Perhaps everyone from the Saint League came out after hearing the movement.
Dozens of nearly a hundred Saint League warriors rushed out.
A sacred warrior of the Deer-headed Rat snorted coldly: "You dare to come to the sacred league to make trouble. It's horrible. Give it to me and take it down."
All the martial artists of the Saint League slew towards Zhang Tianhao.
"Since I want to die, then I'm not welcome."
To deal with these half-step martial artists, Zhang Tianhao didn't even need to use martial arts. Instead of retreating, he slaughtered towards those warriors.
"Fell me down!"
Zhang Tianhao fisted over. Directly flew a warrior back into the air. He spits out of blood and flies back.
"Bold!"
Upon seeing this, the warriors suddenly roared. As if being aroused by anger, not only was he not afraid, but he madly killed Zhang Tianhao.
"Chrysanthemum residue!"
Zhang Tianhao used his own martial arts, Chrysanthemum Can. After all, he was in the Xiaoyao Sect, he was not good at killing people casually. But chrysanthemum cannibalism can destroy the enemy's fighting spirit to the utmost extent.
"Huh!" "Huh!" "Huh!"
A series of fuzzy leg shadows smashed out like lightning, and the dry warrior was swept away in an instant. More than a dozen warriors were lifted to the ground in an instant.
"Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!"
The disciples of the Saint League had no idea what was going on. I felt a pain in my buttocks. The part of the chrysanthemum exploded instantly.
Then the whole person flew out as if in a plane. The majority of these Saint League disciples are half-step martial arts realm martial artists, how could it be Zhang Tianhao's opponent. Zhang Tianhao, like a tiger entering a flock, directly drove in, and was knocked down a large area.
Suddenly, three figures flew out from the void again.
"It's great, the brother of the Martial God Realm is here."
Those holy alliance warriors who had been beaten into dogs were immediately excited when they saw the three warriors flying by. One by one, their beaten ass bloomed, and at the moment they felt the pain in the heart of chrysanthemums. I don't know if I can shit now.
"Bold, dare to come to the Saint League to make trouble, I don't know how to write dead words."
In the middle of the three warriors, a black-faced warrior looked at Zhang Tianhao angrily.
Zhang Tianhao's expression was calm and gentle. He just looked at the black-faced warrior lightly and said: "I'm not here to make trouble. If it is really to make trouble, then it's not just like this."
"Huh, kid, you kneel down for me, and then disuse yourself. We can let you make a living." The black-faced warrior looked at Zhang Tianhao's righteous words.
"Let me live? I want to see how you let me live?" Zhang Tianhao hugged his hand and said calmly.
"court death!"
The black-faced warrior roared angrily, his figure was like electricity, and he broke through the air towards Zhang Tianhao's place, and grabbed Zhang Tianhao with one claw.
This claw tore the void. As if to scrape the entire space into pieces.
"Get out of here!"
Zhang Tianhao slammed and killed the black-faced warrior with a fist.
This fist smashed the dry and rotten, and it was as powerful as a bamboo. Wherever he went, the void exploded.
"Bang!" there was a loud sound.
The black-faced warrior screamed, the whole person snorted, and flew out like a broken kite. Smashed to the ground fiercely.
"Wow!" With a sound of "Wow!", the black-faced warrior couldn't help but highlight a mouthful of blood.
"Give me, kill him!"
The black-faced warrior shouted to the two companions beside him.
The two famous martial artists woke up like a dream, and they killed Zhang Tianhao from left to right.
"Absolute palm!"
"Tiansha Fist!"
These two warriors are both the cultivation bases of the first layer of the war god, and from the perspective of the core disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, they are gods. But for Zhang Tianhao, it was not enough. He didn't even use martial arts, just the power of his flesh blasted out.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Zhang Tianhao didn't retreat but moved forward, his whole body blasted towards the two Valkyrie like lightning. Two punches directly shattered the attack of the two warriors. Then the two punches blasted directly on the chests of the two Valkyrie.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
The two warriors screamed, and the whole person flew out like a broken kite, and the whole person directly fell to the ground. "Wow!" "Wow!"
The two warriors directly spit out two mouthfuls of blood. The look was extremely wilting.
"Call out Hu Zhirong for me, otherwise, my son will go in directly."
Zhang Tianhao walked into the Saint League step by step. Although there are many holy alliance warriors around, they feel the invisible evil aura emanating from Zhang Tianhao's body, but one by one, no one dares to make trouble. All were shocked.
"Who is it that dare to come here to make trouble."
In the void, a white shadow swept down. This man has a sturdy face, a dark complexion, and a very sturdy look. A pair of tiger eyes exudes boundless evil spirits.
"King Liu Zhan has come out, he is one of the six kings of the Saint League!" A warrior from the Saint League said very excitedly.
"That's right, Liu Zhanwang was the cultivation base of the Valkyrie Second Heaven. After the last retreat, it is said that it is the Valkyrie Third Heaven. If Liu Zhanwang takes action, this guy who came to make trouble will definitely be smashed ." Another warrior of the Saint League said excitedly.
Zhang Tianhao had also specifically inquired about the Saint League, and he was relatively familiar with the structure of the Saint League. Naturally, there are six kings in the Saint League. And that Hu Zhirong is also one of the six kings. Unexpectedly, Hu Zhirong hadn't seen him yet, but first saw Liu Shengkun, one of the other six kings.
The words of the Saint League martial artists around, Liu Shengkun seemed to have not heard it, but a pair of tiger eyes locked on Zhang Tianhao, and looked at him indifferently: "You came to the Saint League to make trouble?"
Zhang Tianhao looked at Liu Shengkun, and said calmly, "You can think so."
Liu Shengkun seemed to be angry when he heard Zhang Tianhao's nonchalant words. A long spear pointed at Zhang Tianhao and said coldly: "Very well, I said that you have the ability to come to the Saint League to make trouble."
Zhang Tianhao sneered: "If you want to fight, then fight!"
"Okay, take me a shot!"
Liu Shengkun's body exploded with boundless aura, and he shook his body, as if ignoring the distance of space, he went directly in front of Zhang Tianhao. A shot at Zhang Tianhao was assassinated fiercely.
Of course, the so-called ignoring the spatial distance is naturally false, it is just a kind of illusion that the other party uses a terrifying body to give people.
"Good job!"
Zhang Tianhao's eyes condensed and he looked at Liu Shengkun who was rushing towards him, and he slammed it over.
"Punching Fist!"
"Boom!" There was a loud sound.
In the void, the two forces collided fiercely.