"Looking for death! Three strokes to defeat you..."
Zhan Jie looked at Zhang Tianhao, and a terrible flame burst into his eyes. It seemed that he wanted to burn him at any time.
"Three moves, then I can defeat you with one move!" Zhang Tianhao laughed.
"court death!"
Zhanjie was dizzy. I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen such arrogant people.
"boom!"
Zhan Jie punched Zhang Tianhao over. This punch instantly exploded in the void. Pushing the breakable air wave, hit him.
At this moment, Zhanjie didn't mean to suppress power at all. He just hoped to use the most powerful force to completely suppress this arrogant guy.
Zhang Tianhao could feel that an invisible fist force blocked all around him.
"interesting!"
Zhang Tianhao nodded slightly. But his feet were not slow, he used Ling Bo's microsteps, and mysteriously and mysteriously avoided Zhanjie's punch.
"What a weird body technique!"
Zhan Jie found that he couldn't find how Zhang Tianhao avoided his own blow, which made Zhan Jie feel a little astonished.
"Eating me punch."
"Huangjiquan!"
Zhan Jie banged towards Zhang Tianhao with a punch. Wherever he went, layers of air exploded. A terrible wave of air formed and blasted towards Zhang Tianhao's location.
"This should be your strongest blow, right? Let me defeat you in your strongest move!"
Zhang Tianhao stomped his feet on the ground. A punch greeted him.
With this punch, he didn't use any martial arts, or even real energy. It just collided with Zhan Jie directly with physical strength.
"boom!"
Zhanjie suddenly felt choked by breathing, and then rushed with a powerful force, rushing towards him from his front.
"Ah!" Zhanjie suddenly took seven or eight steps backwards.
Zhanjie's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but uttered a mouthful of blood with a "wow".
"Now you can pick me up too!" Zhang Tianhao grinned at Zhan Jie.
Zhanjie's heart was stunned, and he focused on Zhang Tianhao's figure with all his strength.
"Transformation!" Zhang Tianhao smiled coldly.
In the next second, Zhang Tianhao disappeared in the same place strangely, and then appeared behind Zhan Jie.
When Zhanjie found Zhang Tianhao disappeared in front of his eyes, he secretly said badly. Waiting to react but it is too late.
Looking at the fat buttocks in front of me. Zhang Tianhao kicked out.
"Flame chrysanthemum residue!"
Zhang Tianhao's kick hit Zhan Jie's hip fiercely.
Zhanjie suddenly felt a pain in his chrysanthemum. The whole hip was exploded, and then the whole person fell into the air and flew out like a plane. Severely fell under the battle arena. The raging flames began to burn. Zhanjie rolled desperately on the ground, hoping to put out the flames. However, Zhang Tianhao is such a strange fire, how easy it is to extinguish it.
Zhanjie felt that his little brother was greeted by heat waves after another. This frightened him to death.
The disciple of Hua Yuanzong at the side also hurried forward, trying to help him put out the flame. But it is always unavailable.
After everyone hurriedly extinguished the fire on the buttocks. Zhanjie's lower body is already Chi Guoguo. A sausage has been roasted with bursts of meaty aroma.
"Missed!"
All the disciples of Hua Yuanzong felt chilly underneath themselves at this moment.
"Damn it, you are humiliating our disciple of Hua Yuanzong."
He Qingfeng looked at the miserable situation of his disciple, and was also angry at the moment.
"Haha, Sect Master He, how do I, a disciple of the inner sect of Yunyue Sect, humiliate you, the powerful Hua Yuan Sect?" Zhang Tianhao jokingly smiled.
"Huh! Hugh is rampant, I still have four elite disciples, can you dare to fight?" He Qingfeng asked Zhang Tianhao coldly.
"Hahaha... I saw your Hua Yunzong people upset early this morning. Let your four elite disciples go together instead of going one by one." Zhang Tianhao said arrogantly.
"Arrogant, do you think you can be proud of defeating the weakest of us? Tell you, that's your ignorance."
A young man with a sword came onto the stage. This young man's cultivation is much stronger than Zhan Jie's. At least there is a high-level Wuhuang cultivation base.
"Report your name!"
Zhang Tianhao carried his hands behind his back.
"Xiao Wentian!" the young man said lightly.
"The name is pretty good, but you don't deserve it!" Zhang Tianhao sneered.
"Damn it!" Xiao Wentian was exasperated.
"Breaking Shadowless Sword!"
The heavy sword shadow assassinated Zhang Tianhao's body. As if he wanted to tear his whole person into pieces.
Every sword contains a terrifying sword intent. Dozens of swords form a terrible sword net.
"Left uppercut!"
Zhang Tianhao blasted past with an uppercut.
There is no bells and whistles, just a left uppercut, like a fight by a rogue on the street.
"boom!"
Although it was only a very ordinary move, it directly hit Xiao Wentian's chin.
"Bang!" there was a sound.
Xiao Wentian screamed, his whole body screamed, and he fell out of the void.
Xiao Wentian rushed forward again. Zhang Tianhao banged a right uppercut and directly banged Xiao Wentian's face on the other side, and now both sides of Xiao Wentian were balanced.
"I am going to kill you!"
Xiao Wentian roared wildly and got up from the ground. Pounced towards Zhang Tianhao.
But in the next second, Zhang Tianhao disappeared before Xiao Wentian's eyes. Appeared behind him. Kicked out. This foot slammed on Xiao Wentian's buttocks fiercely.
"Flame chrysanthemum residue!"
Xiao Wentian's buttocks trousers exploded, and the flames quickly lit his buttocks. Begin to toast Xiao Wentian's buttocks vigorously.
"what!"
Xiao Wentian quickly jumped off the battle platform, rushed to the Hua Yuanzong disciple, and shouted: "Quickly help me extinguish the flame, quickly help me extinguish the flame."
Under the hands and feet of those disciples of Hua Yuanzong, the flame behind Xiao Wentian was finally extinguished. Only at this time, his hips are also completely black. The grilled sausage that was wrapped in front is also dark at the moment. Exudes a smell of meat.
The successive defeats of Hua Yuanzong's elite disciples made He Qingfeng's expression even more gloomy. He looked at the disciple who ranked first among the elite disciples and said, "Zhao Yuan, how sure are you to make a move?"
"One hundred percent!" Zhao Yuan said firmly.
"Okay, I also know that Zhao Yuan, if you make a move, there is absolutely no problem." He Qingfeng smiled coldly.
"None of you are his opponents." Zhao Yuan said coldly to the elite disciples ranked second and third.
When the words fell, Zhao Yuan took the battlefield by himself.
On the battle stage, Zhang Tianhao and Zhao Yuan faced each other away.
Zhao Yuan looked at Zhang Tianhao and said faintly: "You are good at strength, but you are definitely not my opponent. Be acquainted and get to know you on your knees. I can spare your life."
Zhang Tianhao looked at Zhao Yuan and smiled coldly: "Do you know how a cow died?"
Zhao Yuan raised his brows and asked, "How did you die?"
"Blowed to death. Stupid!"
Zhang Tianhao gave a joking smile.
"you wanna die!"
"Choke!" Zhao Yuan's eyes were cold, the sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade pointed directly at Zhang Tianhao.