Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Zhang Tao disappeared in full view. Sun Yueqing's eyes were complicated. Zhang Tao was not yet seventeen years old this year, but the powerful momentum he showed just now was no less than hers. She finally understood why Grandpa Wudao had an affair with Yu.
Why did Songtian want to stop him? He didn't expect that the mysterious strong man he had always admired, Silver Thread Chasing Soul, was actually Zhang Tao.
Qin Huanran and other top ten masters were shocked, "Ninth level martial artist? Zhang Tao actually hides him so deeply?"
"Level 9... Even some monster-level people in the clan may not be able to compare with him, right? Who is this Zhang Tao?" Mo Lengfeng's eternally cold face also showed emotion.
Yuemei was lying quietly on the ruins, but now she suddenly rose into the air, as if she was being controlled by someone. "What's going on?" Qin Zhen was shocked. Someone was secretly moving objects through the air, and he was a second-level heavenly scholar.
I can't feel it, is this really incredible? Who is the other party? Is he a saint? Is this the person behind Zhang Tao? Is this the strength of the mysterious master who forced him back in the first place?
"Grandpa Wudao, Yuemei!" Sun Yueqing was also shocked, and planned to ask Dong Wudao to stop her. As a ninth-level martial artist, she still had good vision. The opponent could move objects through the air without anyone noticing, and her strength was incredible.
Know?
"Yueqing, don't worry about it. This matter is beyond your control." Dong Wudao hadn't spoken so seriously for a long time, and Sun Yueqing could only helplessly watch Yuemei disappear from her eyes.
"By the way, where did Brother Zhang go?" Qin Huanran also realized at this time that Zhang Tao disappeared just after the alien beast transformed. Where did he go?
Qin Zhen was stunned and his face changed slightly: "Yu family!"
It is normal for a large city like Tianyue City to have many families, and the Yu family is one of the large families. Who among the famous families in Tianyue City would not give face? Even officials like Qin Zhen must treat each other with courtesy.
But this place, which is a holy land for ordinary people, is destined to be challenged. With his silver hair and white hair, even ordinary people know that this person is the Silver Thread Chasing Soul. Why did he come to the Yu family? Vaguely, some
The people watching the show knew in their hearts that something big was going to happen today.
"Yu Haoran! Get out!" The sound waves kept echoing in the Yu family like thunder, and countless people jumped out. "Bold madman, dare to trespass into the Yu family's territory without permission, are you seeking death?" The unique decoration and garden of the Yu family are in harmony with each other.
For Zhang Tao, it was not in the eyes of the Dharma at all. At this time, Zhang Tao just wanted to cut Yu Haoran into eight pieces to worship the spirit of Yue Mei in the sky.
Zhang Tao ignored the guards who rushed out from below, and Yu Haoran, who was originally in the family, was also stunned, and then a cruel smile appeared on his lips, "I didn't expect to find them so soon? But you actually dare to enter the Yu family
, this can only mean that you are looking for death! You must know that although I am not your opponent, my father is an eighth-level martial artist!"
"Who are you? Why are you looking for my son Haoran?" At this time, a middle-aged man rushed out with a big knife. He was shocked when he saw Zhang Tao. Both his appearance and momentum made the middle-aged man's heart sink. "
Silver Thread Chasing Souls?" Although the Yu family did not see it with their own eyes, they were deaf and could hear it, and they secretly wondered how their son could attract such a evil star?
"Haha, Zhang Tao, there is a way to heaven. If you don't go there, there is no door to hell. You break in. Today I want to see how you leave the Yu family alive." Yu Haoran jumped up with a sword in his hand, and had already spoken before he saw Zhang Tao.
A triumphant laugh.
But soon, his smile froze, and his whole body became cold, and chills kept coming from the inside out. "You...are you Zhang Tao? Silver Thread Chasing Soul?" Of course Yu Haoran knew about the help of Tianyue Gang.
Du Tang, a ninth-level martial artist, had exchanges with the Yu family for a period of time, but was killed on the spot by Yinsi Zhuihun. It can be imagined that Yinsi Zhuihun's lowest strength was a ninth-level martial artist.
And the Zhang Tao in front of him turned out to be the Silver Thread Chasing the Soul? Then wouldn't his own support be vulnerable to a blow? "Haoran, what's going on?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously, the Silver Thread Chasing the Soul was ruthless, and from then on
Although the Yu family may not be afraid of leaving no one alive, they are not willing to provoke such an enemy.
"I...this..." How should Yu Haoran explain? No matter what he says now, it is in vain. If Zhang Tao appears here, then he must have discovered that Yuemei was killed by him, and he has formed a life-and-death relationship with him.
A deadly feud.
"Father, if you don't say this now, kill this person, otherwise our Yu family will be in danger." Yu Haoran gritted his teeth, but fortunately he took the risk.
"Yinsi Chaihun, there is a blood moon behind our Yu family, how brave!" The middle-aged man also wanted to tell his backers, so that Yinsi Chaihun would retreat. However, the moment Zhang Tao saw Yu Haoran, he had already
Unable to suppress the hatred in his body, an impulse to kill him immediately surged out, heading straight towards Tianling. Almost instantly, Zhang Tao's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
In an instant, Zhang Tao took action, and the Frost Feather Sword drew a silver-white ray of light in the sun. Yu Haoran had already been frightened by Zhang Tao's powerful strength and identity, and at this time he had no courage to fight Zhang Tao.
"Take my move! Blood Moon Slash!" In order to protect his son, the middle-aged man surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao, and attacked Zhang Tao with all his strength, hoping that Zhang Tao would give up his original goal.
