Chapter 172: Fighting against the Five-Star Martial Master!

"Zhan'er?"

When I heard this name.

Zhao Yuanhao Yin felt familiar.

After staring at Zhao Zhengfeng for a few breaths, he suddenly realized and shouted, "I remembered that you are Zhao Zhan's father?"

Zhao Zhan.

It was his life.

One of the few opponents.

It can even be said that Zhao Zhan is one of the only opponents in his life, with qualifications, talents, and the most evil one!

Zhao Zhan was born into a branch clan, but he had a cultivation level that was not inferior to him.

This made Zhao Yuanhao very unhappy at that time.

Especially in the clan association.

The two fought, evenly matched!

This made Zhao Yuanhao unacceptable.

He didn't want to believe that a mere branch could actually tie him.

then.

At the last moment of the battle, the two of them consumed a lot and were both on the verge of weakness.

Zhao Yuanhao ignored the rules of the clan association and quietly took a recovery pill. Only then did he take the lead, completely defeat Zhao Zhan, and defeated this person who might become a great enemy to become a disabled person!

Zhao Zhengfeng was shocked and angry, and his roaring and unwilling face also deeply remembered him.

He thought.

There is no chance of seeing Zhao Zhan again in this life!

But I didn't expect it.

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

His eyes flashed, he swept the closer and closer Zhao Fang behind him, and suddenly sneered: "Is that kid Zhao Zhan's son?"

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

He continued to sneer, his eyes showing a ruthless look: "It seems that I am the nemesis of your family. Eighteen years ago, Zhao Zhan was at the peak of the sky and was crippled by him. Today, his son is still at the peak of the sky and even killed my Yuanzong

, But next, he will be killed by me! Not only that, but you and the tribe members behind you will be wiped out by me!"

"I hate it! If I had known this, I would have asked Fang'er to wait for ten years even if I said anything. As long as I give him ten years, even if you have the cultivation level of the Five-Star Martial Master, Fang'er will be able to kill him!"

Zhao Zhengfeng's voice was full of regret.

The moment he was imprisoned by Zhao Yuanhao, his body could not move, and a feeling of death enveloped his whole body.

He knows.

This time I am afraid there will be a lot of danger!

"ten years?"

Zhao Yuanhao sneered, "It's indeed a pity. But this is fate! Your branches cannot compete with fate!"

While talking.

He waved his hand.

An invisible wave of true power swept out and threw it towards everyone behind Zhao Zhengfeng.

In an instant.

Zhao Mei, Zhao Hai and others suddenly felt deeply trapped in the mud, and an indescribable pain spread throughout their bodies.

Their eyes rolled and blood surged in their eyes.

His face was even red.

He looked like he was pinched to death by someone's throat.

"Zhao Yuanhao, stop for labor and capital!"

When Zhao Fang saw this scene, his eyes turned red and he roared angrily.

At the same time, his speed was a little faster.

Bang!

Bang!

However.

As Zhao Fang accelerated.

The young figures suddenly exploded and turned into a mass of blood mist, with a strong smell of blood, spreading between the world.

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

"This is the consequence of killing Yuanzong!"

Looking at Zhao Fang who was getting closer and closer, Zhao Yuanhao said with a grim smile: "I will let you witness the tribe members die one by one, and in the pain and torture, you will be skinned and cramped! Pay tribute to Yuanzong!"

His words were full of ruthlessness and murderous intent.

It makes people feel a sense of being trembling without fighting.

It seems to be why he agrees with what he said.

The words fall.

A few more disciples of the Zhao family exploded, turning into blood mist, dissipating between heaven and earth.

It's just a few blinks of an eye.

Five or six of the more than 20 people Zhao Zhengfeng brought had already died.

How many people are left.

They all look like fear.

They looked at Zhao Fang in unison with hope and expectation.

I hope Zhao Fang can save them!

But these hopes disappeared when Zhao Yuanhao waved his hand.

Several more people died.

The bloody smell around here is getting stronger and stronger!

original.

With Zhao Yuanhao's cultivation level, he wanted to erase Zhao Zhengfeng and others, but only waved his hand.

But he deliberately wanted to torture Zhao Fang.

Deliberately not killing them all.

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

I suddenly remembered the scene of the tragic death of the tribe members in my mind.

Those pairs of eyes full of hope and longing for life.

But in an instant, it became dim and in the end, there was no body left.

Anger, murderous intent...

The entanglement in Zhao Fang's heart was like a storm of flames, burning in his chest.

"Zhao Yuanhao, you will definitely die today!"

Zhao Fang looked up, his eyes were replaced by blood red. He looked at Zhao Yuanhao and said word by word.

The sound was filled with endless coldness and murderous intent.

The evil spirits in it even condense into substance.

It turned into a trickle of water and came to the impact.

In an instant, it blocked Zhao Yuanhao's attack with waves.

Zhao Yuanhao was slightly stunned.

Just as he was stunned, Zhao Fang rushed to his front.

Roar.

violent!

"bite!"
To be continued...