The Black Book

In the center of the battlefield, everyone noticed this astonishing scene and immediately understood what the young man in black meant by "give a chance."

Immediately, uncontrollable anger surged into everyone's minds.

No, do you really give me a chance? !

Feeling the contempt and arrogance from the heart of the young man in black, a group of underworld tycoons who had been running rampant for many years had never experienced such injustice, and they gritted their teeth and raised a sinister smile.

"Okay, okay, you're so crazy. I want to see, without the sacred weapon that governs the country, what can you do to compete with us?!"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao tilted his head in confusion and blinked his eyes strangely.

"Is it necessary to defeat you with a national artifact? Do you think too highly of yourself?"

"You don't think... I am what I am today because of the power of a divine weapon, right?"

As he spoke, the young man in black took a slow and long deep breath, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his contemptuous and blank eyes.

"A bunch of ants, you know nothing about power!"

Wow~

He was dressed in a gorgeous black gold-trimmed dress that moved automatically in the wind, and his tall and slender figure floated up to a hundred meters in the air like a god, overlooking the battlefield from a high position.

An unparalleled sense of oppression enveloped the world. Looking up at the majestic and evil young man, everyone frowned in fear.

Control the air and volley!

Except for first-level masters, only those masters who have practiced Qing Gong to the realm of transformation can stand in the void with such ease.

But how could a sixteen-year-old boy come to such a high level of martial arts?

Didn't the intelligence say that he was only at level three?

But just as everyone's thoughts were changing rapidly, Zhu Haomiao pointed his finger like a sword and pointed downward slightly.

"cut."

呲~

The eight-sided Han sword transformed into an infinite sword, falling to the earth like meteors all over the sky.

【Fei Mang Jin·Xing Yuan】

The gorgeous and beautiful pictures contained cold murderous intent. Everyone was excited and tried their best to resist this natural disaster-like terrifying offensive.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

Various swords, guns, swords and halberds danced out layers of afterimages, and water could not be poured within a few feet of the body, blocking the continuous rain of swords.

And outside the defense range of everyone, the sword rain fell on the ground and exploded into dust, blasting the thick black bricks that were comparable to metal into powder, covering the entire square like a ground-washing cannonball.

Rumble~

In mid-air, Zhu Haomiao stared coldly at the embarrassed figure standing left and right, and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

Although they look embarrassed, these people's defense is quite solid. If you want to kill them with just one [Fei Mang Jin·Xing Yuan], you don't know how long it will take...

More importantly, the [Qi] attribute of more than 120 points does not support his extravagant floor-washing style...

Feeling the qi being consumed like opening a flood gate to release the flood, Zhu Haomiao frowned slightly. The eight-sided Han sword that continuously transformed into sword swords beside him trembled and buzzed, and the sword shadows all over the sky instantly condensed into more than a dozen glazed sword swords that looked like substance. .

On the other side, the pressure on their bodies eased, and the battle-hardened underworld giants reacted instantly.

"He's exhausted, kill!"

A ghostly figure disappeared from the spot without any warning, and suddenly appeared behind Zhu Haomiao the next second. The long and narrow dagger in his hand made no sound, like the fangs of a poisonous snake biting into the young man's vest, vicious and mysterious.

The tip of the sword pierced the human body, and the corners of the ghostly figure's mouth curved in a ferocious arc. However, the feedback from his hand made his smile freeze, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhole.

There was no familiar feeling of penetrating flesh and blood, and the sword edge seemed to pierce into nothingness.

Under the weak touch, the afterimage of the boy in black quietly shattered, and a terrifying chill suddenly rose up like a thorn in the back.

[Blast force·Lingxi]

Damn it!

His scalp was numb and his hair stood on end. He instinctively wanted to turn around and check, but a slender white fist was imprinted on his vest.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Fists, palms, elbows, knees...

In just a short moment, Zhu Haomiao's limbs turned into brutal weapons, falling on the enemy like a violent storm.

The enemy was like a sandbag floating in the air, trembling in the air as if being hit by a machine gun, and the blood in his mouth was shooting like crazy without money.

Finally, Zhu Haomiao charged up and punched, and when he spat out his strength, it was like the barrel of a cannon exploded in the air, and a straight beam penetrated the earth, causing the entire top of Tiandu Peak to tremble slightly, and a gauze-like dust mist to rise.

In mid-air, Zhu Haomiao looked at a radial pit with a diameter of several meters under his feet, as well as the slightly twitching twisted human body in the center of the pit, and tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The old people don't respect martial arts, but they came to sneak attack on me, a little comrade!

Then don't blame me for the five lightning whips!

But just as the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, invisible chains of true energy covered Zhu Haomiao's body, transforming into a complex and mysterious magic circle.

"Lock him up! Quick! Kill him!"

Not far away, several figures were making magic spells with their hands, staring intently at the young man in black, with veins pulsing on their foreheads.

In a daze, they felt that what they were locking was not a slender young man, but a terrifying monster that could move mountains and seas. If they were not careful, he would break free from his bonds.

The time and space around him was solidified, and he felt like a bug sealed in amber. Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but frown.

But in a hurry, there was no time to break free from the seal, and fierce killing moves came towards him. More than a dozen first-level masters lowered their bodies and surrounded the young man in black without any psychological burden.

Even if they were unwilling to admit it, at this moment in their hearts, they had subconsciously regarded the black-clothed boy as a higher existence, and put themselves in the position of weak and challenger!

And facing these people's unreserved killing moves, Zhu Haomiao just curled his lips impatiently.

[Tian Gang Jin·Xian Zhenzhen]

[Stellar Furnace Body Tempering Technique]

The vast sea of ​​true energy gushed out from the acupoints all over the body, condensing into a translucent spherical Gang Qi visible to the naked eye, blocking all attacks at 360 degrees without dead angles.

Bang Bang Bang~

Various swords, spears, swords and halberds fell on the protective Gang Qi, exploding circles of energy ripples.

The destructive energy, which has the same effect as [Penetration Jin], penetrated the barrier, infiltrated the colorful black and gold-rimmed costumes, and finally touched Zhu Haomiao's body.

But after being weakened layer by layer, under the effect of more than 200 points of [Body] attribute, these destructive forces were only a negligible trace, which could only make Zhu Haomiao feel a fleeting pain.

"Open!!"

Clenching his fists and raising his arms, Zhu Haomiao's muscles rolled, his Qi surged, and the illusory Qi chains around him were stimulated into visible forms, making a creaking sound of deformation that made people's teeth ache.

Boom!

The next second, a spherical shock wave exploded in the air, and the seal around him shattered instantly.

Not far away, several figures holding spells spat out blood, their internal organs burned by the brutal backlash, their meridians damaged, and they fell from the sky like a wild goose shot by an arrow.