Chapter 1456 Who Else?

That was the bruise left after being slapped. Meng Hao looked at the bruise on Yan'er's face. He didn't say anything, but at this moment, the chill emanating from his body surged up and roared in all directions, as if the world was angry, as if the sky was roaring, and the whole world trembled.

The earth shattered with a crackling sound, and the collapsed mountain peaks were wiped away and turned into flying ash. A strong and indescribable pressure spread out.

Around Meng Hao, the young man spurted blood at this moment, and his body rolled back directly. There was also the Taoist Master, who spurted blood at this moment, as if his knees were about to break, and the whole person knelt down in trembling. Not only their father and son, but all the cultivators around them all knelt down at this moment, under this pressure.

Groups of cultivators knelt down one after another. They couldn't hold on. The anger contained in the world and the coldness from Meng Hao formed a strong oppression!

This oppression was unbearable for everyone. Even the Chifeng Patriarch in the distance, with his Eight Source Supreme, who could even break through to become Nine Source at any time, could not hold on at this moment.

It was as if... a big hand was coming from the sky, wanting to slap... just like someone slapped Yan'er, slapping the entire Eighth Sect, and even Meng Hao didn't need to do anything, just the pressure, as if to wipe out the Eighth Sect from this vast star! !

"Nine... Nine Lords..." The Dao Zun's voice was trembling at this moment. He had to speak. If he didn't speak again, he would be completely destroyed by this pressure!

Almost at the moment he opened his mouth, the whole sky changed color, and figures came whistling from all directions. They were so fast that they appeared in an instant. They were the old master and several other Nine Source Supremes.

As for the golden-robed boy and Sha Jiudong, the two of them also showed up at this moment. Everyone stood in the air, looking down hesitantly, but no one spoke.

Including the old master, they had no doubt that Meng Hao really wanted to destroy the Eighth Sect at this moment.

And their eyes fell on Yan'er, their eyes flickered, as if thinking about something.

Meng Hao didn't care about the arrival of these people. He had thought it through long ago. There are no secrets in this world. Whether you know it or not, it doesn't matter if you look at the past with his current state of mind.

"Who hit you?" Meng Hao looked at Yan'er. Before Yan'er could speak, Meng Hao's eyes swept and fell on the young man.

"Is it him?" After Meng Hao finished speaking, the young man didn't know where he got the strength from, let out a shrill roar, struggled to retreat, and every step back, his whole body sprayed blood.

"I didn't mean it, I... I don't know her, I... I..." The young man trembled and almost begged for mercy. He was really scared, extremely scared, even more than Yan'er's feelings before, countless times stronger.

He never dreamed that he was just going out for a trip, and just like before, he had taken a fancy to a furnace tripod. It was just this little thing. He had done so many things before, but this time... unexpectedly... unexpectedly caused such a horrible disaster.

At this moment, he hated his protector in his heart, and he wanted to bite him to death. He clearly remembered that the protector told him that he could enjoy this woman... at ease.

If it weren't for this sentence, how could he provoke this woman with such a great background that he couldn't form it.

His heart was full of absurdity, and he even felt that Yan'er, you clearly have such a background, why don't you say it? You just need to say one sentence, whether you believe it or not, with your character, you will go to get evidence, but what he hates most is that you obviously have such a great background, and you can destroy his lineage with one sentence, but you just... don't say it! !

The grievance of this young man at this moment has reached the extreme, but before he finished speaking, Yan'er was staring at him and spoke loudly.

"It's him!!"

Yan'er's words were like a death sentence, making the young man's eyes go dark. At the same time, Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed a finger. This finger instantly released murderous intent and instantly pointed at the young man's forehead.

With a bang, the young man's forehead was directly shattered and exploded in an instant. When the flesh and blood were blurred, his body and soul were destroyed.

Killing a person was like killing a chicken, but Meng Hao's anger still did not dissipate.

"And him, he...he just said he wanted to trouble my master!" Yan'er pointed at the Taoist Master, and the Taoist Master was shocked. The crisis of life and death broke out strongly at this moment. The degree of his hatred for his evil son was no less than that of the young man's hatred for his protector.

"Damn it, damn it!" The Taoist Master trembled. He was about to speak, but a cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and he pointed with his right hand. Immediately, the Taoist Master's head collapsed and exploded with a bang, just like his evil son, his body and soul were destroyed.

Before his death, the hatred of this Taoist master was already overwhelming. Strangely, his hatred for Meng Hao was not so strong. He hated more of his wicked son. He did not expect that his wealth and power in this life would vanish at this moment because he provoked someone who should not be provoked with his wicked son.

