My guardian spirit is Hongjun Patriarch

Jiang Hao sneered and did not release the guardian spirit, but revealed the coercion of Kong Xuan and Bian Que.

Fatty may be better, but Zhu Bajie behind him is extremely sensitive to the coercion of the guardian spirits, so he bowed his head on the spot.

"What's the situation?" There was no sound in the hall.

That's why people see Fatty's guardian spirit and immediately admit what the hell is it?

"Pa-ta-pa-ta..." Jiang Hao's footsteps were very clear. With each step, his coercion became stronger, and Zhu Bajie's expression became even worse.

At first, the melon-eaters in the cafeteria were a little confused, and even wondered if Fatty had received any benefits, and then acted with Jiang Hao to establish prestige for Jiang Hao.

However, when Jiang Hao walked in front of Fatty, everyone felt a chill down their backs when the murderous intent was released.

What kind of killing intent is that?How can you do it if you haven't experienced thousands of fights?
Just looking at it makes everyone's heart beat wildly.

Especially those younger brothers behind Fatty, after being eroded by Jiang Hao's killing intent, they passed out directly on the ground without even making a sound.

Fatty swallowed silently. As a b-level high-ranking martial artist, he was crushed in all directions. So how much is the guardian spirit, cultivation level and height of the other party?
"But! If you don't fight, these will always be empty! Who knows if his guardian spirit used some kind of momentum-enhancing skills?" the fat man shouted.

Immediately, the fat man swung out a punch, and the thick fat swayed wildly on his arm when he punched, layer upon layer, looking like the waves of the sea.

"Bang!" The fat man punched the hard rock, and his face turned pale.

Jiang Hao pressed lightly with his hand, and the yellow plume immediately glowed, and the rock returned to the ground again.

"How is it? The feeling of this punch is wonderful, right? I specially chose the thickest layer for you."

Now, let me take your hands off!
"Bian Que!" Jiang Hao shouted, and for a moment, several dark green leaves shot out from Bian Que's sleeves, and immediately stuck to Fatty's body.

A terrifying scene appeared.

The moment the fat man was pierced by the green leaf, he let out a scream, the sound was extremely sharp, like a pig screaming.

And from the place where he was tied as the center of the circle, his skin instantly turned dark green, and it began to spread rapidly.

"Ahhhhhh!" Fatty let out another heart-piercing cry, which made everyone's scalp go numb.

"Bian Que, go. Take off his hands." Jiang Hao said coldly.

"Okay, I'm familiar with this." Bian Que said with a chuckle.

While convulsing in pain, the fat man looked at Bian Que in fear, and held back for a long time before he could say, "What are you doing!"

Bian Que looked at Fatty with eyes like looking at a fool, "Of course he let go! Do you think it's a joke with you?"

As Bian Que said, two delicate knives appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The fat man was terrified, but he couldn't do anything about it. After being hit by the green leaf, his body had no strength at all except for the huge pain, and he was completely at the mercy of others.

The tip of Bian Que's knife began to walk on the fat man's arm.

With a light stab, his arm bleeds.

Jiang Hao turned around and said with a smile to the melon-eating crowd: "Don't watch it, everyone, it's more bloody, and you might not have enough to eat after watching it."

However, the hearts of the people who eat melons are, "Is there still enough food? Who can eat after listening to this crazy pig?"

A few minutes later, Bian Que patted the fat man's shoulder lightly, and said proudly, "Okay! It looks like there is no scar at all! It's like I've never had a hand. How is it? My medical skills are good, right?"

"The devil..." The fat man opened his mouth and spit out two words.

"I'm not a devil, but if you force me to become a ghost, then I'll be able to butcher Buddha." Jiang Hao snorted coldly, and walked to Zhang Xiaoxiao's side with a shake of his arms.

The fat man lowered his head and looked down. His sleeves were empty, and he felt despair. How would he live in the future?
For a moment, the fat man became furious, and shouted at the younger brother who had just woken up from the killing intent: "What are you looking at! Hurry up and help me up!"

The little brothers just woke up and were a little confused. When they finally heard what the fat man was yelling, they also noticed the fat man's empty sleeves.

"Cut, what are you shouting for? You won't get up yourself? If you don't have hands, don't you have feet?" They looked at the fat man coldly and said dismissively.

The fat man was stunned, staring blankly at these people who once bowed their heads to him but now challenged him head-on, and his heart burned with anger.

So he shouted angrily at his former younger brother: "Now! Immediately! Help me up!"

However, he was greeted with a kick, "What, don't you count how many catties and taels you have? What right do you have to tell us what to do, waste! It's just like your guardian spirit, a dead pig."

Fatty paled and nodded, "Okay, okay! I'll remember now, you all just wait and see!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he arched his body forward, then immediately knelt down on one knee, and stood up from the ground with all his strength.

Seeing Fatty's indignant stance, everyone in the audience sighed, but soon they all cast curious glances at Jiang Hao.

"Who is this person? How powerful? Why haven't I heard of such a good freshman before?"

"I don't know, maybe it's hiding the real strength. It is said that many children from powerful families like this."

Jiang Hao couldn't help but feel a little funny when he heard the crowd's round.

However, a voice sounded in his mind, "Defeat 10000 b-level fighters, go through the snow field to experience, gain 1 experience points, and upgrade to s-level first-rank level [-]."

"Good guy, this is S-level?" Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, recalling the time when he was struggling at B-level in his previous life, he also had some feelings.

"You're here?" Xia He said happily as he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry, I'm late." Jiang Hao said apologetically, looking at the bruises on Zhang Xiaoxiao and Xia He.

"It's just a small injury for us, but you, it's been hard work for you in that environment for five years," Xia He said.

When Ke Huai heard this, she gave Jiang Hao a grateful look again, but soon she hurriedly lowered her head again, watching a cold joke, and tiny beads of sweat spread on her head.

Jiang Hao's doubts deepened again. Although the beads of sweat are small, he is extremely sensitive to the surrounding water resources with his black feathers.

But seeing that Ke Huai didn't think about it at this time, Jiang Hao didn't plan to get to the bottom of it.

He just said, "If you can't hold on, just say it."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hao asked Bian Que for some medicine for Zhang Xiaoxiao and Xia He.

Ke Huai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.