When Zhou Hao heard the sound, he raised his head and saw only a red dress in front of him, just like a red goose!

As soon as Zhao Tu appeared, he made a move and hit Zhou Hao in the face.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Zhou Hao is like a badminton ball, which is smashed and killed by Zhao Tu, and then "wheezes" and shoots in the snow.

Zhou Hao was beaten down this time.

He felt a sharp pain in his face, as if the whole face had been smashed.

Whoa!

When he fell sharply in weightlessness, he still stopped in mid air and looked down at him. Zhao Tu Bi gave out two middle fingers.

One for each hand.

Bang!

Almost the next moment, Zhou Hao's whole body fell into the thick snow on the Jinding, and even went through the thick snow, directly into the mountain.

It's like a strong arrow, suddenly shot, easily penetrated the white tofu on the table, and then pierced the wooden table.

A thick table.

Zhou Hao is like being nailed to a pillar of shame.

After this attack, Zhao Tu did not stop at this point, but flashed out a red column of light.

The beam of light hits a man shaped hole that Zhou Hao just smashed on the golden roof.

This is obviously a mending knife. Zhao Tu made another stab. It seems that he is bound to kill Zhou Hao.

Boom!

The red light column blasted into the snow with thick snow. It must have hit Zhou Hao when it went through the hole.

When the red column of light thundered on the mountain, it started to shake violently.

The whole taixuan mountain is shaking!

Zhang Xiqiao, who was in the side hall of the Six Harmonies Hall of taixuan, felt the whole taixuan trembling and shaking, so he put down the roast chicken and wine in his hand, looked at the ice and snow outside the hole, and murmured: "how can you be so cruel?"

"Is it the young leader who suffers? Or the butcher? "

He couldn't think of one, two, three, four, five. Then he began to eat and drink, and said, "whatever he is, the young leader will not suffer any loss."

Outside, there was a big crash of snow.

Zhang Xiqiao looked out of the hole and said, "Oh, it's avalanche. The golden roof is balding. It's rare to see it. It's spectacular."

Finish saying, while looking at the avalanche outside, while happily drinking wine, eating roast chicken.

Outside the side hall, Zhou Hao has disappeared in the snow, and does not know which mountain is inlaid.

Zhao Tu stood indifferent in the wind and snow, squinting at the Jinding avalanche.

He took out the wine pot he had just taken from zhangxiqiao and drank it himself.

While drinking, while watching the avalanche, his eyes are always staring at the position where Zhou Hao disappeared just now.

"This time, you can't stand it."

After a sip of wine, he said faintly.

In fact, when he hit Zhou Hao's abdomen for the first time, he used 70% of his strength.

If a monk under the level of five had been hit by the blow, he would have broken it on the spot, but Zhou Hao actually carried it down.

Therefore, Zhao Tu hit him again.

In the second attack, Zhao Tu used 80% of his strength to bang heavily on Zhou Hao's back.

This blow, even if it was a monk of eight levels in the divine realm, would be blasted to ashes and bones on the spot!

But Zhou Hao can still carry the blow!

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