looked towards the sky.

”Monarch of the world!”

Between the heavens and the earth, corpses formed mountains of blood and seas of millions of corpses.

The white-robed youth stood atop the thousands of corpses, the sword in his right hand.

This scene appeared in the sky above. Everyone's eyes were fixated on it, and even Li Xichu was incomparably shocked.

What happened?

The youth in white had his back facing the crowd. It was only when he turned around that everyone could clearly see his appearance.

Ling Hao!

It was practically the same as Ling Hao.

”Oh my god, what's going on?”

”Look, he raised his sword!”