But he underestimated Zhang Tao, and also underestimated himself. "Zhou Tianbing Ling Body!" Zhang Tao read out five words coldly in his heart, and suddenly it was like a crescent moon sword hitting Zhang Tao's back, but Zhang Tao was completely
Ignoring it, the Frost Feather Sword pierced out like a long eye, and it was bound to take off Yu Haoran's head!
The Frost Feather Sword roared fiercely. Even though Yu Haoran was extraordinary, he was only a fifth-level martial artist. Zhang Tao was now at the top of the ninth-level martial arts master. Even if it was just one move, it was not something Yu Haoran could follow. Moreover, the middle-aged man's Blood Moon Slash
Instead, it accelerated Zhang Tao's speed.
On the edge of life and death, Yu Haoran tried his best to dodge. The Frost Feather Sword came out of his body. Although it stabbed the body, it did not cause fatal injuries. The middle-aged man was stunned. His only son actually suffered such a blow and faced a life and death threat. His
The potential also exploded. "The thief shall die!"
The Blood Moon Slash just now was like cutting steel, it actually made a sound of gold and iron. Zhang Tao's shirt suddenly turned into debris and flew out. Although his skin was unscathed, his internal organs were still shaken. It was just because of Zhou Tian's Good Fortune Kung Fu.
The true energy protecting his body prevented him from suffering huge damage. Zhang Tao forced himself to endure it, and he would kill the person who killed Yuemei with his sword no matter what!
"Ah!" Yu Haoran was in pain and wanted to fight Zhang Tao, but Zhang Tao snorted coldly. With a palm of his left hand, the wind of the palm directly knocked Yu Haoran away, while the Frost Feather Sword and Zhou Tian's Good Fortune Kung Fu
The characteristics of the true energy have sent cold energy into his body. If it is not forced out in a short time, it will definitely damage the meridians and make it difficult to achieve success in the future.
Squirting out a mouthful of blood, Yu Haoran slid more than ten meters on the ground and finally hit the wall. He barely stopped. Blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth and soaked his clothes. He looked shocking.
Waves of cold air continued to wreak havoc all over his body, and Yu Haoran just shivered regardless of the pain. The cold air was like needle pricks in his body, painful and cold, and it was really uncomfortable.
Yu Haoran's father and other members of the Yu family surrounded them, obviously wanting to kill Zhang Tao as soon as possible. "You are all going to die today!" The power of the ninth-level martial artist burst out, and suddenly there was a wave of air with a slight coldness.
It shocked the people around him.
Originally, Zhang Tao could use the cold soul crystals in his body to instantly freeze the people around him into ice sculptures. Zhang Tao, who used all his trump cards, could definitely do it.
But Zhang Tao had no such plan at all. His silver hair was flying, his frost-feather sword drew a white light, and suddenly three heads shot into the sky. The blood was like a fountain, which was extremely terrifying.
At this time, Zhang Tao was like a purgatory Shura, his attacks were ruthless and ruthless, without any hesitation. The Jiutian Young Master in the sky looked at Zhang Tao without expression as he went on a killing spree, but he sighed silently in his heart. The simple young people in the mountain village in the past, maybe from now on,
It will be gone forever. That compassionate kindness and all the righteousness that saves life will disappear because of Yuebei, right?
Yu Haoran's father, who was a mere eighth-level martial artist, could not stop Zhang Tao from wreaking havoc. The gap was too big. The weapons collided with each other. They were basically hitting rocks with eggs, and the frost feather sword cut iron like mud, killing everyone in an instant.
Ding ding ding... countless mortal irons were shattered again. The Frost Feather Sword chopped melons and vegetables effortlessly. Blood flew everywhere. The strong smell of blood suddenly spread in the Yu family. The sticky blood was everywhere. Zhang Tao originally
The white clothes also turned blood red, and the upper body was covered with blood, like a hungry ghost in hell. Only the frost feather sword was still pure, and only the silver threads on his head were still shiny.
This is even more terrifying, as if a white ghost is constantly killing and harvesting human lives. "Blood Moon Glory!" Yu Haoran's father attacks again. He has to use all his strength, otherwise he will not be able to stop Zhang Tao's slaughter. Although there is fear in his eyes,
But as the patriarch of the family, he must protect him to the death at this time.
Anyone who faces a cruel and bloody killer with no emotional fluctuations will feel palpitations. At this time, Zhang Tao has such a temperament. The previous compassion has disappeared, and all that is left is to kill and kill.
Phew... Suddenly, Zhang Tao stretched out his right arm, and a ray of cold light shot out of the air. Yu Haoran's father subconsciously swung his knife to protect himself, but after the crisp sound, blood spilled out, and there was a mark on his knife.
There was a small hole, and the same was true for his body. No one could clearly see the cold light just now, but everyone knew that the patriarch was dead! Because a hole was penetrated in his heart! It is difficult for gods to save him, and he will definitely die.
But after the cold light penetrated the man and the knife, it remained unabated, penetrated the wall behind him again, and finally disappeared without a trace. "The patriarch...the patriarch is dead?" Yu Haoran's father lay on the ground with his eyes open, dead.
He looked at Zhang Tao, his pupils dilated in the end, and he died just like that. Zhang Tao's eyes were cold and there was no trace of hesitation or cowardice: "Don't worry, the Yu family will definitely leave no chicken or dog behind."
(Although the novel is being updated, Yuehua is not there. This is the so-called people who don’t care but are there. This is a state, the state of Yuehua’s three thousand incarnations, hahaha.)