Zhou Hao's figure landed in front of everyone, causing the three forces to smile coldly.
"We don't have the ability? Zhou Hao, aren't you afraid that the wind will cut your tongue?"
Charlie Kuro said sarcastically.
They were all fifth-grade martial Saints. Zhou Hao alone was not enough to stop the three of them. Moreover, there were other disciples. If they really fought, the Silver King School would be eliminated in an instant.
Everyone in the Silver King sect knew this as well. Be it Ling Tian or Ji yaoyue, they were all looking at Zhou Hao anxiously.
"Don't you think it's a little embarrassing for you three forces to join hands and bully us, a newly formed third-tier force? We won't be afraid when the time comes, but if this gets out, where will you put your face?“
Zhou Hao laughed coldly and said indifferently. As soon as he said this, the three forces 'faces changed.
