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"Brat, watch carefully." After speaking, Xuan Yuan turned into a beam of golden light and struck into the void.

With an explosion, Luo Bingwen spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the three people in front of him in disbelief.

"How is this possible? My Seven Stars Arrows Formation can even trap and kill Divine level cultivators. You, how did you manage to dodge it?" "And how did you find the Formation Aperture? That's impossible. Are you a late stage Divine Soul or fusion stage master?" Luo Bingwen looked at Wang Hao in fear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't die, I let you down. As for your question, I don't want to answer it." Wang Hao looked at Luo Bingwen teasingly, "Since I'm not dead, why don't you give me something? "After all, I am in such danger within your array. At the very least, I should be able to pay some spiritual damage or something."

Mental damages? What is it? A big question mark appeared in Luo Bingwen's mind, but from the way he said it, it seemed like he did not want to offend Luo Shuiwen, so he killed the two of them. Thinking of this, Luo Bingwen began to feel good about himself again, "As long as this friend hands over Xin Yang, I can pay him back, and this incident will never happen."

"En, this request is also very reasonable." Hearing Wang Hao's words, Xin Yang's mood dropped to an underestimation, but Luo Bingwen was very happy, "However, let me see your sincerity first. If I'm not satisfied with what you've given me, I will be very unhappy.

"You dare to kill me? I am a disciple of the Luoshui Pavilion. I can give you everything, but you must also give me that brat behind you. "

"What is this Luoshui Pavilion?" Have you heard of it? " Wang Hao turned around and asked Mu Rong Yan. Mu Rong Yan also knew that Wang Hao was playing with Luo Bingwen, so she said, "Luo Shui Pavilion doesn't seem to be that big of a deal. It must be a sect."

"Oh, so it's not something like that. Since it's not something good, then it's not easy to deal with. Take out all the good things in your sect and waste your own cultivation. I won't kill you, look at me, if you want to kill me, I won't kill your sect." Wang Hao said to the two as he stretched his arms and shrugged his shoulders.

It was only then that Luo Bingwen realized that this man had been playing with him all this time. Anger assaulted his heart, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, crazily rushing towards Wang Hao.

"Sigh, I told you to cripple your own cultivation, but you refused to listen. You even wanted me to take action. Really …" Wang Hao finished speaking and sent a sword qi towards Luo Bingwen's Dantian.

Luo Bingwen, who had rushed towards Wang Hao, kneeled down in front of him. His face was as pale as a piece of paper. Looking at her senior brother being crippled in the distance, the woman in red staggered back a few steps and then sat down on the ground.

"I'll leave the rest to you," Wang Hao said to Xin Yang, who was standing behind him. "I'll leave the rest to you," Wang Hao said to Xin Yang, who was standing behind him.

An hour later, Xin Yang appeared before the two of them and bowed deeply, "Thank you, brother, for saving me. This is their storage pouch. The other one is my thanks to brother." Xin Yang handed two storage bags over to Wang Hao. At the same time, he took out another storage bag and said to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was not polite. He took the storage pouches of the two men and searched for something inside. After a while, Wang Hao took out a jade slip and threw the storage bag into his own ring.

Mu Rong Yan looked at Wang Hao with a puzzled expression. Could it be that this guy had some sort of plan? Or was he on the same side as Xin Yang? His goal was the jade chip in his hands.

Wang Hao noticed that Murong Yan seemed to be scared, and asked in confusion: "Junior Sister Murong, what's wrong? "It seems like he's afraid of something?"

Murong Yan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the other party wanted to silence her? "No, no, I don't know anything. I can see everything. Please don't cripple my cultivation." With that, she glanced at the jade slip in Wang Hao's hand.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Hao reached out to touch Murong Yan's forehead, scaring her so much that she didn't even dare to move. Wang Hao noticed that Murong Yan had inadvertently glanced at the jade slip in his hand. "If you want to see, then I'll show it to you."

Mu Rong Yan shook her head like a rattle, and quickly said, "No, no."

Wang Hao looked at Murong Yan in bewilderment as he muttered to himself, "Isn't it just a simple introduction to formations? It makes it seem like a treasure." He then insinuated his Spiritual Awareness into the book to read the information inside.

"Brother, do you know anything about formations?" Xin Yang heard Wang Hao's question.

"My name is Su Xiaoyu, and because I haven't studied it before, I'm planning to study it now." Wang Hao felt a little embarrassed as he said this.

Since he didn't want to ruin his interest by researching it, perhaps he might actually succeed. So he said, "Since Brother Su has this idea, I just happen to have a detailed explanation of the formation, so I'll give it to you." With that, he handed Wang Hao a jade slip.

"You really don't know each other?" As Wang Hao received the jade letter from Xin Yang, Murong Yan's cautious voice sounded in his ear.

"Do you think we should know each other?" What's wrong with this little beauty Murong today? She's always asking messy questions. Wang Hao thought to himself as he asked. Xin Yang also looked at Murong Yan strangely.

Mu Rong Yan patted her two proud mountains and exhaled, as though a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

"Don't you want to know why the two disciples of the Luoshui Pavilion chased me?" Xin Yang could also tell that Wang Hao didn't seem like a vile and ungrateful little person. As for that beautiful little girl, she seemed like a child that hadn't grown up yet.

"If Brother Xin Yang is willing to say it, we're also willing to listen to it, or see what kind of treasure it is. If it's inconvenient, then there's no need." Wang Hao said indifferently, but Murong Yan was staring at him curiously.

"Actually, I won't hide this from the two of you. The reason they chased me is because of this." As he spoke, Xin Yang took out an ancient looking insignia from his storage pouch. On it was the word "Chi Yang."

"Scarlet Sun Token!" Wang Hao and Murong Yan exclaimed in unison.

It seemed that these two were not simple. These were the three's current thoughts. Most rogue cultivators had never seen the Scarlet Sun Token Sword Competition before, so they would not recognize each other.

"So the two of you are also here for the Lantau Island Red Sun Secret Realm?" Xin Yang asked tentatively. Right, let me formally introduce him, "You all know my name. Xin Yang, the Demonic Sect's disciple."

"Demonic Cultivator of the Demonic Sect?" Before Wang Hao could say anything, Mu Rong Yan looked at Xin Yang with a strange expression, "Why do you look just like us?"

His words were like thunder that struck Wang Hao and Xin Yang. The two of them looked at each other, filled with doubt. What do you mean look the same as us? Haven't we been together for a long time? Just as the two of them were puzzled, Murong Yan whispered, "I thought the Demon Cultivator's looks were lofty, with a long horn on his head and three heads and six arms on his head. He looks the same as us, so why does Master say that Demon Cultivators are all terrifying?"

Xin Yang was very depressed. So it turned out that in the eyes of others, Demon Cultivators were adults to scare children. However, Wang Hao couldn't help but laugh out loud.