C475 Ancestor Murong
C475 Ancestor Murong
"Brat, today, I want to avenge my cousin."
Nangong Hai roared furiously and lunged at Zhang Tianhao. A palm slapped down.
"Insignificant skill!"
Zhang Tianhao smiled disdainfully. He put away the Blood God Blade. This Nangong Hai was not worthy for him to use a saber. Using the Swallow Fluttering Shadow was like a flash of light, swaying. Instead of retreating, he moved forward and threw a punch to meet the punch head on.
"Bang!"
Nangong Hai felt as if his palm had hit an iron wall. His body was forced back seven steps, and he felt a surge of blood rushing up his body, as if it was about to spurt out.
In fact, Zhang Tianhao did not even use 1% of his strength in this punch. He had not even used a martial skill yet. But even so, it wasn't something that Nangong Hai, this Half-step Martial King, could contend with.
Nangong Hai pulled out a saber. The black blade carried a sharp killing intent.
"Frenzied Sword Slash!"
Nangong Hai's body swayed like a phantom as he strangely appeared in front of Zhang Tianhao. A sharp blade slashed down. A blade shadow that was like a tempestuous wave covered Zhang Tianhao's body.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Tianhao threw out a punch. This punch was a direct hit, and he couldn't even be bothered to find any flaws. He didn't even use his True Qi. He only used the pure strength of his physical body.
But even so, with the strength of his physical body, Nangong Hai's saber light was shattered inch by inch. He felt as if his blade had hit an iron wall. His hand went numb from the shock, and the blade in his hand almost flew out of his hand. This caused Nangong Hai to turn pale with fright.
"How could he be so strong?"
Initially, Nangong Hai had overestimated Zhang Tianhao's strength as much as possible. But now, it seemed like he had still underestimated Zhang Tianhao.
Zhang Tianhao shook his head and said to Nangong Hai mockingly, "Speaking of which, you are still much weaker than your cousin Nangong Jin. At least, your younger brother Nangong Jin can still pose a threat to me."
Zhang Tianhao's words were biased towards Nangong Hai. Nangong Hai and Nangong Jin's strength were about the same. However, when Zhang Tianhao met Nangong Jin, his cultivation base was still below Nangong Jin's. At this moment, Zhang Tianhao's cultivation base had already advanced to the Martial King Stage. His cultivation base had even surpassed Nangong Hai by more than a hundred streets. Naturally, this gave Nangong Jin the illusion that his combat strength was stronger than Nangong Hai's.
"Go to hell!" Nangong Hai was furious.
What Nangong Hai hated the most was someone saying that he was inferior to Nangong Jin. At this moment, Zhang Tianhao was exposing his scars, causing Nangong Hai to go crazy.
"The ultimate move of Frenzied Sword Slash!"
In an instant, Nangong Hai turned into hundreds of blade shadows. The heavy blade shadows covered Zhang Tianhao's entire body. Each of the blade shadows was real and real, and it was filled with endless killing intent.
"It's nothing but a show!"
Zhang Tianhao smiled faintly. Instead of retreating, he moved forward like a phantom. He threw out a punch.
This punch blew up everything within a three meter radius.
"Boom!"
Dozens of blade shadows were instantly shattered by Zhang Tianhao's punch. The surrounding blade shadows were instantly destroyed. Zhang Hao's punch went straight into Nangong Hai's body.
Nangong Hai felt the killing intent of Zhang Tianhao's punch, and his face turned pale with fright. He quickly retreated, trying to avoid Zhang Tianhao's attack.
However, how could Zhang Tianhao let him do as he wished? He chased after Zhang Tianhao like a shadow and threw a punch at him. This punch hit Nangong Hai's chest directly.
"Bang!"
Nangong Hai let out a miserable cry. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.
"Get down!" He fell to the ground.
"Die!"
Zhang Tianhao sneered and was about to kill him.
"Murong Jingtian, Patriarch Murong, why aren't you attacking? Do you want to see me die?" Nangong Hai looked in the direction of Murong Jingtian and Patriarch Murong and shouted.
This scene was a long story, but it actually happened in a very short period of time. Murong Jingtian and Patriarch Murong didn't even have time to react. It was said that the number one genius of Nangong family had lost just like that after Nangong Jin. Of course, the two of them couldn't let Nangong Hai die in the Imperial Palace. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to withstand the fury of Nangong family.
Murong Jingtian was the first to lunge at Zhang Tianhao. Murong Jingtian had made great progress during this period of time. With the help of the Medicine Pill from the Heavenly Sword Sect, his cultivation base had improved by leaps and bounds during this year. He had also broken through to the Half-step Martial King. However, his accumulation was not as good as Patriarch Murong's. Therefore, there was still a huge gap between him and the Martial King. However, the cultivation of the Half-step Martial King was enough for him to look down on the entire Vaxi Country. The wild ambition that had been extinguished was ignited once again.
"Heavenly Desolate Fist!"
In the void, layers of fist shadows crushed down like boulders. They were aimed at Zhang Tianhao's body.
"Get lost!"
Zhang Tianhao roared furiously and threw out a punch.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided in the void.
A violent force swept out in all directions with the two of them at the center.
Murong Jingtian grunted and staggered eight to nine steps back. The tiles under his feet cracked like spider webs in all directions.
"Ugh!"
A surge of blood gushed out from Murong Jingtian's body.
This was because Zhang Tianhao thought of Murong Ziqian. After all, the person in front of him was his father-in-law. Zhang Tianhao had to do it on Murong Ziqian's account. He showed mercy to him.
"God-Falling Palm!"
Patriarch Murong also arrived.
The sky was filled with palm shadows that blotted out the sun and covered the sky. It carried a surging force as it rushed down explosively. Sand and stones were flying all around, and dust was flying all over the place. Under this tyrannical power, the earth trembled violently.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Tianhao was extremely disdainful. Even though Patriarch Murong was a Martial King, this palm strike had an astonishing momentum. However, even if he stood there and let his opponent hit him, Patriarch Murong wouldn't be able to harm a single hair of his.
After all, Zhang Tianhao was a High Rank Martial King.
Zhang Tianhao wanted to test the defensive power of his Copper Wall War Body. Therefore, he held his hands behind his back and did not dodge.
Murong Jingtian and Nangong Hai saw Patriarch Murong attack. They were both overjoyed. When they saw that Zhang Tianhao didn't even try to dodge the attack, both of them were scared silly.
Murong Jingtian secretly sighed, If you weren't from the Zhang family, it would be great. With your talent, you are qualified to be my son-in-law.
However, Zhang Tianhao's figure was soon covered by another stunning figure. That young man had the same peerless talent, but at this moment, he was shining brightly. In Murong Jingtian's point of view, this young man was more suitable for his daughter. If his daughter really married him, the Murong family would definitely have a bright future.
With a thought, Patriarch Murong's palm landed on Zhang Tianhao's body.
Initially, Patriarch Murong thought that Zhang Tianhao would definitely turn into ashes under his palm. However, when his palm landed on Zhang Tianhao's body, he had a shocking feeling. It felt like his palm had struck an iron wall. It shook Patriarch Murong's wrist until it became numb.
"What!?" Patriarch Murong found it unbelievable.
"Did you enjoy the fight? Isn't it my turn?"
Zhang Tianhao coldly harrumphed and sent a slap out.
"Pa!" Zhang Tianhao's slap landed on Patriarch Murong's body.