This punch is even more powerful. Void shocks. The space seems to be blown up.
"Break it to me!"
The blood boy snorted coldly. Turn claws into fists.
"Blood Killing Punch!"
This punch carries a powerful evil spirit. The blood-red shadow of the fist filled the entire void and shrouded Zhang Tianhao's body.
Zhang Tianhao snorted coldly, not retreating but advancing. Twelve percent of the power was used, and he bombarded the blood boy.
"Flying soul!"
This punch was the seventh punch of Zhang Tianhao's Seven Injury Boxes, and it condensed the strength of Zhang Tianhao's whole body. Whether it is the power of the physical body or the power of refining Qi, it has been poured into this fist.
"boom!"
The two forces collided in the void. Compressed to the ultimate strength. It burst out from between the two. Zhang Tianhao and Young Master Blood were shaken back together by seven or eight steps. The ground under his feet trembled violently. It spread out in all directions like a cobweb.
Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. And the blood boy's complexion was also a little pale. Both are in ragged clothes.
The Blood Master looked at Zhang Tianhao, wiped off the slightly overflowing blood at the corners of his mouth, and muttered to Zhang Tianhao, "Not bad, it seems that I still underestimated you before. You are qualified to be my opponent. It is worth taking seriously."
Zhang Tianhao didn't say a word. At this moment, he had already tested it out. This blood boy was indeed worthy of the name. Absolutely half the strength of Wuzong. It is not easy to defeat him if oneself head-to-head. Of course, Zhang Tianhao would not give up.
"Take me one more trick."
The blood boy turned into a vague blood shadow and slaughtered Zhang Tianhao.
Zhang Tianhao's heart is a purlin, this blood boy has a very strong body. He suddenly discovered that he couldn't see the figure of the blood boy clearly.
"What's wrong with taking your ten moves?" Zhang Tianhao laughed and greeted him unwillingly.
"Ling Bo stepped slightly!"
Since Zhang Tianhao couldn't find and capture the other person's figure, he would use Shen Fa to face Shen Fa. When it comes to physical fitness, his Lingbo Weibu is also in the Xiaocheng realm. Compared to the other side's shenfa, it is inferior.
Young Master Blood was a little surprised to find that he could not capture Zhang Tianhao's body skills, Zhang Tianhao's body skills were indeed very mysterious. The blood boy thought that he was well-informed, but he didn't have the slightest clue about this body technique, and he couldn't understand the mystery of this body technique.
The two played fast and fought hundreds of moves in an instant. With a heavy blow, Zhang Tianhao and Young Master Blood each took seven or eight steps back.
Young Master Blood snorted coldly, revealed a knife, and said to Zhang Tianhao: "We will win and lose with weapons!"
"Right on my mind!"
Zhang Tianhao responded and flashed the Blood God Sword.
"A hundred knives!"
Zhang Tianhao rushed to Young Master Blood, and instantly scored seventeen knives. Layers of knife shadows enveloped Young Master Blood, and smashed down toward the opponent's body.
"Blood shadows are flying!"
Zhang Tianhao noticed that the blood boy in front of him had disappeared. Turned into hundreds of blood shadows.
At this moment, Zhang Tianhao was stunned in an instant. Eighteen swords killed the shadow of the eighteen swords. But he knew that it was not the real body of the blood boy at all.
In the next second, Young Master Blood appeared on Zhang Tianhao's body. Cut it with a knife.
This time, it came too suddenly. The knife slashed fiercely on Zhang Tianhao's body. Flew his whole person out.
Zhang Tianhao was knocked out of more than 100 meters, and he fell to the ground and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"go to hell!"
The Blood Prince appeared in front of Zhang Tianhao again.
"Three feet in ice!"
Zhang Tianhao slashed out.
The temperature around him dropped dozens of degrees in an instant, and it was freezing cold. It seemed that even the air had to be frozen.
The blood boy's speed slowly increased for a second. It was this second that gave Zhang Tianhao a chance. Zhang Tianhao snorted coldly, and once again slaughtered him towards the place where the blood boy was. Chopped out.
"Red apricots in the snow!"
The Blood God Knife in Zhang Tianhao's hand chopped out seven or seven forty-nine knives to form a fantasy world.
At this moment, Zhang Tianhao was already the King of Martial Arts, and the Six Aohan Jue he used was more than ten times stronger than before.
The blood boy is a magic repair. Above the state of mind, it is indeed their weakness. In Zhang Tianhao's illusion, there were past events that made him unbearable in the past. Let his mind tremble slightly. He seemed to have seen those wronged souls who had died under his hands in the past. As the young rudder master of the Northern Territory sub-rudder of the Heavenly Demon Cult, Young Master Blood was covered with blood on his hands. And at this moment, the souls who died under his hands in the past seem to have revived. One by one, covered in blood, crawled towards Young Master Blood.
"No... No... none of you are real, they are all illusions. What can I do for a mere illusion." The Blood Prince yelled.
The Blood Prince deserves to be a peerless genius who is ranked three hundred on the Qianlong list. He recovered quickly at this moment. It's just that although he was dragged by the illusion for a long time. But for Zhang Tianhao, it was completely enough.
"A hundred knives!"
Zhang Tianhao will come out as a powerful Hundred Swordsman. One cut eighteen knives. The light of the eighteen swords flashed dazzling white light.
"Break it for me!"
Looking at the sword light in front of him, it shrouded himself. The blood boy roared.
"Blood knife cut!"
The endless blade light turned into an evil blood dragon, rushing towards Zhang Tianhao's body.
The seventeen swords in front violently collided with the blood dragon in the void. The blade light shattered, but the blood dragon shrank a lot. However, he continued to rush towards Zhang Tianhao with a grim expression.
"The Eighteenth Sword"
The strength of 13107200 kilograms. A dragon roar sounded in the void.
The power of a dragon, in the legend, the power of a dragon that can only be used by the Wuzong strong, is crushed against the blood son. A mighty shadow of a mighty dragon was faintly visible in the void, roaring in the void with the sword's momentum.
"boom!"
The two forces collided again.
The blood dragon was shattered by Zhang Tianhao's terrifying power. With a whine, dissipated in the void. The endless blade light continued to squeeze down on the blood boy's body.
The blood boy looked pale and roared. Bloody evil spirit,
A protective gas shield appeared in front of Young Master Blood. A wall of gas formed just like a substance and stood in front of him.
"boom!"
With this knife beheaded down.
The blood boy's protective gas shield was instantly smashed. The blood boy screamed, and even flew upside down like a broken kite. After breaking eight big trees. Fell to the ground.
"Wow!" Prince Blood couldn't help but spit out a bite of blood again.
"Blood boy, take it to death!"
Zhang Tianhao let out a cold snort, and flew towards Young Master Blood. Cut it with a knife.
Suddenly, the blood shadow in front of Zhang Tianhao's eyes flickered. The blood boy disappeared in front of him.
"What about people?"
Zhang Tianhao's expression changed, and he secretly shouted badly.