"Mr. Song, people think you are too weak to draw a sword!" There is a young man in red shirt covering his mouth with a sharp smile, "don't you beat him down quickly, so as to prove that you are not in vain to participate in the mountain and River Festival!"

When song Mingli heard the taunt, his face became more and more ugly, and he was determined to force Lin Hao to draw his sword. Instead of saying more, he rushed over and stabbed Lin Hao with his soft sword.

But as before, the other side stood in the same place, his back was straight, and he didn't even change his look. His fingertips directly twisted the tip of the soft sword. As soon as he twisted his wrist, his powerful spirit power directly shattered the sword.

Song Mingli was obviously mad. As soon as his soft sword was broken, his figure suddenly became unstable. He held the handle tightly and fell towards Lin Hao.

But there was no panic in his green eyes. He even hooked the corner of his mouth and showed a smile to Lin Hao.

For a moment, song Mingli raised his left hand, but it was not a dagger, but a lotus hidden weapon that he had installed on his wrist for a long time!

With the trigger of the mechanism, dozens of silver needles coated with snake venom shot out and rushed to Lin Hao's eyes. The silver needle body flashed in the air. It was as thin as a ray of light and as fast as a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, it came to Lin Hao.

It's not over!

Song Mingli leaned down and patted his hands on the ground. He directly pulled up the whip blades that had fallen on the ground and used them as sharp arrows to attack Lin Hao from all directions. His moves were aimed at the key points. He had no intention to fight with each other. They were all killing moves that wanted each other's life!

But Lin Hao suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had seen a big joke. He had a good laugh.

Song Mingli doesn't care why he smiles. Instead, he tightens his face and wants to give each other a heavy blow. He was staring at Lin Hao's white brocade robe and fantasizing that the White Satin Embroidered with clouds is stained with scarlet blood. The other side can only kneel on the ground and beg for his life.

But suddenly, the target he was staring at disappeared, and the White Satin Embroidered with cloud pattern disappeared in front of him.

Then song Mingli's spiritual power suddenly disappeared, not to mention the whip blade flying around and the silver needle piercing Lin Hao's eyes.

Subconsciously, song Mingli was in the same place - his hands were still wide open, and his spiritual power was exploring subconsciously. But Lin Hao had no shadow, and there was no breath of him in the air. He just stood there foolishly, as if everything was just a fantasy.

He looked at Lin Hao's maid in white, but her face was the same as herself, a look of consternation, the crowd around was also that expression, as if they were brainwashed.

Without exception, their eyes were fixed on their own back, as if Lin Hao was in their own room. Thinking of this, song Mingli suddenly froze.

He didn't dare to get up suddenly, so he had to turn back slowly. In his eyes, except for the unbelievable, he was frightened and stunned.

Lin Hao stood behind him with a smile, one hand on his back, one hand in his ear, and gently snapped his fingers.

"You boys, there are always so many patterns." The smile on his face suddenly subsided, with a bone chilling light in his eyes.

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