1969: C1969 Vulnerable to a single blow

C1969 Vulnerable to a single blow

On this snowy night of silent slaughter, the mysterious seventh family of the North had finally appeared.

This mysterious power that had been hiding in the North for countless years, controlling every single move of the North and playing tricks on the six great clans of the North had finally revealed its sinister fangs on this bloody night.

The structure of the Northern Kingdom had always been relatively stable, especially when compared to the fact that the eight great clans of Jiangnan came to the Northern Kingdom. The six clans were much more powerful and united. However, no one knew that there was a black hand controlling everything in this world of ice and snow.

The six great clans of the Northern Kingdom were in a much more miserable state when compared to the eight great clans of Jiangnan. Not only did they not have any authority in this game, they had always lived in fear of being controlled by medicine. Although they were very strong, their lives were not as comfortable and happy as those aristocratic families in Jiangnan.

After all, living day after day on the edge of the fear and suffering of death, presumably no one can be carefree.

The current Zhang Hao could somewhat understand the decisiveness of the decision Yan Nangui and Xiao Hongfei had made, since after all, it was just a word of death, and he might as well die a little in a heroic manner. As for what kind of appearance the Xiao Family and the Yan Clan would have after they died in the Northern Kingdom, that was already something they should not consider.

And at this very moment, Shen Junhao and the others who were standing behind Zhang Hao were feeling extremely conflicted in their hearts.

Although Shen Junhao and the others did not want to give up the authority the six great clans had in the Northern Kingdom, they did not wish for Zhang Hao to lose.

Because once Zhang Hao lost the battle, the next battle would be them, since the white robed messenger in front of them was not Zhang Hao after all, especially since they had already said and done a lot of things that they shouldn't have done, in this situation, if Zhang Hao lost or retreated, then there would only be one left, and that would be death.

But compared to Shen Junhao and the others, Jin Waner had extremely strong confidence in Zhang Hao.

After all, the reputation of the Blue Sword god of death wasn't for nothing. Furthermore, even if the strength Zhang Hao displayed before wasn't enough to defeat the white-robed envoy, he at least wasn't someone who couldn't withstand a single blow.

However, Jin Waner had thought wrong, she had still underestimated the terror of Zhang Hao.

Currently, the fist of the white clothed middle-aged man was indeed a tsunami, with great power. It was as though this terrifying fist strike could once again raze the entire Xiao Family Manor to the ground.

Facing such a terrifying punch, Zhang Hao was standing firmly in the center of the storm, as if he was waiting for the other party to strike him.

When the white clothed middle aged man's fist neared Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao finally raised his hand and similarly punched out.

The white clothed middle-aged man's punch had a pattern to it, after all, he trained in fist techniques similar to those of outer sect Cultivation Methods s. But this punch of Zhang Hao's had no pattern at all, because this punch, which Zhang Hao had struck out solidly using only his own flesh, did not contain any Cultivation Methods mixed within.

"You want to fight with my fist power? Brat, are you courting death?"

Looking at Zhang Hao's waving fist, the middle-aged man in white seemed to have already seen the hope of victory. After all, in the area of fist arts, he was extremely confident in himself.

However, when the fists of the two clashed, a horrifying thing suddenly happened.

The excitement on the middle-aged man's face suddenly disappeared. First it was fear, then it turned into disbelief. "No, impossible, impossible …"

Immediately after that, the remaining walls of the courtyard around the Xiao Family Manor started to collapse, and even the ground of the Xiao Family Manor started to cave in uncontrollably. From this, it could be seen how powerful the battle between the two had become.

Nervous, conflicted, and inexplicably panicked. At this moment, all of his emotions were converging in the heart of Jin Waner, who was behind Zhang Hao.

Jin Waner was currently clenching her fists tightly, her eyes staring straight at Zhang Hao's direction, while her heart was praying nonstop, hoping that Zhang Hao would be alright.

After a cloud of smoke and dust passed, Shen Junhao, Jin Waner and the rest finally saw the situation clearly.

However, everything that they saw made them feel that it was not real, because at this moment, Zhang Hao and the white clothed middle aged man had long since separated, and the two of them were over ten meters apart. However, they could clearly see that the white robed man's face had already become extremely ugly. It was a deathly pale color.

Furthermore, Jin Waner had already noticed that the middle-aged man's hands were trembling uncontrollably, and beneath his mask, there was even a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

A single move, with just the power of a single move, had actually injured the white robed envoy of the six great clans that held him in reverence. Zhang Hao's terror was not something the commoners present could imagine.

Narrowing his eyes, a moment later, Zhang Hao's laughter resounded once again. But this time, the laughter was mixed with unspeakable mockery and disdain: "Hehe, your fist art is not bad, it's a pity that your strength is a little lacking."

When Zhang Hao said this, the white clothed middle aged man subconsciously took two steps back.

Looking at how cautious the other party was, Zhang Hao sneered and continued: "Didn't you say you wanted to let me see what a strong Ranker is? "Hehe, I thought you were some kind of hero. You're just a rookie that just entered the Tianyuan realm."

"Come come come, try a few more moves with me!"0

In this world, there were very few people who dared to call an expert in the early stages of the Sky Origin Stage a noob, and Zhang Hao was one of them.

After the clash of fists just now, the white-robed middle-aged man's aura began to weaken. Originally, in the eyes of the white clothed middle-aged man, what cultivation did a brat like Zhang Hao who was only seventeen or eighteen years old have?

But when he truly fought with Zhang Hao, he realized that the youth in front of him was much more powerful than he had imagined. His cultivation was at least at the 3rd level of the Sky Origin Stage.

"Damn it, he's just a little kid. Even if … even if he started cultivating after beating his mother's womb, he still wouldn't have such a powerful cultivation. Th-this is absolutely impossible …"

He muttered in his heart, the unwillingness and anger of the white clothed middle aged man seemed to have already surpassed the fear he had towards Zhang Hao himself.

However, at this very moment, even if he was unwilling or extremely angry, he would not dare to rashly make his second move against Zhang Hao. He was very clear in his heart that if he dared to make another move, the young man before him would dare to kill him in one move.

He couldn't fight, nor could he be scared. In such a dilemma, the white-robed man had no choice but to flee. After all, if he were to escape, he would have a chance of survival.

If the white clothed middle aged man was facing Lang Ya at this time, or perhaps Liu Mingchuan, he naturally would have had the ability to escape. It was a pity that right now, he was facing Blue Sword's number one individual, God Killing Zhang Hao.

To Zhang Hao, this fellow in front of him was an important source of information. If he wanted to understand more about the mastermind hiding in the Northern Kingdom, capturing him was definitely the most important matter.

So no matter what, Zhang Hao could not let him go.

Right after this period of confrontation and silence, Zhang Hao chose to take the initiative to attack.

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