Zhang Tianhe looked at Wang Tiezhu with wide eyes.

"The reason why Qingyang Sect is called the Soul Dian Nest is because of your old Soul Dian Nest!"

"Today, I want to eliminate the harm for the people!"

Zhang Tianhe looked passionate and showed a breath of justice all over his body.

Wang Tiezhu is increasingly disgusted with this kid. Do he really treat himself as a savior?

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being too ruthless!"

After throwing this sentence, Wang Tiezhu kicked the ground with his feet, his body soared into the air, and headed towards Zhang Tianhe.

A raging fire ignited from Wang Tiezhu's body, and the surrounding temperature was forcibly increased.

I have long heard of the powerful Earth Fire Art of the King Sect Master, which can burn all things in the world. Now it is indeed extraordinary when I see it.

There was no fear on Zhang Tianhe's face, and he stood there to praise Wang Tiezhu.

Wang Tiezhu had no fondness for this guy, and his murderous aura became even stronger.

Only when you turn into ashes can you understand the power of the Earth Fire Art more deeply!

Zhang Tianhe's mouth grinned slightly: OK, then I'll try it today!

After saying that, he held a folding fan in his hand and headed towards Wang Tiezhu.

After a loud bang, a dazzling firework appeared in the sky of Zhang's mansion.

The two of them touched each other, and hundreds of moves had passed in just a few seconds, and afterimages had appeared.

Wang Tiezhu was secretly shocked. This kid was far inferior to him, but he could calmly resist his attack.

The difference between one level one and one level three level one is not a small part.

When you reach the Earth level, every level of heaven is a hurdle.

Zhang Tianhe kept waving the folding fan in his hand, like a sharp short blade.

With a stinging sound, Wang Tiezhu's clothes on his shoulder were scratched by a folding fan, and blood began to gush.

Very awesome!

Wang Tiezhu hurriedly retreated and sighed.

This is really terrifying for the younger generation. Wang Tiezhu has not been injured or bleeding for many years.

He is the leader of Qingyang Sect, but he was injured by a young boy. Isn’t it a joke or something?

Moreover, this child will hurt himself across two levels, which is similar.

When we met, Wang Tiezhu often did this at the beginning.

Because he has the protagonist's halo, even if he is beaten to vomit blood and his hands and feet are broken, he can eventually defeat the enemy.

Master Wang, how about it? Zhang Tianhe asked: Can you continue?

The other party looked tall and arrogant, as if all living beings were ants.

If you have such a young age, you will have strong cultivation. Wouldn’t it be even more desolate to wait for him for two years?

A feeling of familiarity arose from Wang Tiezhu's heart.

Could it be that the other party also has the protagonist halo?

"Qingyang Sect has done evil and done all the bad things over the years, and everyone present is very clear about it."

"Now I, Zhang Tianhe, want to do my best to help the people, eliminate harm!"

Zhang Tianhe was carrying one hand behind her, with a stunning smile on her face.

A white dress drifted away in the wind.

This is the protagonist in the novel.

There was blood flowing on Wang Tiezhu's body and his long hair was messy, but because he had just been reborn and his strength had not yet recovered, he was defeated.

But his defeat shattered the hope that the Qingyang Sect had just ignited.

"Master, go quickly!" Zhang Yuhan stumbled to Wang Tiezhu.

"The disciple is still alive, but the master must not be hurt!"

Zhang Yuhan's face was full of determination, but Wang Tiezhu's eyes were filled with tears.

"Master!"

A scream came from behind Wang Tiezhu. All the Qingyang Sect disciples were in place and came to Wang Tiezhu.

"Master, please leave quickly, don't worry about us!"

Zhang Tianhe quietly watched this scene of deep love between master and apprentice.

"It's really a deep love between master and disciple, but an old Huntan has taught a small Huntan. Now that retribution has arrived, it's time for you to set off."

In a word, Zhang Tianhe has already sentenced Qingyang Sect to death.

"Soul-Devouring Army, let's do it, you can't keep a living."

After saying that, Zhang Tianhe was a little bored and turned around and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Wang Tiezhu yelled: "Here, I am the protagonist!"

"Domphetically, I will teach you how to break the thousand troops!"

The former sect leader said excitedly.

"Then thank you senior!"

Wang Tiezhu said excitedly.

Then, he looked at Zhang Tianhe.

"Ha!" Zhang Tianhe smiled disdainfully and said, "Diet is coming, so let you say a few more words."

"Soul-Devouring Army, prepare to take action."

After saying that, Zhang Tianhe turned around and left.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of strong men who were as fierce as evil spirits surrounded him.

The Qingyang Sect members no longer had the power to fight back, so they could only rely on Wang Tiezhu alone.

Wang Tiezhu was not afraid at all and muttered: "Have you finished teaching the old senior?"

"It's OK!"

The former sect leader replied.

Wang Tiezhu began to emit a golden light, feeling full of strength on his body.

"In this world, I am also the protagonist!"

"What can the little Zhang family do to me?"

Wang Tiezhu's murderous voice came out, which made Zhang Tianhe on the roof tremble slightly.

"Watt?" Zhang Tianhe frowned, and he had an unknown premonition in his heart.

"Soul-Devouring Army, retreat!"

Wang Tiezhu's aura alone has already surpassed the 100-number Soul-Devouring Army.

These Soul-Devouring Army were cultivated by Zhang Tianhe for great effort.

But his order was issued a little late.

Wang Tiezhu's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was actually in heaven.

"Everyone has to die!"

Fires popped up around his body.

Then chase down towards the ground.

An unprecedented sense of oppression came, and the No. 100 Soul-Devouring Army and more than 100 city guards on the ground showed a look of fear.

Finally, with a loud bang, the entire Qingquan City trembled.

The house began to collapse, and the entire Zhang Mansion was flooded with dust.

Then, dazzling fire rose into the sky, wrapping up the dust.

"Master?" Zhang Yuhan looked blankly, not knowing what to do.

Except for Qingyang Sect and others who were not affected, even the onlookers who were watching the fun were gone.

When the dust settled, Zhang Tianhe half-kneeled on the ground with a crazy smile on his face.

His soul-devouring army has turned into ashes.

He was the only one left in the fog.

"Haha, I'm not dead yet!"

Zhang Tianhe got up from the ground, and his white clothes turned into rags and his face was covered with blood.

"I didn't expect that Wang Tiezhu, I'm the one with the protagonist's halo. Do you want to know that I'm dead with such a little trick? It's so naive."

"I'm immortal."

But when he looked back, the entire Zhang Mansion had become an open space and his mansion was gone.

There is only Zhang Tian and the entire Zhang family now.

"This..." Zhang Tianhe was stunned, and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eyes.

"The Soul-Devouring Army is gone, and my parents are gone, too..." Under such a double blow, Zhang Tianhe's mentality exploded and he went completely crazy.
Chapter completed!