Yao Sanhong and Yao Sanyuan were fierce.
Though they were both over sixty, they were true Grandmasters whose attack was like dragons and tigers. As they charged towards Lin Hao, a gust of wind could be heard.
"Lin Hao, be careful!" Zou Tianyu exclaimed in panic, trying to block them, but how could he block two Cultivators.
In a flash, the two swept past him.
"Kid, die!"
"This is what you get for insulting the Yao Family!"
Yao Sanyuan and Yao Sanhong, closing in simultaneously, their fists reached right in front of Lin Hao in an instant.
Yao Yuelan, Yao Gang, Yao Lu, among others, revealed cold smiles as if they had already seen Lin Hao's corpse lying across the ground.
Watching the two attacking, Lin Hao remained unmoved, his hands tucked in his pockets, coldly meeting their gaze.
To the onlookers, he appeared to be frightened silly.
Yao Sanhong and Yao Sanyuan grinned ferociously, determined to strike Lin Hao's vital points.
"You scoundrel!"
However.
