Chapter 172

"War son?"

When I heard the name.

Zhao Yuanhao has a sense of familiarity.

After staring at Zhao Zhengfeng for a few seconds, he suddenly realized and shouted, "I remember. Are you Zhao Zhan's father?"

Zhao Zhan.

In his life.

A few opponents.

It can even be said that Zhao Zhan is the only one in his life who has the most demons, qualifications, talents and talents!

Zhao Zhan was born in a clan, but his cultivation is not weaker than that of him.

This made Zhao Yuanhao very unhappy at that time.

Especially in the clan.

The two are close to each other!

This is unacceptable to Zhao Yuanhao.

He didn't want to believe that a person who just branched out could draw with himself.

therefore.

At the last minute of the fight, they consumed a lot and were on the edge of weakness.

Ignoring the rules of the clan association, Zhao Yuanhao quietly took a pill of recovery pill, which was the first step to completely defeat Zhao Zhan and cripple the man who might become a great enemy!

Zhao Zhengfeng's angry face also impressed him deeply.

He thought.

There is no possibility of seeing Zhao Zhan in this life!

But I didn't expect it.

At this clan meeting, I saw Zhao Zhan's father.

He glanced at Zhao Fang, who was getting closer and closer behind him, and suddenly sneered: "that boy, is it Zhao Zhan's son?"

With that, he didn't wait for Zhao Zhengfeng to answer.

He continued to sneer and his eyes showed a ruthless look: "it seems that I am the enemy of your family. Eighteen years ago, Zhao Zhan was like the sun in the middle of the sky and was beaten and maimed by me. Today, his son is still like the sun in the middle of the sky and even killed my Yuanzong, but next, he will be killed by me! Not only that, but also you and the people behind you will be wiped out by me!"

"I hate it! If I had known this, I would have let fang'er wait for ten years even if I said anything. As long as you give him ten years, even if you have five-star martial arts cultivation, fang'er will be able to kill him!"

Zhao Zhengfeng's voice was full of remorse.

At the moment of being imprisoned by Zhao Yuanhao, his body could not move, and a feeling of death enveloped his whole body.

He knows.

This time, I'm afraid it's going to be more or less bad!

"Ten years?"

Zhao Yuanhao sneered, "it's really a pity. But this is life! Life that your branch can't compete with!"

Talking room.

He waved a big hand.

A wave of invisible real force swept out and threw it at the people behind Zhao Zhengfeng.

instant.

Zhao Mei, Zhao Hai and others suddenly felt deep in the mud, and an unspeakable pain spread all over the body.

Their eyes rolled and there was a surge of blood in their eyes.

His face is red.

It's like being choked to death.

"Zhao Yuanhao, stop it!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fang's eyes turned red and roared angrily.

At the same time, his speed increased a bit.

Boom!

Boom!

However.

While Zhao Fang accelerated his speed.

The young figures suddenly burst open and turned into blood fog, with a strong smell of blood.

In the blink of an eye, three people died on the spot!

"This is the consequence you have to bear when you kill Yuanzong!"

Looking at Zhao Fang, who was getting closer and closer, Zhao Yuanhao said with a grim smile, "I will let you see the people die one by one. In the pain and suffering, you will be skinned and cramped! Sacrifice to Yuanzong!"

His words are full of ruthlessness and killing intention.

It makes people shudder without fighting.

Seems to agree with him.

The voice fell.

There were several Zhao disciples whose bodies exploded into blood mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Just a few blinks.

Five or six of the more than 20 people brought by Zhao Zhengfeng have died.

There are a few people left.

All eyes show fear.

They all looked at Zhao Fang with hope and expectation on their faces.

I hope Zhao Fang can save them!

But these hopes turned into nothing when Zhao Yuanhao waved.

Several more people died.

The smell of blood around here is getting stronger and stronger!

Originally.

With Zhao Yuanhao's accomplishments, it's just a wave of Kung Fu to erase Zhao Zhengfeng and others.

But he deliberately wanted to torture Zhao Fang.

Deliberately not all killed.

The blood color in Zhao Fang's eyes became more and more intense.

I suddenly remembered the picture of the tragic death of my people.

Those eyes full of hope and longing for life.

But in an instant, it became dark. In the end, there was not even a body left.

Anger, killing

Entangled in Zhao Fang's heart, it is like a raging flame burning in his chest.

"Zhao Yuanhao, you will die today!"

Zhao Fang looked up, his eyes were all replaced by blood red, looking at Zhao Yuanhao, word by word.

The sound was filled with endless cold and killing.

The evil spirit even condensed into essence.

Turn into a trickle and impact.

In an instant, it blocked the offensive between Zhao Yuanhao's waving.

Zhao Yuanhao was stunned.

In a stupefied effort, Zhao Fang rushed to his body.

Roar.

Rage!

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to player 'Zhao Fang', consume one million divine proficiency and turn on level 1 rage!"

After level 1 rage, Zhao Fang's attributes are doubled.

Strength, speed and strength are doubled.

His strength at the moment is infinitely close to the level of Wu Zun!

"Huh?"

Zhao Yuanhao noticed that Zhao Fang was abnormal and his eyes flashed slightly. "What secret method can make you have the strength of Wu Zun in the early stage in an instant?"

"Old man, take your life!"

Zhao Fang didn't answer, but roared. The ten pulse divine swords came out together, and the fierce killing intention swept out.

"I don't know what to do!"

In this regard, Zhao Yuanhao just sneered.

Just about to do it.

Suddenly, his eyebrows were slightly raised.

I seem to think of the something interesting. I stand in place with the theout dodging and have no intention of the fighting back.

But when the ten sword waves were approaching, he stretched out his hand and grabbed them.

Several of the more than ten people imprisoned behind him were caught by him and appeared in front of him in the twinkling of an eye.

These figures are all of Zhao Fang's family.

Zhao Fang was surprised and quickly stopped.

But Zhao Yuanhao didn't let them stand in front of him, but threw them like weapons to Zhao Fang.

Even if Zhao Fang stopped, he could not stop their impact.

And it's very fast.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the ten pulse sword wave and jumped up like a moth.

"No!"

Zhao Fang roared.

But it can't be stopped.

Several figures were hanged and smashed by ten pulse sword waves in an instant.

Broken meat and blood splashed all over Zhao.

Zhao Fang stood in place, his eyes blankly, as if he were stupid!

"Ha ha, isn't it wonderful to wipe out the feeling of people by yourself?"

Zhao Yuanhao smiled gloomily, "don't worry, there are five or six people here. It should be enough for you to kill again. It's really not good. There's this old thing!"

Zhao Yuanhao smiled grimly and grabbed Zhao Zhengfeng, Zhao Mei, Zhao Hai and other five or six people in front of him.