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Lin Hao raised his head slightly and looked at the disciples rushing towards him like a tidal wave. He then swallowed another Pill that he had placed in his mouth.    

    

Instantly, a warm current flowed through his entire body. Lin Hao's ordinary Genuine Qi instantly recovered to 80%, and it was still rising.    

    

The quality of Lin Hao's Genuine Qi was already higher than a the ordinary. Whether it was in terms of attack power or range, it was a hundred times stronger than an ordinary Martial Master's.    

    

Therefore, as long as there were only a few dozen Pills, it would be enough to fight against this endless amount of martial artist.    

    

The Lingyun Mountain Range was really rich in natural resources. Unfortunately, no one was qualified to enjoy this place.    

    

"Again!"    

    

Lin Hao, who had recovered his Genuine Qi, suddenly shook his Longsword. The Flame Dragon raised its head and flew out from Lin Hao's Longsword, attacking the bustling crowd.    

    

Boom!    

    

In front of the Flame Dragon, countless disciples could only look on with ashen faces. They could only watch helplessly as the Flame Dragon pounced on them and turned into ashes under its rampage. They didn't even have the time to wail.    

    

However, everyone still didn't give up, and even encouraged each other.    

    

"Brothers, don't be afraid. This kid won't be able to hold on for long. No matter how strong he is, at most, he's just a Middle-grade Martial Master!"    

    

"Hahaha, Lin Hao, you will definitely lose here! Brothers, work harder. The Flame Dragon shrank from six zhang to five zhang, then another four zhang. This kid doesn't have enough Genuine Qi, let's kill him! "    

    

"Makes sense! This was clearly a sign that the Genuine Qi was running out. Quick, quick, his head is mine! I want my fiefdom, and I want to occupy the mountain as my king! "    

    

"The dignified White-robed God of Death still can't resist the Heavenly Descending Weapon of my Flame Sea Sect in the end. Hahahaha! Bullsh * t God of Slaughter! Bullsh * t!"    

    

"The third group of brothers has arrived. We can't let them snatch the credit. Hurry up and put in more effort. Lin Hao's era is right in front of us!"    

    

As if they had seen Lin Hao's dispirited state, everyone's mind calmed down. They crazily rushed forward and charged at Lin Hao with an even crazier attitude than before.    

    

In one go, take down Lin Hao!    

    

Amidst everyone's madness, they didn't see the playful and mocking smile on Lin Hao's face.    

    

It was a piece of cake for him to die with ease.    

    

Lin Hao rushed into the crowd and used his supreme sword technique to harvest the lives of everyone around him.    

    

He was too powerful.    

    

All the people who were hit by Lin Hao's Longsword immediately broke their weapons together. Their corpses were separated from their bodies, and no sound could be heard anymore.    

    

Carnage, a naked Carnage.    

    

Large groups of disciples fell under Lin Hao's feet. Blood flowed back into the blood pool at the foot of the mountain.    

    

However, no one backed off, and no one was willing to back off. In their eyes, Lin Hao was just a lamb worth a million Primeval Stones and ten miles of land.    

    

He was unstoppable and invincible!    

    

In Lin Hao's eyes, the disciples of the Flame Sea Sect were just a bunch of weeds that harmed the crops. They wouldn't care if they didn't run into Lin Hao, but if they ran into him, they would be uprooted!    

    

The soldiers in the front half of the army had died. They were still singing and dancing under the beautiful tent.    

    

At this moment, the noisy slaughter was still going on at the foot of the mountain. What was even more commendable was that the palace of the Sect of the Flame Sea Sect had a completely different appearance.    

    

Many Elder of the Flame Sea Sect and the experts invited by the outside world were sitting lazily in the main hall. They were happily watching the women with soft bodies dancing in the hall, and from time to time, there were sounds of cheering.    

    

Although they knew that there was still a siege under the Sect, they were not flustered at all. In fact, they were even discussing it with great interest. What they were talking about was nothing more than a woman or some kind of wealth. That was all.    

    

No one cared about the reckless White-robed God of Death who was about to be dismembered and brought up to the scene.