The powerful cultivators in the city

The old man was very angry.

"That's right, my master is an internal force warrior. No matter how powerful you are, you can't be his opponent."

Zhu Xishan said sternly, "Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, my master will find you. You're dead!"

"If your master knew that I was a master, would he still avenge you?"

Chen Hao said lightly, and with a casual move, a stone more than ten meters away automatically flew over and fell into his hand.

Zhu Xishan's face froze with a sarcastic expression.

"You...are you really a master?"

When he was shocked, he didn't even care about the pain. He wiped his eyes hard with his hands and stuttered when he spoke.

Was the scene just now a sight to behold...

"What do you think?"

Chen Hao threw the stone gently.

After the stone rose to the highest point, it did not fall, but remained suspended in the air, as if held by an invisible force.

"Release the inner strength and capture objects out of thin air..."

Zhu Xishan stared blankly, his face twisted unconsciously, and he muttered.

These eight words are the criteria for judging a martial arts master. Although he knew them, he had never seen them.

Today, he finally saw them with his own eyes.

I can't believe that a dragon is hidden in this inconspicuous place, Donglin!

Originally, Chen Hao said that he was a master and that he would let him go. Unfortunately, he not only did not believe it, but thought that Chen Hao was bragging, and deliberately said that he would torture and kill Qu Lingling to anger Chen Hao.

As a result, he not only killed himself, but also lost his master's life.

For a moment, Zhu Xishan regretted it to the extreme.

"Give me your master's phone number."

Chen Hao said indifferently.

Although he didn't care about Zhu Xishan's master, if the other party came to seek revenge, he would definitely find Qu Lingling first, which would be a trouble. This hidden danger must be eliminated in advance.

After all, he couldn't protect Qu Lingling all the time.

"My master doesn't have a phone. He never uses these modern communication tools."

However, Zhu Xishan smiled bitterly.

"Then how can I contact him?"

Chen Hao frowned.

"Unless you let me go and take me to find my master, he will definitely come."

Zhu Xishan panted hard, "Because my junior brother Xia Mingyuan is his only son. If I die here, my master will come to Donglin to continue investigating and find Qu Lingling."

As he said this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He understood why Chen Hao, as a master, still cared about his master. It was obviously because of Qu Lingling.

This is a chance to survive.

"You're dreaming. Even if I let you go, you won't live long."

Chen Hao naturally understood his thoughts and sneered.

The metal shuttle magic weapon seemed to have only broken Zhu Xishan's left leg, but in fact the power contained in it had already penetrated Zhu Xishan's body and was rapidly destroying his vitality.

If Zhu Xishan was not a warrior, he would have died long ago.

Zhu Xishan's face changed, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a wow.

"What's your master's name? What does he look like?"

Chen Hao asked.

Since it is impossible to avoid the other party coming to seek revenge, the only way is to take precautions.

"Since I'm going to die, why should I tell you?"

Zhu Xishan was filled with hatred, "Chen Hao, although you are a master, my master doesn't know. Unless you can keep Qu Lingling under your nose, she will most likely be caught by my master and then be ruthlessly destroyed. Even if you can kill my master to avenge her, your woman will not be able to survive. Maybe before she dies, she will be tortured by my master and die more miserably than me, hahahaha!"

He laughed wildly.

"It seems that you have given up."

Chen Hao was not angry either, and said lightly, "But I tell you, Zhu Xishan, it's not that easy for you to die in front of me."

As he spoke, Chen Hao ejected a stream of magic power and sank into Zhu Xishan's body.

Immediately, the magic power quickly restored Zhu Xishan's internal injuries.

But just as he was restored, the destructive power of the metal shuttle magic weapon caused damage again.

Then the magic power is restored, and the power of the magic weapon is destroyed again...

"Ahhh... What did you do to me?"

Zhu Xishan was in so much pain that he rolled on the ground and yelled madly.

"I just want you to understand that death is not terrible, but the suffering before death is the most terrible."

Chen Hao said coldly, "If you don't

"This state will continue. I can guarantee that you will not die for at least a few months."

"I'll tell you everything..."

Zhu Xishan collapsed completely after hearing this. "I have a wallet in my arms, and inside it is a photo of my master. His name is Xia Yuanlong, and he is a martial artist in the early stage of internal strength."

Chen Hao reached out and grabbed the wallet from Zhu Xishan's jacket.

When he opened it, there was indeed a photo inside, a photo of three people.

The two people in front were Zhu Xishan and Xia Mingyuan.

Behind the two was a middle-aged man in his fifties with a black beard. He looked a bit like Xia Mingyuan, so he must be Xia Yuanlong.

"Besides the three of you, who else is there in your sect?"

Chen Hao asked, looking at the photo.

"No one else. My master's wife died of illness many years ago."

Zhu Xishan panted painfully, "But my master has always been erratic. I don't know whether he has contact with other martial artists. "

Chen Hao nodded and held up the metal shuttle: "I'll ask you one last time, where did you get this thing? How can you use it?"

"It belongs to my master. As for how he got it, I don't know."

Zhu Xishan said with difficulty, "But the method of use was studied by my master after a long time of exploration. If it wasn't for me to investigate the cause of death of Junior Brother Xia and avoid danger, he wouldn't give it to me. Apart from anything else, my master would come to Donglin just for this magic weapon."

Chen Hao nodded again, waved his hand, and drew out the magic power that restored vitality from Zhu Xishan's body.

There's nothing to ask.

"I want to know, almost every master is a famous figure in the world, why have I never heard of you?"

Zhu Xishan stared at him, "And you are so young? How did you practice?"

He really couldn't figure out these questions.

"I'm not a master. "

Chen Hao shook his head.

Zhu Xishan was shocked and looked puzzled.

"Before, you ridiculed me and asked me why I didn't say I was a god."

Chen Hao said slowly, "Now I will let you witness the moment of miracle with your own eyes."

As he said this, he used his magic power to drive the metal shuttle to land at his feet, and then lifted himself up and slowly rose into the air.

Although the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage cannot fly in the air, if they have magic weapons, it is naturally a different story.

"Ah, it's really a god..."

Zhu Xishan looked at this scene in shock, uttered the last exclamation of his life, and stopped breathing, and his life was extinct.