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"You guard the entrance. No one is allowed. No, anything alive is allowed to come near." Lin Hao said softly, with a firm step forward without hesitation at his feet, and his eyes fixed on the plaque with the three characters of "Tianshu hall", a feeling of tenderness rose again in his heart.

These people's throats moved, looking at the several people who fell on the ground, they did not dare to make any resistance any more, but walked silently one after another and left the team of nearly 100 people carefully.

Don't say they don't dare to fight for themselves, and don't say they are so bullying. They just need to take a look at those people who are nailed to the ground by the blade, and they will understand why they choose to comply with their fears and withdraw from this area in the case of a large number of people and great momentum.

Those people's shoulders are embedded with sharp blades that only show a small end, and their arms must be useless for at least a month. Lin Hao knows that he is really a little annoyed by these people, so his hands are a little heavy. The blades are not stabbed in the flesh, but stuck in the gap between his shoulder blades.

But what he didn't know was that although there were almost a hundred cannon fodder on the scene, how could he have that kind of cultivation and insight to see where he sent the blade and hit the key?

What they are most afraid of is when they notice that the blade enters the body, but there is no fresh blood splashing out - the young man in white actually, as he said, will not drop a trace of their blood in front of the emperor's tomb.

This shows that when the blade is hit, it is not because the speed is too fast that the blood has not flowed out, but it has been blocked under the wound. That is to say, this person's spiritual control is extremely fine. When the blade is hit, it is also covered with fire, and the blood is burned before splashing.

But no matter which method is used, it has extremely high strength and technical requirements for itself. From the point of view of no blood loss, this person is not what they can afford.

So young, so terrible... Some of these people silently thought that there were such characters in the mainland besides those emperors, which was terrible ·

they left one by one in silence, and some of them were kind-hearted, so they took their comatose companions with them, and explained what it was called me to wave my sleeve with action, Except for my cannon fodder, not a cloud.

Lin Hao watched all this quietly, until there was no longer a strange breath in the scope of his soul power exploration. Then he sighed inexplicably, turned his head and walked towards the tomb of emperor zhetianshu.

He doesn't know yet. As soon as these people go out, they are like frying the pan. They preach the true face of Lin Hao, the God of death in white. They exaggerate and exaggerate his strength. They want to spread it to every living person.

It's a pity that Lin Hao's ability to cover up his breath is too good, and this group of cannon fodder is too weak - in their view, especially the mustard, Lin Hao is too young to reach the realm of Emperor Wu. At most, he is just the peak of Emperor Wu.

So they think that they have distorted the facts, and they give Lin Hao the power of Emperor Wu, waiting for the other party to be beaten in the face by the more powerful characters, but they don't know that this is the real power of the other party.