The sudden reprimand made everyone present unable to help but look at the place where the sound came.

I saw a sneer at Luo Chenxi, his eyes full of jokes and mockery.

The deputy hall master frowned and wanted to ease the atmosphere, but someone spoke faster than him.

"Who are you?" Huang Hao was naturally the one who spoke. Since he acted as Luo Chenxi's subordinate and military advisor, he naturally had to show his attitude when he saw the saint being humiliated.

What's more, although he was cheated by his cheap master, Huang Hao and Luo Chenxi had worshipped the world with him at least. Although Huang Hao did not want to accept a relationship rashly, as a man, how could he tolerate the woman who worshipped the world with him be bullied?

Seeing Huang Hao speak, a sense of worry appeared in the eyes of the deputy hall master.

This guy Huang Hao is not a good-looking guy. The last time the Liuyue Villa incident broke out, which made the elders lose face. This time I don’t know what tricks they will make.

However, the deputy hall master just opened his mouth and still held back.

At this time, even if he was the deputy hall master, he would not want to touch the saint's bad intentions.

"I Luoyue teaches Zhang Qian!" The young man looked at Huang Hao with a sneer, and a dangerous aura faintly revealed on his body.

The middle stage of true immortals!

The surrounding forces were all shocked when they looked at the young man's own home. Looking at the old man sitting there in front of the young man, his eyes were even more cautious.

"Luyue Sect?" Huang Hao turned his head and looked at Luo Chenxi with a questioning look: "Does the saint know about Luoyue Sect?"

Luo Chenxi shook his head: "I don't know."

"Oh, I guess it's a small sect." Huang Hao looked at the young man named Zhang Qian coldly and said coldly: "The unknown little maomao from there dares to despise the saint. He is thirty-year-old, and he will not blame this matter!"

"You are the small sect!" Zhang Qian heard this and shouted angrily: "The Luoyue Sect is one of the most powerful sects in the Ancient River Galaxy, besides the Thunder Hall. This time, our Luoyue Sect came all the way to help the Thunder Hall and help the Thunder Hall through the difficulties. I didn't expect that your Thunder Hall would be so hospitalized. Are you really not afraid of being ridiculed?"

After a few words, everyone present in Lei Hall frowned deeply. It was obvious that Zhang Qian's words had touched the bottom line of Lei Hall. If they continued to speak according to Zhang Qian's words, it would inevitably lead to many forces present's resistance to Lei Hall and affect the upcoming battle.

“Bold!”

But the next moment, Huang Hao shouted: "You said that the Saint is a small sect, and you really don't take the Lei Palace seriously! Everyone in the Lei Palace, can you bear it?"

There was no answer. Although everyone was determined to help the Lei Palace support the venue, no one dared to act rashly at this critical moment. If this affects the overall situation, then he would be the sinner of the Lei Palace.

Seeing that no one responded, Huang Hao's momentum did not weaken at all, but became even more arrogant: "Look at it yourself, you've made the seniors in the Lei Palace so angry that they couldn't speak."

"Puff—— cough… cough… cough…”

Several elders of the Lei Palace who were pretending to drink water to relieve the atmosphere could not help but sprayed the tea directly and coughed awkwardly.

However, Huang Hao's next words made these elders want to strangle him to death.

Huang Hao continued to yell angrily, "Look, so many elders of the Lei Palace are so angry that they vomit blood. Now I suspect that your Luoyue Sect is deliberately making trouble, so as to disrupt everyone's unity and let the enemy win without fighting!"

A hat was buckled, and the young man named Zhang Qian was furious: "You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Huang Hao sneered: "As soon as the saint appears, you insult the saint, what's your intention!"

Zhang Qian said angrily: "I just can't stand this woman. The enemy was in front of me. As the saint of the Thunder Palace, this woman dared not appear. Isn't this just a timid mouse?"

As soon as the young man said something, many people at the scene started to whisper.

"Yes, I did not see the saint appear before."

"Can it be true that Zhang Qian of Luoyue Sect is right? The Saint is just a coward?"

"How can such a timid person become the saint of the Thunder Palace? If she takes power, wouldn't the Thunder Palace go downhill?"

For a moment, the representatives of the forces who came to support looked at each other, their eyes full of worry.

The reason why they came to help the Lei Hall at the risk of offending the surrounding small galaxies was that the Lei Hall promised some benefits, and more importantly, the Lei Hall was irreplaceable. As long as the Lei Hall survived, they would use this to make friends with the Lei Hall, and there would naturally be many benefits in the future.

However, if the Thunder Hall was taken down by a timid saint, would such a Thunder Hall be worth investing in?

"You fart!" But just when many forces were thinking differently, Huang Hao suddenly stood up and came to the field "Tengteng", laughing wildly: "You frogs in the well are worthy of doubting the saint!"

Seeing this, the deputy palace master jumped.

Sure enough, this guy is going to make trouble.

On the side, the Great Elder winked at the deputy hall master, and showed his crazy eyes.

The elder smiled bitterly, waved his hand slightly, and said in a voice transmission: "Let him make a fuss. If it makes a fuss, our Lei Palace will benefit. If it makes a fuss, it's fine. Everyone is unhappy. Staying in Lei Palace is useless, but it's a hidden danger."

The Great Elder sighed lightly and then sat down calmly.

Let's make a fuss. Anyway, you are a saint and have a higher status than us. The palace master is still your adoptive father, and you are a contemporary thunderbolt. You don't panic. Why are we panic?

At worst, you can die here in battle.

"Children Huangkou, how dare you scold us frogs in the well!" An old man stood up and glared at Huang Hao with his beard and glaring at him.

"Haha, I dare to talk about the saint without even knowing the real situation. What is this not a frog in the well?" Huang Hao sneered: "You are so old that you really live to a dog."

"Nonsense!" The old man actually skyrocketed and was about to take action!

"You said I'm talking nonsense?" Huang Hao laughed: "So, let's see, what is this?"

As he spoke, a purple thunder suddenly appeared in Huang Hao's palm. Above the purple thunder, a shocking aura was filled with.

"Chasing Thunder!" Everyone looked at Huang Hao, and they were all shocked, as if they were looking at monsters.

Tribulation thunder is the embodiment of the will of heaven. Only in the thunder pool can it be nurtured. How can this guy control it?

"So I say you are frogs in the well, frogs in the well!" Huang Hao narrowed his eyes and slashed out at the young man named Zhang Qian.
Chapter completed!