Brack kept tilting his chin and looked at Meng Hao with a very disdainful expression.

"You really don't deserve to be mentioned among the Han people? But I think most Han people seem to have confidence in you!"

Brack is not as stupid as Gao Kun, who lives in the mountains for a long time. From the attitudes of the Han people towards Meng Hao, he can still see some situations.

Meng Hao smiled and said, "We Han people are not very confident in me, but because I am facing you, they are just confident in me!"

"What's the meaning?"

Brack's handsome face suddenly turned cold, "Do you dare look down on me?"

"I don't look down on you, but because..."

Meng Hao stopped here and suddenly asked him, "I heard that you are a direct descendant of the Black Angels of the Angel Church, right?"

"That's right!"

Brack proudly raised his chest, "The Black Angel is my great-grandfather! Boy, since you know this, you dare to come up to duel with me. You are really brave!"

Meng Hao shook his head and asked again: "But I don't know how good your skills are than the White Angel?"

"How can the angels compete with me!"

Brack snorted from his nostrils with disdain, "My great-grandfather wants to train me to take over his position as Chief Archangel, otherwise... Don't talk about White Angel, even Red Angel is not my opponent!"

"So that's it. I think you are indeed more skilled than White Angels and Red Angels. I wonder why you are not among the five major angels!"

Meng Hao smiled and glanced at Monar who was floating in the air not far away to surround Brack, "That Miss Monar should not be as good as the White Angel, right?"

"That's of course, Monar is the direct great-grandson of Blue Angel!...Hey hey, if you want to fight, what's the point of making these gossips?"

Brack became impatient as he spoke.

Meng Hao laughed, but did not start the fight directly, but asked him again: "But I don't know who is higher and lower than the Purple Angel?"

"This is nothing to do with you! Boy, if you don't dare to fight me, just admit defeat. It's useless to talk about these gossips!"

"Of course it's useful, because the White Angel and the Purple Angel were beaten up by me!"

Meng Hao said leisurely and looked at Brak with a bright look.

Brack almost fell straight from the air with a "ah".

"You, you... are you the god of Han?"

Brack is definitely not stupid. On the contrary, he is a very smart person. Otherwise, he would not have reached the peak of the Grand Master in his fifties, nor could he be trained by the Black Angel as his successor.

It’s a pity that he is so arrogant that he has no friends. In his impression, the golden light of the Han Dynasty is shining and powerful, and he is completely inseparable from the thin and weak Han Dynasty man in front of him.

"I dare not call myself a god. I only say that the White Angel and the Purple Angel were crippled by me!"

Meng Hao repeated a sentence.

Brack was even more scared and screamed.

"This is impossible? How is this possible? Just because of your thin boy, how could you be a god in the Han Dynasty? And... I fought with the Blue Angel the night before yesterday, could you... dare you say it was you?"

"That's me!"

Meng Hao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So, do you still want to fight alone with me?"

Brack's face turned blue and his hands and feet were cold, and he could not speak for a long time.

Monar flashed and stood beside Brak, his face slightly blue.

"You said... Is it you who fought with my great-grandfather at a high altitude in Luofeng City the night before yesterday?"

The two of them arrived in Luofeng City yesterday, so they did not see Meng Hao fighting with the Blue Angel.

But after all, Monar is the great-grandson of Blue Angel and is deeply loved by Blue Angel, so Monar knows this.

In addition, the Blue Angel also specifically reminded Monar that whether inside or outside the Feixian Gate, whenever he encounters a god from the Han Dynasty, he must try to stay away as much as possible.

They have to stay away.

Not to mention Purple Angel, although she is better than both of him, she is not as strong as it is.

But the Blue Angel is a person who has been transformed into the fairy world. For people like this, even the Purple Angel may not be able to withstand the attack of the Blue Angel with one move.

But that hateful and terrifying Han Dynasty god not only injured and crippled the White Angel and the Purple Angel, but also held up more than thirty moves under the Blue Angel.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant he was, he could not say that he could be the opponent of such a person.

I just regret that they hadn't found out about the kid's identity in advance, and they were rashly trying to fight alone with this kid.

What a nonsense to fight alone. If someone who can compete with Blue Angel for more than thirty moves, how could he, Blake, be the opponent?

The question is, which hateful and terrifying Han god is this thin boy in front of him?

How could the gods of Han Dynasty look like this?

"No, I don't believe you are a god of Han!... Even if you are a god of Han, I will compete with you!"

Brack spread his hands, and suddenly, flames burst out from his body.

The flame was extremely hot, and even those who were watching the battle with their necks tilted down could feel the temperature around them suddenly rising.

Meng Hao immediately understood that this Brak not only practiced the Western supernatural skills, but also his own potential was also stimulated during the practice.

And this potential is the use of flames.

The power of this flame, with the blessing of his own martial arts, is probably more powerful and magical than most mysterious witchcrafts.

This is probably why the Black Angel is so optimistic about him and is determined to train him into the chief archangel.

"It's amazing flame potential! But with this alone, you are still no match for me. Why don't you ask Miss Monar to take action together! I want to take a look at what kind of magical secrets Miss Monar has!"

Meng Hao was still standing in the air, and the rolling heat waves emitted from Brack were blocked by an invisible force as soon as they arrived beside Meng Hao.

Monar felt all this, and she knew very well that if Meng Hao was the hateful and terrifying Han god, Brak would never be the opponent.

Only when she and Brack joined forces may have the power to fight.

So Monar nodded without hesitation and immediately said, "Okay, since you are so arrogant, then I will satisfy you!"

She also spread her hands in the air, and suddenly she emitted a dazzling green light around her.

Meng Hao's heart was condensed and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Because he could feel that the green light was extremely dangerous.

Although this green light looks like a radiant light, the light will only extend infinitely until the invisible distance.

But this green light seemed to be able to be controlled by Monar. Monar wanted it to grow long and short as long as it was short.

The key is that when ordinary people are shining with this green light, they will definitely sting all over their bodies as if they are stung by thousands of bees.
Chapter completed!