1403: C1403 I don't think so

C1403 I don't think so

Zhang Hao's methods had thoroughly angered the entire Zhang Family of Lingnan this time. Although Zhang Family was considered famous among the eight great clans of Jiangnan, there were only three inner court elders. And Zhang Hao had directly killed one inner court elder this time, how could he not be angry?

The two inner sect elders and dozens of Black Dragon Guard s that were preparing to take action, made everyone tremble with fear. After all, they were all martial arts experts, even the current Qin Chuan would find it difficult to face off against this kind of formation.

But at the moment, Zhang Hao seemed to be relaxed, as if nothing had happened. Standing in the middle of the crowd, Zhang Hao held onto the Crimson Dragon's Roar in one hand, and then raised his eyebrows, he sneered.

there were two Innate Stage s, four or five Dragon Elephant Stage s, and a few dozen Ox Tiger Spirit Serpent Stage s. There were a large number of these people and they were approaching in a threatening manner, so it was obvious that they were not friends with each other.

It was a pity that the advantage in numbers was only limited to numbers, especially when his cultivation had reached a certain realm, the advantages he had would disappear without a trace, and Zhang Hao was just like that.

The current Zhang Hao had all of his Cultivation Methods s that were as pure as fire, and had even comprehended a technique unique to Witch Clan, so the group of people in front of Zhang Hao were nothing more than a bunch of ants, especially this group of Black Dragon Guard, they were nothing more than a bunch of trash that could not even take a single blow from Zhang Hao. Not even close enough.

But at the same time, Zhang Hao snorted, the group of people from Zhang Family, under the lead of the two inner court elders, unleashed their fearless spirits and started to charge towards Zhang Hao.

"Kill! Kill this kid and avenge the Second Elder!"

Following that, the Black Dragon Guard s all pulled out their swords and started their suicide attacks towards Zhang Hao. The scattered Sword Qi s started to move up and down, and after a round, they started to attack Zhang Hao one after another without any pattern, without any reason at all.

Seeing this kind of attack pattern, Zhang Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After all, these Black Dragon Guard s were like a group of gangsters in the eyes of the current Zhang Hao, and their attacks were practically useless.

Instead, it was the hunchbacked old man and the other Zhang Family inner elder who were lingering outside of the circle of battle. Zhang Hao's gaze was also locked onto them the entire time, since the two of them were the main characters of this show.

Glancing coldly at the Black Dragon Guard s that were rushing towards him, Zhang Hao did not make a sound, and only raised his hand slightly. In a moment, the Crimson Dragon's Roar in Zhang Hao's hand started to growl, and wave after wave of dragon roars resounded in the sky.

However, it was the current Liu Mingchuan. That child's face revealed a trace of an unintentional smile, and then, he muttered to himself. "A group of ants, akin to an ant trying to shake a tree, are truly courting death."

Seeing that group of Black Dragon Guard teams rushing forward, with a light tap of his finger, the Crimson Dragon's Roar that was hanging in midair suddenly shone with a boundless radiance.

And at this moment, the inner sect elder with the Zhang Family also started to tremble. He firmly held onto the bronze mirror in his hand, but the corners of his mouth kept twitching non-stop as he asked in fear: "That magic tool, that's a magic tool? "What a terrifying power!"

Obviously, to a clan like Zhang Family, they knew who had such a magical equipment, but the Great Clan Elder never expected that Zhang Hao would actually have such a magical equipment which could be passed down in his family. Moreover, the power of this magic tool had already surpassed their imagination.

Just as the old man finished speaking, the blood-red light and the roaring dragon disappeared.

And then, everyone saw those several tens of Black Dragon Guard members fall onto the ground one after another, without even being able to resist at all.

Dozens of people were groaning and groaning, but none of them died, it was clear that Zhang Hao had opened up to them and did not have any intention of exterminating them.

"A bunch of ants!"

snorted disdainfully at Black Dragon Guard that was rolling on the ground in unbearable pain.

Immediately after, Zhang Hao suddenly raised his head, and his murderous gaze shot towards the two Little Old Man s not far away, then laughed: "Alright, the performance should come to an end, if you two still do not show me your true abilities, then you can only apologize."

"Stinky brat, don't even think about being arrogant. You think I can't do anything to you just because you have a magical equipment on me? In your dreams?"

Facing Zhang Hao's provocation, the one who could not sit still the first was still the third elder from the Zhang Family inner sect.

Second Brother's death, the Black Dragon Guard that he had cultivated for many years of Zhang Family were all too weak to withstand a single blow.

Taking a few steps forward, this Third Elder looked at the Black Dragon Guard on the ground that was constantly rolling and screaming in pain, and coldly snorted: "A bunch of useless trash."

After saying that, the Little Old Man immediately raised his head and looked at Zhang Hao with extreme hatred and anger.

"Little bastard, you dare to provoke my Zhang Family, today is the day you die!"

After saying that, the Little Old Man raised his hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The blade of the sword was extremely thin, and if not for the support of his Real Qi, he would have collapsed on the spot.

However, the sword emitted a cold light. One could tell with a single glance that it wasn't an ordinary object.

"Little bastard, give me your life …"2

Following a mournful howl, the Little Old Man waved the sword in his hand and thrusted at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao looked at the figure of the Little Old Man and snorted: "You're courting death!"

As he said that, the Crimson Dragon's Roar in Zhang Hao's hands rose up from the ground and flew towards the Little Old Man, waving it about, it was obvious that the Crimson Dragon's Roar's power was extremely strong, and was not something that the thin sword could endure.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lang Ya said with a face full of smiles: "Zhang Family, these three inner court elders are not ordinary people. One of them is empty-handed, the other one is using a sword, and the third one is holding a bronze mirror.

Yang Jun took over, and laughed coldly: "What's there to be surprised about, it's just a few more people sending themselves to their deaths. Even if these three old fellows work together, they might not be a match for our Director Zhang! "

Yang Jun said with a confident smile on his face.

However, right at this moment, Qin Chuan, who was standing beside Yang Jun and his wife, suddenly opened his mouth, and asked in a stern voice: "How many of you want to die? Hehe, I don't think so! "

While speaking, Qin Chuan's gaze swept one side, and directly fell on the old man's body.

And at this moment, the hunchbacked old man watched his brother fight with Zhang Hao, and suddenly raised his old hand. The copper mirror in his hand shook, and a burst of demonic light suddenly blossomed from it, causing people's minds to sway for a while.

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