Ye Hao looked at the other party with a smile for a while, then moved away his gaze.
This woman is beautiful, but she is not his food and he has no interest.
"By the way, Mr. Ye, look at the old man sitting on the referee's seat."
Wang Yuanjie did not disturb Ye Hao's appreciation of the beauty, and he continued to speak until he saw it almost.
"This person is the inner sect elder of the southwest Tianmen Village. He is a great master of his generation. He is powerful and named Zhang Guohua."
"He is Zhang Guocheng's cousin."
"This time, he volunteered to come to Jinling, on the one hand, to find trouble for the Jinling branch."
"On the other hand, 80% are coming to trouble you, Mr. Ye."
Hearing Wang Yuanjie's words, Ye Hao's eyes fell on Zhang Guohua.
The old man looks over sixty years old, but he has a childish face and is very energetic.
However, the old spots on his face were very obvious, and his eyes that collapsed a little, gave people a very difficult feeling to get along with.
But everyone around him respected him very much, and they all looked at him with great admiration.
When Zhang Guohua's eyes fell on Xie Mengyao and others, they were obviously full of disdain and hatred.
Ye Hao didn't feel much. Instead, he was wondering whether Zhang Guohua would be a person who colluded with the Changsheng Palace, or even a secret son of the Changsheng Palace placed in the southwest Tianmen Village.
Just as Ye Hao was thinking about these things, the battle on the field had already begun.
Jiuwenlong made several moves, but he could not fall on Matsuhira Daqing. Instead, he was easily avoided by Matsuhira Daqing.
This made Jiuwenlong a little restless and irritable, and also made Xie Mengyao and others dry.
"Islanders, do you just hide?"
"Or this is what you call your ability!"
Jiuwenlong sneered and moved his body again. This time, his fists quickly blasted out as they touched each other, carrying the weight of thousands of pounds.
But Matsuhira Daqing still didn't make much move, but stepped forward to one side with her left foot, avoiding the seemingly killing attack of Jiuwenlong again.
This scene made Jiuwenlong feel that his dignity was being challenged.
The Nine-patterned Dragon roared, and then burst out with all his strength: "Kill!"
At this moment, the nine-patterned dragon was at its peak and even rushed out in the air, trying to kill Song Ping Daqing with one blow.
No one would have thought that the Nine-patterned Dragon would use such a fierce killing move!
Once implemented, I am afraid that Matsuhira Daqing will lose her skin even if she dies.
"Killing move!"
"This is the killing move of the Nine-patterned Dragon, the evil dragon goes out to sea!"
I don't know who murmured.
"It is said that as long as the person locked by his move will never be able to survive!"
"This is a big trick to kill enemies across small levels!"
Hearing this discussion, Xie Mengyao and others nodded slightly, their expressions relaxed a little, but they were still nervous.
On the opposite side, Wanyan Hen's hands that had originally landed on the girl beside him tightened. His eyes flashed slightly, and he murmured, "It's too weak..."
“Too weak.”
Almost at the same time, I felt the Jiuwenlong being highly anticipated by Matsuhira Daqing, and at this moment I spoke lightly.
The next moment, the island nation's long sword on his waist was unsheathed and slashed forward.
"Clang clang clang clang—"
The two sides confronted each other, and sparks kept splashing out in the air!
If you are not a person with great eyesight, you will not be able to see how the two of you fight.
"puff--"
After the two sides fought fifty or sixty moves, blood suddenly splattered out of the field.
Then he saw Matsuhira Daqing retreating with a calm expression and slowly returning to the island country's long sword.