"Brother Lin, leave it to me." Zhang Tianhao looked at Lin Zetao and said.
Lin Zetao's brows constricted, because he thought Zhang Tianhao's appearance was very strange, but his voice was quite familiar, which made his mind wonder: Is it really a disciple of our Xiaoyao Sect
"Junior Brother, you are..."
In order to worry about being seen by Wang Jingyu as a flaw, Zhang Tianhao said hastily: "Brother, if you trust Junior Brother, please give this to Junior Brother!"
Lin Zetao listened to the familiar voice, thought a little, and suddenly recognized it. After all, Zhang Tianhao's voice was unforgettable forever.
"Okay, Junior Brother, I'll leave it to you here." Lin Zetao's voice could hardly contain the excitement.
Although Zhang Tianhao defeated himself when dividing the sect. But Lin Zetao never blamed Zhang Tianhao at all. After all, they defeated him in a fair manner.
If it is really Zhang Tianhao. Lin Zetao was relieved. As the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Zhang Tianhao's combat power, he also heard about it. Even the warriors at the peak of the god emperor were defeated by Zhang Tianhao, let alone others.
After Lin Zetao got off the stage. Wang Jingyu's expression at the moment was a little confused, because he still felt a little confused. It seemed that when this person appeared, Lin Zetao's expression could not contain the excitement.
Moreover, Wang Jingyu could clearly feel that this person gave him a somewhat familiar feeling. Of course, that is purely a feeling. Naturally, Wang Jingyu would not have thought that this person was the one he hated extremely. That day, he sent his martial artist to track Zhang Tianhao, but at the end, he was still slipped away by the opponent, which also made Wang Jingyu a little depressed. Although he also used a lot of methods after the incident, he never found Zhang Tianhao again. This was also something that made him extremely unhappy. Of course, Wang Jingyu won't just go over this matter. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will definitely make that person pay the price. After all, the other party made him make an ugly appearance in front of his beloved woman. This is also something that Wang Jingyu finds difficult to accept.
"Zhang Haotian, please enlighten me!" Zhang Tianhao said lightly.
Zhang Haotian is a pseudonym used by Zhang Tianhao. In order to avoid trouble, he only uses a pseudonym at the moment.
Zhang Tianhao didn't know the beautiful eyes of the saint woman Ouyang Qing from the hidden sword pavilion, staring at Zhang Tianhao without blinking.
Ouyang Qing frowned slightly, and murmured, "Why does this person give me a familiar feeling?"
"Wang Jingyu, please enlighten me!" Although Wang Jingyu didn't like Zhang Tianhao, he still had to do this superficial skill.
"Go ahead!"
Wang Jingyu looked at Zhang Tianhao calmly with his hands behind his back.
Zhang Tianhao: "..."
Zhang Tianhao looked at Wang Jingyu with a silly look at this moment. On his head, there are ten thousand grass|mud horses galloping past at this moment.
"What do you mean?"
Wang Jingyu looked at Zhang Tianhao and said lightly: "Give you a chance to make a move. If you let me make a move, you won't have a chance."
When Wang Jingyu said this, he glanced at the saint Ouyang Qing who was on the side of Yinjian Pavilion. Obviously, he also hopes to perform hard in front of Ouyang Qing at this moment.
Zhang Tianhao was naturally also a wise man, and he saw what Wang Jingyu meant.
"That son is not welcome."
Zhang Tianhao's words fell, and with a punch, he blasted towards Wang Jingyu's body. With this punch, Zhang Tianhao didn't have any tricks, but only used the power of body training.
An explosive punch came out, blasting the void in front of him.
Experts will know if there is any. Wang Jingyu suddenly felt a huge change in expression. The power of this punch also made him feel extremely dangerous.
"Poison kill palm!"
The black palm prints smashed towards Zhang Tianhao's place, covering the sky and the sun.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound.
The two forces collided fiercely in the void.
Zhang Tianhao didn't move, but Wang Jingyu was shaken back by five or six steps.
"what?"
Wang Jingyu was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this time a head-to-head encounter turned out to be a disadvantage. This was the second time he had encountered it when he entered the Zhenwu Continent from the Poison King Palace. The first time, naturally, it was the person I met on the streets of Tianlong City.
At this moment, Wang Jingyu didn't dare to look down upon the warriors of the imperial domain anymore. Take out the poison scale knife.
This is a war knife made from the bones of a poisonous scorpion and highly poisonous. It is extremely sharp. And the knife contained extremely terrible venom. Zhanzhi must die. Of course, the use of Tianjiao Wuhui at this moment is a bit out of date. But for the facade of the Poison King Palace, he also couldn't care about it.
"Boy, you can let me use the poison scale knife. Even if I die in battle, it is enough to smile at Jiuquan." Wang Jingyu looked very determined.
"moron!"
Zhang Tianhao said lightly.
"What? Do you dare to say this?" Wang Jingyu's expression became a bit sullen, obviously extremely unhappy.
"If you say you are an idiot, I still praise you." Zhang Tianhao ridiculed.
"court death!"
Wang Jingyu cut Zhang Tianhao eighteen times in an instant.
"Poison kill eighteen knives!"
The terrifying knife shadow slashed towards Zhang Tianhao's body. The black shadow of the knife enveloped his whole body.
"Blast punch!"
Zhang Tianhao smiled coldly and smashed Wang Jingyu's body with a punch. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the opponent.
"Bang!" there was a sound.
The two forces collided fiercely in the void.
Wang Jingyu's blade light was instantly shaken away, and a huge impact directly shook his whole person back more than a dozen steps. Zhang Tianhao snorted coldly and rushed towards Wang Jingyu's body like a shadow. Once again, he fisted down.
"Poison prison!"
Wang Jingyu shot out dozens of knives in the blink of an eye. In an instant, Zhang Tianhao was surrounded by a dark space. In this space, endless poisonous fog invaded towards Zhang Tianhao's location.
"interesting!"
Zhang Tianhao narrowed his eyes. He naturally knows that this is the power of the law. It should be the law of poison. The law condenses all the toxins together, and then forms a poisonous net, trapping and killing the enemy.
"Zhang Haotian, you are dead."
In the prison of poison. The endless poisonous fog rushed towards Zhang Tianhao's place, and the poisonous fog looked extremely terrifying. Even with Zhang Tianhao's physique, there was a kind of creepy feeling.
"The Hand of Death!"
Zhang Tianhao looked at the poisonous fog that Void had crushed towards him, and snorted coldly, using the power of the law of nirvana, and patted the place of the prison of poison with a palm of his hand.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound.
The huge palm print slapped on the poisoned prison fiercely.
The prison of poison that had been unbreakable became much bleak.