This world is not happy!

This was the first thought that came to Zhang Hao when he learned what kind of world he had come to.

"Fighting Swordsmanship in the Snow"!

In the previous life, this wonderful book was praised as "Writing all the Romance". Everything related to the spirit of immortality, chivalry, loyalty, heroism, and scholarly spirit was written vividly.

The world, rivers and lakes, temples, beauties, power, scholars, pride, generals, battlefields, masters, everything is at its peak.

But this is also a story that is not happy enough. After waiting for the red clothes for ten generations, it was finally time to go to the south of the Yangtze River, but in this life, the army was defeated, and in exchange for the red clothes, the yellow crane entered the gate of heaven; the general was old, and the loquat pavilions in the court were like canopies; the young man's loyalty was broken.

The sword body left the rivers and lakes; with the sound of the sword, the rivers and lakes were silent for a hundred years...

There are so many people and stories worth regretting!

Zhang Hao liked this story very much in his previous life, but he never thought that he would come to this world one day.

But now that he is here, he wants everyone in the world to know his name as Zhang Hao!

There is a city in the East China Sea, with Jieshi to the east to view the sea.

Emperor Wu City!

There is an old man with white hair who has been in charge of the city for sixty years and has been invincible in the world for sixty years, but he does not bother to be the best in the world and laughs all over the world!

On this day, a handsome young man in white clothes came outside the city gate, carrying a wine bottle, and sat down with a white-fronted tiger with a bruised nose and swollen face. It was frightening to ordinary people, but under the hands of the young man who seemed drunk but not drunk, he behaved like a tiger.

Cat.

The young man in white walked directly into the Guanhai Building at the top of the city, ordered a pot of Beiliang Green Ant Wine, which was quite unknown at this time, and drank it slowly.

When other people drink, they become more and more drunk, but the more he drinks, the clearer he becomes.

Until the drunkenness rises, until the tide rises at the top of the city.

The young man walked along the main road in the city and walked crookedly towards the head of the inner city. There was an attic in the center, towering into the clouds. There was someone looking at the rivers and lakes for a while, sitting alone on the top of the building and watching the sea.

Most of the people in Emperor Wu's city are people who have committed crimes and come here to avoid trouble. No matter how high or low they are, they always have some skills. They are used to seeing masters and masters. They all have sharp eyesight. One look at this young man and he knows that he is here to challenge.

Mr. Wang is a charlatan. Unfortunately, in the past sixty years, countless people have followed this road to climb the stairs to challenge, but Mr. Wang is still standing tall.

This young man is not old, but he has some skills. He is probably trying to get a famous young man in the world, so he will most likely have his legs broken and thrown out by the military slave guarding the building in the next moment.

Older city residents have already guessed what’s going to happen next!

The young man ignored the people in the city who were watching the excitement around him. He just glanced at the city wall filled with weapons, and then boldly entered the city and climbed the tower.

There are a total of twelve martial slaves in the building, four swordsmen, three swordsmen, one spear master, two boxing masters, one piano master, and one chess master. Only by defeating them all can you reach the top to see Wang Xianzhi.

When the young man entered the building, he saw four top masters from the past with powerful swordsmanship. Of course, no one cares about who they are now, they are just a group of martial slaves in Emperor Wu's city!

"Fourth, break your legs and throw them out!" One of the oldest, skinny swordsmen opened his eyes and said slowly.

A middle-aged swordsman who looked the youngest suddenly stood up and grabbed the young man, not paying any attention to the young boy.

The young man sighed softly and stepped down. The entire tower seemed to shake, and a stream of energy and blood, like lava under the scorching sun, rose violently.

The middle-aged swordsman's expression changed drastically, and he quickly drew the sword from his waist. Unfortunately, it was too late. A jade-white palm struck down like a mountain holding up the sky.

Before the middle-aged swordsman handed over his sword, he was slapped on the top of his head by this palm, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices and his breath was cut off.

"you!"

The expressions of the remaining three people changed drastically, and with a swish of a swish, they drew their swords in their hands and formed a formation, but one person was missing, which made it not complete.

Although they are only in the realm of second-grade minor masters, with the sword formation, they can fight even against warriors with a diamond-like physique. However, after losing one person, they will never be the same as before.

Zhang Haojing waited for their swords to match each other and their sword intent to increase greatly, then he suddenly took a step forward and punched the strongest point among the three.

boom!

The three of them fell apart and vomited blood.

The crowd watching the excitement outside was horrified to find that a martial slave guarding the building flew out, while the young man who looked worse than the weak one climbed up to the second floor.

There are three swordsmen on the second floor. They are not as careless as the swordsmen. Before Zhang Hao can enter, they are waiting in full formation, with their swords shining fiercely!

Zhang Hao walked slowly, his breath was integrated, and a faint golden light appeared on his body, like a golden body.

"First-grade Vajra Realm!" A swordsman said in surprise.

But immediately, the three of them put aside their distracting thoughts, their auras accumulated and superimposed, and the three sword lights slashed towards Zhang Hao almost without distinction.

Zhang Hao flicked his fingers and faced three swords respectively.

Zhengzhengzheng!

The three swords, which were sharp weapons even though they were not magic weapons, were broken together. The bodies of the three swordsmen were struck by thunder, and they all retreated violently, their skins turning black.

This is the Zhang family's secret skill Thunder Finger. Although Zhang Hao has not studied it thoroughly, it is enough to deal with these three swordsmen who have not yet reached the first level.

The residents outside the building looked at each other, when did the world have such a young master again?

The gatekeeper on the third floor is a master of marksmanship. He holds a red tassel gun and his breath is cold and sharp. His breath is locked on this young man who he thinks is extremely dangerous.

Zhang Hao's eyes also moved slightly. Facing a true first-grade master, even he must show some real skills!

laugh!

The soldiers in the spear battle formation have an astonishing momentum, like a dragon circling the sea of ​​clouds and a tiger emerging from the deep forest. However, although this person's spear is incredibly fast, it is so soft that it is almost silent. It has reached the state of turning hardness into softness.

Zhang Hao's eyes were full of admiration, but his hands were merciless, with his fingertips facing the tip of the spear, the body of the steel-smelting gun was bent like a bow.

The marksman's majestic body and amazing energy burst out, but he could no longer move forward and his face turned red.

As soon as Zhang Hao's true energy was withdrawn, the man suddenly felt his strength disappear. Unable to withdraw his gun, he destroyed a wall with one shot and rushed out of the building.

Afterwards, he defeated the two boxing masters guarding the gates on the fourth floor with two punches. After listening to the music of the piano master, the gossamer energy that was designed to break through the Vajra body could not get closer than three feet in front of him, and his true energy

Turn into a sword and cut off seven strings with one sword.

In the end, he faced an old chess player who possessed the secret art of fingering and could hurt people with his energy. However, Zhang Hao's energy, spirit and mind were integrated into one, and there was no flaw to be found. The chess player made thirty-seven pieces in a row, but there was no one.

He could only hurt him a little, but in the end he had to bend down and admit defeat.

After passing six levels in a row, in less than thirty breaths of time, even ten people in the martial arts review, and the next few people may not have such ability.

Who is this young man?

Doubts arose in everyone's mind.

Zhang Hao finally saw Wang Xianzhi. He was tall and tall, with white hair. He stood on the top of the city, overlooking the vast East China Sea, but he had a supreme spirit of climbing to the top of the mountain and me being the peak!

Wang Xianzhi didn't look aggressive, but said calmly: "Twenty-six breaths to climb the stairs is indeed good, but you are here early. Come back in ten years."
Chapter completed!