The people around him trembled more.

"And them, they also wanted to cause trouble for my master before!" Yan'er gritted her teeth and pointed at the people around her. Her fingertips swept over. Although she could not tell who they were just now, in the eyes of everyone, these fingertips were like the eyes of the underworld, making everyone tremble in their hearts.

"Is he there?" Meng Hao pointed with his right hand. An old man who was previously indifferent and ready to join the Chifeng lineage to kill the Ninth Continent (Harmony 2333) trembled, and before he could speak, his head exploded with a bang.

"Is he there?"

"And he?"

"Or is he there?" Meng Hao spoke lightly. Every time he spoke, as long as Yan'er nodded, his fingertips would fall immediately, and a cultivator's head would explode with a bang, and even screams could not be heard in time.

Gradually, blood filled the ground. Meng Hao killed dozens of people in a row. These dozens of people, without exception, were all cultivators who were preparing to join the Chifeng lineage.

And none of those who hesitated just now were pointed by Meng Hao.

There were also a few people who were originally preparing to join the Chifeng lineage, but because Yan'er was confused, when these cultivators looked ashen and desperate, Yan'er shook her head, and these cultivators immediately had tears in their eyes. The process from death to survival made them feel unprecedented gratitude to Yan'er in an instant.

The entire Eighth Sect was in deathly silence. Everyone knelt there trembling. Meng Hao's figure was like a god, which frightened them to the extreme.

At this moment, the old master in the sky coughed dryly.

"Nine Lords, calm down... I have been punished. Do you really want to destroy this Eighth Sect?"

Meng Hao looked up and looked at the old master.

"It is impossible to destroy this sect, but it is also impossible to end it like this." After he said that, he looked into the depths of the Eighth Sect and suddenly spoke, his voice like thunder.

"Chifeng, roll over here!" Meng Hao swung his sleeves, and immediately the world roared, and the sky trembled. In the depths of the Eighth Sect, the old ancestor Chifeng, who hated his legitimate son and grandson to the extreme, was pale in bitterness and roaring in his heart, but the roar was not from Meng Hao, but from his dead children and grandchildren.

In his opinion, these two juniors deserved to die, as they had brought such a disaster upon him and killed him...

Without any hesitation, his body shook in an instant, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Meng Hao.

As soon as he appeared, the Chifeng ancestor immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Chifeng... Greetings... Greetings to the Lord Jiuzun." His heart was uneasy at the moment, and he did not even look at the bodies of his children and grandchildren on both sides. For such juniors, if possible, he would kill them without hesitation.

Outsiders did not know the horror of Meng Hao in front of him, but how could he not know? He saw him kill the Eighth Supreme in the Underworld Palace with his own eyes, and even saw his battle with the golden-robed boy, as well as his invincibility in the Underworld Palace, which made him extremely terrified.

At this moment, before Meng Hao could speak, Chifeng bowed and gritted his teeth fiercely. He knew that if he did not have an explanation for what happened today, he would be dead...In the eyes of others, he was the lofty Eight Source Supreme, and even had the opportunity to become the Nine Source and enter the Eighth Sect.

But he understood that even if he really became the Eighth Supreme, he would still need to bow his head to see the Ninth Supreme. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and knew that he could not wait for the other party to make a request. He had to show his sincerity in admitting his mistakes, so he suddenly raised his right hand and slapped his brow fiercely.

With a bang, his body instantly shattered at this moment, and cracks appeared one after another. Blood flowed out of these cracks. His whole body collapsed and broke into pieces at this moment.

And his soul flew out, trembling in mid-air and bowed to Meng Hao again.

"Please calm down, Ninth Supreme..." He bowed and couldn't get up.

Seeing this scene appear in front of them, the cultivators around them all took a breath. The entire Eighth Sect, everyone was paying attention here. Anyone who saw it, their hearts and minds trembled even more, and their eyes looking at Meng Hao were also more awed.

Meng Hao looked at Chi Feng's soul, and his expression eased a little. If Chi Feng hadn't been so straightforward, if Meng Hao had spoken, this person would have lost the possibility of becoming the Ninth Source forever.

Now, although the loss of his physical body had a great impact on him, he had not lost the Nine Sources Path.

Meng Hao looked deeply at the Chifeng ancestor, retracted his gaze, took Yan'er with him, turned around and walked towards the world, and disappeared in the Eighth Sect.

His departure dissipated the pressure of the Eighth Sect, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This day was unforgettable for all the cultivators of the Eighth Sect.