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"I'm in a hurry. I don't want to waste any more time talking to you." Lin Hao continued coldly, "Out of all of you, the one with the highest cultivation, step out. If you lose, bring your men back with you!"    

    

These people immediately started patrolling the area. They looked at each other, but after being fake brothers for several days, they naturally knew who was the strongest among them.    

    

Thus, in less than half a minute, a young man with a willow leaf brow and a mustache was pushed to the outermost area of the crowd. He looked at Lin Hao with grievance.    

    

Seeing the other's gaze sweeping across him, his lips even touched. He wanted to say something to pave the way for his inevitable failure. But in the next moment, Lin Hao shouted coldly once again, "Too weak, come again!"    

    

The mustache man's expression instantly froze, and he was about to smile kindly. He also awkwardly put on a deadlock on his face, and the weapon in his hand was like a soldering iron. He could not hold it firmly no matter how hard he tried. He could only lower his head and stare at the ground. His skin was red as if it had been burned by fire.    

    

No one dared to explain the cultivation to him. Instead, they immediately pushed each other again. Suddenly, something like a beauty pageant appeared. As they silently exchanged glances, under Lin Hao's frightening gaze, one by one, these people pushed the strongest few of them to the front of the team.    

    

However, the so-called strongest was only the strength of the mustache man, which allowed him to step into the peak of Martial Monarch. This allowed Lin Hao to understand that these were the ancient emperors who pulled out their generals from among the short ones.    

    

"Forget it, don't push the cannon fodder out anymore." He helplessly opened his mouth to stop her, and then she went forward. Step by step, she walked towards the few strongest men of the cultivation, "Each of you is weaker than the last. Just attack now. It will be a waste of one more second to beat you all up."    

    

As his voice faded, the eyes of the man with the mustache closest to him suddenly flashed with a bright light. Then, he suddenly pulled out his blade. A sharp and beautiful snow-white blade flashed in the air, but it had already cut through Lin Hao's neck.    

    

It was done! The man with the mustache thought excitedly. As expected, this person was too conceited and was unable to defend against his sudden attack! This Tianshu Imperial Tomb is mine now!    

    

But in the next second, the light blade had already snapped. Lin Hao's fingertip had unknowingly lifted up, grabbed the thin blade, and looked at the other party expressionlessly.    

    

There were no major moves, and no one saw him use the Spiritual Energy aggressively. However, the blade suddenly turned into countless fragments that floated in the air.    

    

As the crisp sound of a finger snapping rang out, the blade immediately shot out like a goddess scattering flowers. Like a bullet, it scattered in all directions in an instant and nailed into the person's shoulder with a swoosh.    

    

The force was too great. Some of them had already followed the mustache man to attack, but before they could hurt Lin Hao, the blade had already landed on their shoulders.    

    

In an instant, half of these people's shoulders were dislocated by the force of the blow. Like the poor bird that stood out earlier, they were reduced to an arc in the air. They fell to the ground in embarrassment and powerlessness, unable to get up for a long time.    

    

"You can go ahead and attack as you wish." Lin Hao calmly told them, "The only thing you can choose is to leave this place and never look back. Or, you can choose to be broken by my hands and legs or broken bones and brain."