Awakening Of The Berserk System

A sharp killing intent burst out from Lee Yuntong's body. The surrounding air started to vibrate.    

When the Martial Emperor became angry, his corpse would be lying on the ground for thousands of miles.    

"Uncle Li, it's this man. He was the one who beat Brother Wentao to such an extent." Yang Jinkun immediately stepped forward and said to Lee Yuntong.    

"It's you?"    

Lee Yuntong was furious. A sharp killing intent locked onto Zhang Tianhao.    

"Kid, I think you are still alive..."    

Yang Jinkun felt proud in his heart.    

"Die!" Lee Yuntong thrust his palm at Zhang Tianhao.    

"Stop!"    

Chen Wei countered with his palm.    

"Bang!"    

Chen Wei was forced back a dozen steps, his face pale. Although Chen Wei was a Martial Emperor, he was only a Martial Monarch Level One Heaven warrior. The gap between him and Lee Yuntong was just too great. After all, Lee Yuntong was at the peak of the early stage of the Martial Emperor realm.    

"Commander Chen, you want to stop me?" Lee Yuntong looked at Chen Wei with an unfriendly expression.    

Although Chen Wei was the commander of the City Guard, Lee Yuntong was the patriarch of Lee family, so he naturally wasn't afraid of Chen Wei.    

"Master of the Lee family, nothing can escape from the word 'reason'. This matter was caused by your son being in the wrong first. I hope that Master of the Lee family won't start another war." Chen Wei looked at Lee Yuntong and said.    

"Humph! Do you think you can stop me?"    

After saying that, Lee Yuntong lunged at Zhang Tianhao once again.    

Chen Wei wanted to stop him, but he stopped after taking two steps. He murmured helplessly, "Kid, I have tried my best, but I am no match for him."    

The strength of a Martial Monarch Level Three Heaven was not something he could defend against right now. Unfortunately, all of Zhang Tianhao's trump cards had been used up. If he wanted to defend against his opponent, he would have to fight with his life on the line.    

"Activate the Ancient War God Xingtian Bloodline!"    

"Boom!"    

At that moment, Zhang Tianhao felt as if all the blood in his body was going to boil. His strength instantly increased by a lot.    

The Pangu Axe appeared in Zhang Tianhao's hand.    

"Demonification!"    

Zhang Tianhao's body swelled up like a giant. His height became seven to eight meters, and he was wearing a Black Armor. His strength instantly increased by more than ten times.    

"Whirlwind Slash!"    

"Boom!"    

It was as if the axe had split the sky and the earth apart. A huge axe shadow slashed down from the void toward Lee Yuntong's body.    

"Bang!"    

Zhang Tianhao's axe landed on Lee Yuntong's palm. Lee Yuntong's palm was forcefully split open.    

"Humph!"    

Lee Yuntong had only used thirty percent of his strength in that palm strike. He had used eighty percent of his strength in the second palm strike.    

Sand and stones flew everywhere, and dust filled the sky. This palm strike contained the power to destroy everything in its path.    

"Die!"    

Zhang Tianhao's expression was incomparably solemn. He roared furiously and slashed down with his axe once again.    

"Great Whirlwind Slash!"    

The axe shadows that filled the sky ruthlessly smashed towards Lee Yuntong's body.    

Almost in an instant, hundreds and thousands of axes struck Lee Yuntong's palm at the same time.    

When Lee Yuntong's palm reached a dozen meters in front of Zhang Tianhao, it was shattered by Zhang Tianhao's Pangu Axe.    

"Receiving it again!"    

The martial artists present were somewhat shocked. Although he only received it, Lee Yuntong did not use the martial technique's two palms. But Lee Yuntong was a Martial Emperor! Furthermore, he was not an ordinary Martial Emperor. He was at the peak of the early stage of the Martial Emperor realm. A Martial Monarch Level Three Heaven was two grades stronger than Commander Chen Wei. Just like that, he did not kill a single Martial Saint with his two palms. This was unbelievable.    

"Ffeishuang Fist!"    

This time, Lee Yuntong was going to use a martial skill. Two attacks, not killing a single Martial Saint, had already thrown all of his people away.    

Endless cold wind suddenly blew. The surrounding temperature dropped drastically.    

Zhang Tianhao felt a bone-piercing killing intent locking onto him. His expression became serious.    

"Kill!"    

"Let's go all out!"    

"Quietus Arcana!"    

"Great Whirlwind Slash!"    

Zhang Tianhao exerted all his strength.    

However, even though he had added the power of the Quietus Arcana, it only slowed down this energy. That punch that carried an endless cold current was still rushing towards him.    

At that moment, Zhang Tianhao felt as if he had fallen into an endless ice storm.    

"Boom!"    

Zhang Tianhao's entire body was covered in ice. Endless cold currents flowed into his body.    

"Break for me!"    

"Heavenly Fire!"    

A mysterious symbol flashed in Zhang Tianhao's eyes. A flame fell from the void and covered his body.    

"Bang!" An explosive sound was heard.    

The frost covering Zhang Tianhao's body instantly disappeared.    

"Eh!"    

Zhang Tianhao groaned and took a dozen steps back. His facial expression changed, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.    

All of the martial artists present were shocked.    

What the f * ck! He actually didn't die even after receiving the Martial Emperor's three palm strikes? This was absolutely a monstrous genius!    

The further one's cultivation went, the harder it was to jump ranks to challenge. This was the common understanding among the True Martial Continent's warriors. Of course, some monstrous geniuses could still do this. However, that was only a small level higher level challenge, and they still needed to rely on some trump cards. However, with Zhang Tianhao's current cultivation base, he was able to take three of Lee Yuntong's palm strikes head on without dying. This had already shattered the glasses of countless people. Of course, if there were glasses.    

"Young Master..."    

Lee Gui and the others rushed forward and blocked Zhang Tianhao's path.    

"All of you will die!"    

Lee Yuntong's killing intent was piercingly cold. The Martial Saint was able to block three of his palms and not die. He had no doubt that if it was the same cultivation base, or perhaps... His opponent was also a Martial Emperor. Even if his opponent was only at the Martial Monarch Level One Heaven, he might not be a match for his opponent. This caused Lee Yuntong to have the thought of getting rid of the root of the problem.    

Zhang Tianhao could also feel his opponent's killing intent. His heart sank, and his mind spun rapidly. He was thinking of a way to get out of the encirclement. Waiting for death was definitely not his personality.    

"Stop!"    

Right at this moment, a stern shout sounded out.    

Although Lee Yuntong's expression was solemn, he still struck his palm at Zhang Tianhao.    

"How dare you!"    

The other party saw that Lee Yuntong didn't care about his advice. He was also furious, and sent a palm strike over.    

"Bang!"    

The two forces collided.    

Lee Yuntong let out a muffled groan. He was forced back more than a dozen steps, and his face looked extremely dispirited. A middle-aged man in his forties stood in front of Zhang Tianhao and blocked his path.    

"Ancestor?"    

Lee Yuntong looked at the middle-aged man in shock and anger, his expression filled with dread.    

The Ancestor was the name of a mid-rank Martial Sovereign. Although a middle-rank Martial Emperor was only one level stronger than Lee Yuntong, it was already a completely different world.    

"What do you mean? I am the patriarch of the Lee family, Lee Yuntong. Are you going to make the Lee family your enemy?" Lee Yuntong looked at the middle-aged man and asked.    

"Hehe, I also want to ask you, could it be that you want to make the Shangguan family your enemy?" A familiar voice sounded.    

"Eh?"    

Zhang Tianhao looked over and saw an old man walking over with a dozen guards. These guards all had the strength of a low level Martial Saint.