Peerless War God in City

Can tell one's position from one's voice.    

He could determine a person's position through their zhenqi.    

However, Haotian could use his spiritual sense to scan them, so he could feel them from ten minutes ago!    

Moreover, his spiritual sense had detected something.    

His opponent was weaker than Hu Kecong by a small realm, but the quality of his zhen Qi was several times that of Hu Kecong's. Moreover, he had a decisive killing aura around him.    

This was something that Hu Kecong did not have.    

If these two were to fight, Haotian, Hu Kecong, would probably be defeated, and completely!    

Three minutes later.    

The sounds of battle and wailing outside the door gradually died down. A dozen seconds later, the sounds completely disappeared.    

The air was suffused with a bloody smell.    

The atmosphere was very quiet.    

At this moment.    

Not only Yao Zhenghao, but even Hu Kecong himself could not help but frown. A few traces of seriousness flashed across his face.    

People Yao Zhenghao had arranged outside.    

Hu Kecong was someone that he had seen before. They were all first-rate experts and their numbers weren't low either. Their combined combat strength was very powerful.    

However, for the opponent to finish off all these people within a few minutes, that was a testament to his strength.    

He couldn't be underestimated!    

This person … It's a little strong!    

Amongst everyone.    

The only one with a calm expression was Haotian.    

His eyes were still closed, just like a stone statue. He sat upright in his seat, unperturbed.    

ta ta ta … *    

A few seconds later.    

Footsteps rang out.    

The sound of crisp, melodious footsteps sounded from outside the door. With each step, the footsteps were rhythmic, indicating that the person was walking at a leisurely pace.    

The sound was like music, pleasing to the ear.    

However, at this moment, it was rather sinister and strange, like the wails of a purgatory. It was as if the morning bell of the evening drum had struck the hearts of everyone present, wanting to devour them all.    

In the main hall.    

Suddenly, a restless atmosphere filled the atmosphere. It was as if death was approaching.    

Yao Zhenghao, who had been the head of the World Spiritist Alliance for many years, suddenly trembled for some reason.    

A feeling of cowardice was born in his heart.    

"Leader Yao, don't panic. With me here, no one will dare to touch you!"    

Seeing this, Hu Kecong once again spoke arrogantly. His attitude was extremely arrogant and confident. However, his eyebrows involuntarily furrowed.    

Thinking about it, he was still a bit worried in his heart. At the very least, he wasn't as confident as he was on the surface.    

The footsteps grew louder and louder.    

Finally.    

One minute later.    

Boom!    

A loud sound echoed out like stormy waves and a cold wind howled.    

The sound of thunder resounded through the entire hall!    

Then.    

Everyone saw that large metal door was directly opened by someone. It was as if a thin leaf had been kicked out of the door and thrown into the air, rolling back and forth. Finally, it was inserted into the stone wall beside them.    

This raised a wave of shock!    

Following that …    

Dust fell.    

Within this fog, a man was walking leisurely. Step by step, he slowly walked in.    

His steps were light, but steady. Every step he took made a crisp sound, and the wisp of white hair on his forehead floated in the air like a willow branch, looking unrestrained.    

The person who came was a man. Looking at him, he seemed to be around 50 years old. He couldn't be considered young!    

His face was very ordinary and could not be found even if he was thrown into the crowd.    

However, his complexion was very rough. The flesh on his face was extremely rough, as if he were constantly rubbing it with other things.