"Thirty-first knives!"
The terrible sword light slashed on the spear of the white-clothed youth. He shot his spear instantly.
The white-clothed youth was shocked, apparently he didn't expect Zhang Tianhao's sword technique to be so terrifying.
"This kid's strength has improved a lot."
However, the white-clothed youth was even more angry. How could he, a magnificent high-ranking martial emperor, have been repeatedly defeated by a junior martial emperor.
"Reaper Gun!"
The white-clothed youth roared. Behind him, a terrifying phantom flew up, holding a sickle in his hand, with boundless life. It is the god of death.
"call!"
The white-clothed youth stabbed Zhang Tianhao with a horrible death will.
"choke!"
Zhang Tianhao's thirty-one sword slashed on the white-clothed youth's spear. But he has never shaken off his grab.
"Thirty-two dollars!"
Zhang Tianhao remained motionless, and slashed the white-clothed youth with a steady second knife.
Finally, the knife smashed the spear of the white-clothed youth.
Thirty-third knives, thirty-third knives as fast as lightning.
Zhang Tianhao's body like a ghost, rushed towards the white-clothed youth. The thirty-third knife slashed down. Falling toward the body of the white-clothed youth.
"what!"
The white-clothed young man used the power of his body to its limit, and shouted: "Dead lotus blooms!"
In an instant, the young man in white pierced seven or forty-nine gun shadows, and the gun shadows formed an invisible lotus bloom. Enveloping Zhang Tianhao.
"Humph!"
Zhang Tianhao's eyes showed cold light, he chopped out a hundred knives and cut 34 knives.
Thirty-five dollars
Thirty-six dollars
…
The terrible three swords slashed on the dead lotus of the white-clothed youth. The death lotus that had bloomed out of the death god's will was immediately suppressed, but the terrible death lotus still exuded terrible power. Zhang Tianhao's breath was locked.
"Thirty-seven dollars!"
This is an extremely terrifying knife, as if everything in the world is under this knife, eclipsing it.
"boom!"
Zhang Tianhao slashed the dead lotus fiercely with this knife. Two forces collide in the void and come together. A terrible death will also locked Zhang Tianhao.
"Puff!" a cry.
The power of the dead lotus blooming exploded in the void, colliding with Zhang Tianhao's blade light in the void.
"boom!"
After a slight stalemate, the death lotus flower was finally split in half by Zhang Tianhao's blade.
"Wow!"
The white-clothed youth suddenly snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood. This death lotus was connected to his mind, mind and mood, and was broken, naturally affecting his body.
"Die!"
Zhang Tianhao sneered and slaughtered the young man in white. Once again slashed down.
At this moment, the young man in white had already hurt his roots, how could he be able to stop Zhang Tianhao's attack.
"Puff!"
Zhang Tianhao killed the young man in white with a single blow.
The eyes of the white-clothed youth were staring wide, as if he didn't believe it, he just died under the ants of a junior martial emperor. The martial artist on the sidelines was also very surprised, and it seemed that they had never thought that a junior martial emperor could kill a high-level martial emperor. It is important to know that in the realm of Emperor Wu, it is almost impossible to leapfrog a challenge. What's more, a beginner Wuhuang crossed the middle to kill the high.
But astonished to astonishment, the high-ranking martial emperors around just glanced at Zhang Tianhao with a slight alert. I didn't care too much, after all, which one of the people present was not a peerless arrogant, and which one could not leapfrog the challenge.
At this moment, the previous old man appeared in the void again. The old man's majestic gaze flicked across the faces of the warriors present. He said lightly: "This time, there are no rules. As long as you can enter the door in front, you can use any means. However, the time limit is half-zhu incense. By then, it will exceed half-zhu incense, even if you finally enter. That door will also be eliminated."
After speaking, the old man glanced at the people present and said: "Now the fight begins."
At the moment the old man finished speaking, all the warriors almost all rushed towards the door at once. Wrapped Zhang Tianhao. Almost at the beginning, all the warriors were beheading their opponents. At this time, it is better to have fewer and fewer natural opponents.
The five strongest warriors above the peak of the Martial Emperor are also fighting at this moment.
Zhang Tianhao didn't do anything. If these hundreds of warriors didn't have a victory or defeat, no one would rush to the gate even if it was close at hand, because it would become a target. Jiang Yaofan and Tong Fang obviously also knew this truth. Therefore, at this time, they are all cleaning up the warriors on the side.
Fighting is still going on, and warriors are beheaded every moment.
Zhang Tianhao didn't kill the opponent, but only used his personal skills to avoid the attacks of the martial artists around him. He didn't pounce on the iron door either. There is still a distance of one kilometer. For the warrior, this distance came in an instant, but at this moment he did not dare to act rashly. But he also had a plan.
After fighting for half an hour, there were only dozens of warriors present. However, these dozens of people are all above the Intermediate Martial Emperor. All are the elites present. On the contrary, Zhang Tianhao, the novice Wuhuang emperor, was a rather unusual one in the field.
Zhang Tianhao looked at it, and suddenly found that the girl in white who had previously met him was in the queue. The white-clothed girl found Zhang Tianhao was aiming at her, and couldn't help glaring at him fiercely, obviously still brooding about his previous behavior.
Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Why does this sister paper hold such grudges?"
"This blood sacred pool is mine."
Jiang Yaofan looked at the door close at hand, couldn't help it anymore, and threw himself at it.
"Don't think about it!"
Tong Fang and dozens of warriors joined forces to stop him.
Although he was afraid of Jiang Yaofan's half-step Wuzun's strength. But the temptation of that bloodline holy pool is stronger. No one wants to see someone take it away.
"Damn it, dare to stop me, die!"
"Kill Seventeen Swords!"
Jiang Yaofan roared wildly, piercing out the sword shadows, and slaughtered the warriors who were blocking him.
"Puff!" "Puff!"
Each warrior was killed by that terrifying sword shadow.
"What a terrible swordsmanship!"
Although Zhang Tianhao is still some distance away from Jiang Yaofan. But the terrible sword intent still shocked him.
The four high-ranking emperors Tong Fan, Xiao Jue, Shi Wenlong, and Ge Yunshan were instantly retreated. They all looked at Jiang Yaofan in amazement, obviously they didn't expect this guy to be so difficult.
"Hahaha... You want to stop me with just a few trash!"
Jiang Yaofan gave a crazy smile.
After speaking, just wait to swipe inside.
"Damn it, stop him!"
Although Jiang Yaofan's speed is fast, Tong Fang's body is not too slow. In the air, with a fierce knife, he instantly slashed from behind Jiang Yaofan.