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The yellow-haired hooligan, who was squatting with his head held, was ready to take the beating, but the beating didn't come after a long time, which made him feel very strange. Could it be that these people have changed? They had become sissies. They could not even hit people?    

    

The yellow-haired hooligan squatted like an ostrich for a long time. He could not hold it in anymore and slowly raised his head. He looked at the scene tentatively and felt even more strange.    

    

At this moment, the five aggressive Alchemist seemed to have frozen on the stage. Everyone had a look of fear on their faces, and their imposing manner changed rapidly.    

    

What was going on?    

    

The yellow-haired hooligan felt that his brain was running out of strength. Why did he stop moving? Could it be that he was frightened by my domineering aura?    

    

The yellow-haired hooligan slowly released his hand that was covering his crotch. He stood up vigilantly and retracted his hand. It was obvious that he was extremely afraid.    

    

One of the Alchemist spoke. His voice was trembling slightly. His trembling finger pointed at the yellow-haired hooligan. "You, you know him?"    

    

The yellow-haired hooligan was still confused, but he still casually scolded." Hey, I'm here. Where are you pointing at?! Also, what do you know? I've never seen you guys before! "    

    

The self-proclaimed Situ Family Alchemist's face turned deathly pale, and he couldn't help but take a step back, "You... you, when did you come, I..."    

    

"When?" The yellow-haired hooligan felt as if the entire world was filled with fog, "I was here just now. I told you, I want to take a beating now. It would be best if the two of them went up together and fought for three days and three nights! What kind of nonsense are you bunch of cowards spouting? Could it be that you've been scared silly by me? "    

    

No one answered the yellow-haired hooligan's words. The entire arena fell into an inexplicable silence.    

    

After a while, a faint voice broke the silence.    

    

"Are you sure you want to make a move in front of me?"    

    

The yellow-haired ruffian lowered his brows in deep thought. This voice was as cold as snow, and it was filled with endless killing intent. Moreover, it was not from anyone in front of him, but from behind him...    

    

The yellow-haired ruffian suddenly turned his head around. He did not know when, but there was a figure in white standing behind him. The voice came from his mouth.    

    

The yellow-haired ruffian looked up again, and the face of the man in white appeared in his eyes.    

    

His blade-like face revealed a blade-like edge, and under his thick eyebrows... A pair of eyes that were as deep as stars seemed to absorb the brilliance of the entire world, and his tall and straight nose. The corner of his mouth raised into an indifferent smile...    

    

"My dynasty! Mother, pull the hammer. Bai Bai Bai... Lin Hao!"    

    

The yellow-haired hooligan jumped three feet, his expression was not any better than those few Alchemist.    

    

Damn it, the legendary White-robed God of Death had just killed three Qiyuan's Alchemist yesterday. He was a madman who killed people. Why was Lin Hao behind him?    

    

Only now did the yellow-haired hooligan understand that the reason why those few Alchemist didn't beat him up wasn't because of other reasons. It was because Lin Hao was standing behind him!    

    

That was a killing god who had gone mad and killed his disciples in front of the Martial Spirit Expert in Qiyuan. The strength of Sect, the Third Duke and Ninth Marquis, which young man would dare to be impudent in front of Lin Hao?    

    

When the emperor didn't see him, the island was already filled with bones!    

    

If he was killed by this madman, who would be the one to reason with him?    

    

The yellow-haired hooligan retreated step by step, and retreated behind the five Alchemist.    

    

Lin Hao's mouth twitched. He really wanted to slap this yellow-haired hooligan to death.