Originally Xie Wanshan thought that his attack was definitely a surefire. But soon, he realized that he definitely thought too much.
In the next second, Zhang Tianhao disappeared in front of him like a ghost.
"How is this going?"
Xie Wanshan's creeps.
"I'm here, what are you looking at?"
Zhang Tianhao's voice was extremely cold and severe.
"what… "
Xie Wanshan hadn't reacted yet, Zhang Tianhao's punch had already hit the head that knew Wanshan very fiercely.
"Puff!" a cry.
Xie Wanshan's head was like a watermelon, and was smashed by Zhang Tianhao's punch.
"Ding Dong! Congratulations to player Zhang Tianhao for killing Xie Wanshan..."
"With this little strength, I even dared to attack this young man. It's almost reckless!" Zhang Tianhao's face showed a cold and stern look.
The next second, disappeared in place.
…
The largest inn in Lingtian City,
Wangliu Inn
It's midnight
Hundreds of warriors came quietly outside the inn where Zhang Tianhao was at this moment
As the largest inn in Lingtian City, Wangliu Inn naturally has a backstage. And the background is also very hard. But when those warriors approached Wangliu Inn quietly. More than a dozen warriors blocked in front of those warriors.
The weakest among the dozen or so warriors are all half-step warriors in the Martial God Realm, and the strongest 60-year-old elder is the cultivation base of the God Sovereign Realm. But when the 60-year-old elder saw those warriors, he couldn't help but get terrified. Because in his opinion, these warriors are very powerful. Especially the few in the head, even a look in his eyes made him shudder. But where the responsibility lies, the 60-year-old elder said: "Everyone, is there anything that offends you at Wangliu Inn? I hope you don't take action here. Wangliu Inn is grateful."
The 60-year-old old man felt the terrible aura of the other party, and could only release the sign of Wangliu Inn, hoping to make the other party scrupulous.
Sure enough, Wang Liushanzhang's sign was still a slight deterrent to these people. Therefore, the middle-aged warrior headed by that head hesitated a little, and said to the strong man in Wangliu Villa: "Don't say that this seat doesn't give you the face of Wangliu Inn, you let the guests in Tianzi No. 1 room come out, we You can't do it here."
"it is good!"
When the 60-year-old elder of Wangliu Inn said this, he was immediately relieved and immediately went to Wangliu Inn.
In the room of Wangliu Inn
The 60-year-old old man stood in front of Zhang Tianhao respectfully, watching him flatteringly: "My son, these people are not easy to provoke, you still..."
"Well, are these people here?" Zhang Tianhao asked when he looked at the old man in Wangliu Inn.
"Um... there are more than a hundred people coming from the Poison King Palace, Taixuyuan, Colorful Villa, Minggu, and Ghost Spirit Sect. Son, the inn is operated on a small scale, you still..." The old man looked a little embarrassed. Zhang Tianhao.
Zhang Tianhao smiled freely, but he didn't blame the old man either. After all, Wang Liu Inn was doing business, and it was impossible for him to offend so many powerful forces. At this time, it would be good to be able to do this kind of notification obligation. Therefore, he nodded and said: "Well, these people, this son can solve it, and you won't be embarrassed by your boss."
"My son, you?" The 60-year-old old man at Wangliu Inn looked at Zhang Tianhao with a little surprise.
"It's not just some native chickens, my son doesn't care. That's it."
After Zhang Tianhao finished speaking, he walked out of the inn and hovered over the Wangliu Inn.
"Everyone, why are you here for? My son understands, let's go together! My son will continue." Zhang Tianhao said lightly.
Chang Wuhen, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, looked at the floating void with a proud look of Zhang Tianhao, his expression also a little angry. Pointing at him and said: "Your Excellency, you snatched my Blue Star Tears and also snatched my son's birthday fruit. You are in this Lingtian City today, so don't want to go out."
Chang Wuhen can also think of who Zhang Tianhao bought Blue Star Tears with his ass.
Chang Wuhen thought that Zhang Tianhao would give Murong Ziqian the tears of the Blue Star he liked, and he would go crazy with jealousy.
"It's useless to say more, let's do it!"
Zhang Tianhao is too lazy to talk nonsense with these people now. Faintly.
"Kill him for me... life and death..."
Although Chang Wuhen was in the auction room, he saw a scene where the strong of the hermit family was repelled. But he thought that it was just a strong man hiding beside Zhang Tianhao. Now he is the only one, and Chang Wuhen naturally doesn't think that this young man who looks younger than himself can be so powerful.
More than a dozen ghost spirit sect martial artists in the gods all killed Zhang Tianhao.
"court death!"
Zhang Tianhao patted it out with a palm.
This palm is no fancy, just a simple palm. But this palm implies extremely terrifying power. The invisible palm prints shred the world.
Those ghost spirit sect divine realm warriors felt the pressure of suffocation. It was as if an invisible mountain was pressing against them.
"what!"
The warriors of the Ghost Spirit Sect immediately felt terrified. The invisible force drove their whole people into the air.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"
More than a dozen ghost spirit sect divine realm warriors were immediately knocked down to the ground. Facing Zhang Tianhao, there was no resistance at all.
Cheng Sihan, the deputy head of Minggu, was somewhat surprised when he saw this scene. Originally, he had the same idea as Chang Wuhen, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. This young man is so young, it is impossible to be the strong man who can defeat him . Because it's too young. Moreover, it was only in a short period of time that Cheng Sihan did not see the opponent at all. It's just that from now on, the one who defeated him at that time might really be the strong one at that time.
"How is it possible that such a young man has such strength, besides the saint Ouyang Qing of Yinjian Pavilion, is there a second one in the world?"
Cheng Sihan murmured.
Soon, Cheng Sihan thought of the second one. Compared with the saint Ouyang Qing of Yinjian Pavilion, that person had a more dazzling halo and possessed invincible power. It's just that this person, in the eyes of the warriors of the hidden family, is a taboo. The Hidden Family has a transcendent status in the entire Zhenwu Continent. Even if the Ten Great Sacred Lands of Zhenwu Continent were compared with the Hidden World Clan, their strength was a little worse.
But for this person, they still suffered a lot. Although Minggu, Poison King Palace, Taixu Courtyard, and Colorful Villa could not help gritted their teeth in hatred when they mentioned this person. But they still have no choice but to take this person. Because the opponent's personal force or influence has already surpassed the hermit family. Now the climate has become.
"It can't be him, it's just a coincidence."
Cheng Sihan shook his head and tried hard to get rid of this absurd idea.
In another courtyard of Wangliu Inn
"Holy Maiden, why didn't you live in the Ghost Spirit Sect? Now it is so noisy and disturbing your cleansing." A girl with the appearance of a maid said to another beautiful girl.