Chapter 407 (2/2)

A stream of blood spurted out, and Liu Honghe also let out a howl of pain.

It's just a sword awn, and a drop of blood on Ali's frozen sword drips from the tip of the sword, and Liu Honghe's hands are also cut off by Ali.

Although breaking hands and feet is just a small matter for the monks of Yuan infantile period, it only needs painstaking efforts and spiritual power to grow out again. However, the pain is real.

After Liu Honghe made this painful howl, only five figures rushed out of the courtyard of the Liu family.

Jiang Hao and a Li looked at the five people with a thick indifference in their eyes.

”Are you Jiang Hao?” Among the five, a strong man looked at Jiang Hao with a cold face.

Jiang Hao looked at the burly man and took a deep breath, with a trace of dignity in his eyes.

This big and strong man is not an ordinary monk, but he is a perfect state of yuanyingqi.

”Yuanyingqi is a great success. Is this the bottom card of the Liu family?” Jiang Hao murmured with a trace of solemnity on his face.

He thought that the Liu family had a period of transformation, but now after the appearance of the big and strong man in yuanyingqi, Jiang Hao realized that he had thought a little more.

In the eastern regions, a monk of yuanyingqi was almost invincible. If he was a monk in the period of transforming gods, except Li Man, they could kill the whole eastern region.

”Are you the elder of senlo palace?” Jiang Hao looked at the burly man and said indifferently.

”You have some reputation in the eastern region, so you have the right to know my name. Remember, I am a disciple of Senluo palace, Pan Jiang, who will send you to hell!” The big man looked at Jiang Hao and said with a cold face.

Jiang Hao's expression remained unchanged. As long as the other side did not reach the transformation period, then he would not have any fear. After all, his strength was not comparable to that of ordinary yuan infantile monks.