Chapter 1971

In Shen Junhao's opinion, Zhang Hao at the moment is just a mortal, no matter how strong and highly cultivated he is. How can a mortal be able to resist the white emissary, which comes from the magic boxing of ancient times?

In ancient times, what era was that? It was an era of combining the spirit of heaven and earth. It was an era of demons and friars. At that time, it was full of endless unknown and fascinating stories, as well as countless terrible skills and cultivation methods.

Sanhuangfu devil boxing is a powerful boxing technique that can be arrogant in ancient times, and can suppress the existence of countless ancient demons. It is undoubtedly a dimension reduction attack in Shen Junhao's view. Today's Zhang Hao has great ability, and I'm afraid it's hard to resist.

And listen to Shen Junhao's words, Jin Wan'er's face is actually unconsciously more worried.

A pair of jade hands kept holding on like this, and her eyes were vaguely looking at the unknown battle circle. For Jin Waner now, the only thing she can do now is to pray to the heaven, and pray that Zhang Hao can resist the blow of the white messenger.

At this moment, Zhang Hao, who is standing in the battle circle, seems to have nothing to do, and his smile is gradually accumulating.

In the face of the ancient three emperors that pure imperial magnanimous pressure, Zhang Hao still held his head high, the whole person did not show any fatigue, but was eager to try.

"Ha ha, interesting, interesting. Finally, I can see a decent trick. It's not a waste of my expectation. "

Shen Junhao may have never thought of it at the moment. In Zhang Hao's eyes, the three emperors' Fu Mo Quan, which he boasted to have nothing on the ground or in the sky, is just a decent move. It seems that there is nothing special about it.

After all, the three emperors' Fu Mo Quan is an ancient skill, and Zhang Hao's Wusong is the only way in ancient times. To say, compared with the ancient level, when the witch clan rose, there was really no human race, so Zhang Hao at the moment naturally didn't pay attention to the so-called "Three Emperors subduing evil fist".

One punch, one finger, hit each other like this between heaven and earth.

The whole Xiaojia manor experienced a great turbulence once again.

However, the Xiao family manor has been in ruins after several disasters, and now it is a piece of ruins. Now, no matter how turbulent it is, that is the same thing.

Smoke and dust all over the sky, flying sand and rocks, the wind is raging.

I don't know how long it took before xiaojiazhuang garden gradually calmed down.

When all these things are silent again, the three emperors Dharma phase hanging in the air slowly disappears into the invisible.

While Shen Junhao and others are staring at the front, their eyes are from tension, excitement and curiosity into incomparable panic, extremely unimaginable, especially Shen Junhao. At the moment, he is constantly rubbing his eyes, as if he is reading the scene in front of him.

On the ruins of the Xiao family, by moonlight, Zhang Hao still stood on the spot with a smile on his face, and his whole body was not stained with a trace of dust.

Compared with Zhang Hao's calm and calm, the waiter in white is not so lucky.

At the moment, the emissary in white can't even stand up. The whole person lies on the ground powerlessly. His white long clothes are already ragged. His hands, corners of his mouth and his breath are full of red blood.

It's obvious that the white emissary has been seriously injured this time. Of course, this is still the case when Zhang Hao left his hands. If Zhang Hao had just done his best, the so-called white messenger would have died this morning. Where could he be breathing here.

Tap, tap.

In the night, Zhang Hao's pace is gradually forward, step by step toward the white messenger in the past.

Seeing Zhang Hao move forward, the white emissary was afraid in his heart, frightened in his eyes, and desperately wanted to move his body backward. However, his present state is not as good as a three-year-old child. Even if he wants to move his body, he is powerless.

Zhang Hao went to the white messenger all the way, and his smile couldn't stop. He said, "the three emperors subdue the devil fist. Ha ha, the boxing technique is good, but the person who uses him is too spicy. If you can reach the eight fold sky of Tianyuan, you may have the power to fight with me. Now you are just a rookie in my eyes. "

Although Zhang Hao's voice was not loud, Shen Junhao and others behind him could hear clearly.

At the moment, Shen Junhao's heart is already ten thousand grass mud horses galloping past. When his old eyes look at Zhang Hao again, it seems that the 17-year-old young man in front of him is no longer human. His power completely exceeds Shen Junhao's understanding and beyond the scope of human beings.

"My God!"

I don't know how long it took Shen Junhao to exclaim: "even, even the ancient martial arts of the three emperors' demon subduing fist can be defeated. The blue sword kills the gods. Is he still human?"At the moment, Shen Junhao is very surprised.

However, Jin Wan'er and WAN Yan Kangda show a totally different attitude from Shen Junhao. At the moment, Jin Wan'er is inexplicably at ease, while Wanyan Kangda looks at Zhang Hao's back with an impulse to show loyalty.

It can be said that Zhang Hao's battle has completely conquered Wanyan Kangda, and has made Wanyan Kangda become a dog around him willingly.

However, Zhang Hao didn't care much about the thoughts of the six families behind him. What he was really interested in was who the middle-aged man in white was in front of him? Which family or sect did he belong to? After all, in the cold and snowy environment of the Northern Kingdom, he could still cultivate a figure in the early days of the Tian Yuan Dynasty. This force must be not simple.

Squatting down, Zhang Hao at the moment smiles and stares at the so-called white messenger. After half a sound, Zhang Hao gently opens his lips and says, "it's over. Everything is over. Now you've been defeated. Isn't there anything you want to say to me?"

Listening to Zhang Hao's inquiry, the middle-aged man in white just gave a bitter smile, then raised his head with pride: "is it over? Hum, it's still early. Do you think you can conquer the whole northern kingdom if you defeat me? Dream about it. "

With that, the middle-aged man in white sneered again, and looked at Zhang Hao with a kind of venomous eyes and said: "kid, you wait, you can wait for me, and soon someone will come to settle accounts with you. I hope you can be so rampant at that time, ha ha ha ha ha."

While talking, the white emissary's face suddenly changed. The originally pale face was flushed and then cyan.

Then Zhang Hao saw that he was biting his teeth. Suddenly, a torrent surged up and down his body.

For such a scene, although Zhang Hao did not experience much, but it is also seen.

With a smile, Zhang Hao reached out and patted the white emissary's elixir with his palm. He said, "it's not so easy to die!"

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