Zhang Tianhe looked at Wang Tiezhu with wide eyes.
"The reason why Qingyang Sect is called Hundanwo is because of an old Hundan like you!"
"Today, I want to eliminate harm for the people!"
Zhang Tianhe looked impassioned, and his whole body exuded the aura of justice.
Wang Tiezhu can't stand this guy more and more. Does he really think of himself as a savior?
"In this case, don't blame me for being too harsh!"
After saying these words, Wang Tiezhu kicked off his feet and rose into the air, heading towards Zhang Tianhe.
Raging fire ignited from Wang Tiezhu's body, and the surrounding temperature was forcibly raised.
I have long heard that Sect Master Wang's Earth Fire Technique is so powerful that it can burn everything in the world. Now that I see it, it is indeed extraordinary.
There was no trace of fear on Zhang Tianhe's face as he stood there and praised Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu didn't have the slightest fondness for this guy, and his murderous intent became even more intense.
Only when you turn into ashes can you understand the power of the Earth Fire Technique more deeply!
Zhang Tianhe's lips curled up slightly: Okay, then I'll try it today!
After saying that, he held the folding fan in his hand and walked towards Wang Tiezhu.
After a loud noise, a bright firework appeared in the sky of Zhang Mansion.
The two people's bodies touched each other. In just a few seconds, hundreds of moves had been made, and afterimages had appeared.
Wang Tiezhu was secretly shocked. This boy was a big difference in age from him, but he could actually resist his attack calmly.
One is on the first level of the earth, and the other is on the third level of the earth. The difference between them is not even a tiny bit.
Once you reach the ground level, every level of the sky is a hurdle.
The folding fan in Zhang Tianhe's hand kept waving like a sharp short blade.
There was a stabbing sound, and the clothes on Wang Tiezhu's shoulder were torn by the folding fan, and blood began to spurt out.
So awesome!
Wang Tiezhu retreated hurriedly and let out a sigh.
Such a future life is really terrifying. Wang Tiezhu has not been injured or bled for many years.
He was the majestic leader of the Qingyang Sect, but he was injured by a young boy. Isn't it a joke or something?
Moreover, this kid injured himself across two levels, which is similar to the situation.
We know each other, Wang Tiezhu often did this in the past.
Because he has the aura of the protagonist, even if he is beaten to the point of vomiting blood or having his hands and feet broken, he can still defeat the enemy in the end.
Sect Leader Wang, how are you? Zhang Tianhe asked: Can we continue?
The other party looked aloof, as if all living beings were ants.
With such a strong cultivation base at such a young age, wouldn't it be even more ruinous to wait for him for another two years?
A feeling of déjà vu arose spontaneously in Wang Tiezhu's heart.
Could it be said that the other party also has the halo of the protagonist?
"The Qingyang Sect has done evil and bad things over the years, and everyone present is aware of it."
"Now I, Zhang Tianhe, want to do justice for heaven and eliminate harm for the people!"
Zhang Tianhe put one hand behind his back with a touching smile on his face.
A white dress was blowing away in the wind.
The protagonist in the novel is none other than this.
Wang Tiezhu's body was constantly flowing with blood and his long hair was messy. It was just because he had just been reborn and his strength had not yet been restored that he was defeated.
But his defeat dashed the newly ignited hopes of everyone in the Qingyang Sect.
"Master, go quickly!" Zhang Yuhan stumbled to Wang Tiezhu.
"My disciple deserves to die, but he must not let his master be harmed!"
Zhang Yuhan's face was full of determination, but Wang Tiezhu had tears in his eyes.
"Master!"
A burst of shouting came from behind Wang Tiezhu, and all Qingyang Sect disciples arrived in front of Wang Tiezhu.
"Master, please leave quickly and leave us alone!"
Zhang Tianhe just watched this scene of deep master-disciple love quietly.
"It's true that the relationship between master and disciple is deep. It's just that one old soul taught a bunch of little ones. Now that retribution has come, it's time for you to get on your way."
In a word, Zhang Tianhe has already sentenced Qingyang Sect to death.
"Soul Eater Army, take action, no one will be left alive."
After saying that, Zhang Tianhe felt a little bored and turned around to leave.
But at this time, Wang Tiezhu was heard yelling: "I am the protagonist here!"
"Domineering, I will teach you how to defeat thousands of armies!"
The original 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, "I'm about to die, so I might as well let you say a few more words."
"Soul Eater Army, get ready to take action."
After saying that, Zhang Tianhe turned around and left.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of fierce and strong men surrounded him.
Everyone in the Qingyang Sect has no power to fight back, and they can only rely on Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu was not afraid at all, and muttered: "Have the seniors finished teaching?"
"That's it!"
The original sect leader replied.
Wang Tiezhu began to emit golden light, feeling full of strength all over his body.
"In this world, I am also the protagonist!"
"What can the little Zhang family do to me?"
Wang Tiezhu's murderous voice made Zhang Tianhe on the roof tremble slightly.
"Watt?" Zhang Tianhe frowned, with an unknown premonition in his heart.
"Soul Eater Army, retreat!"
Wang Tiezhu's momentum alone has surpassed that of the 100th Soul-Eating Army.
These soul-eating troops were cultivated by Zhang Tianhe with great effort.
But his order was given a little late.
Wang Tiezhu's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he appeared again, he was in heaven.
"They all have to die!"
There was fire around his body.
Then he chased down towards the ground.
An unprecedented sense of oppression came over, and the 100 Soul-Eating Army troops and the dozen or so defenders on the ground showed fearful expressions.
Finally, there was a loud bang, and the entire Qingquan City trembled.
Houses began to collapse, and the entire Zhang Mansion was submerged in the dust.
Then, dazzling flames shot up into the sky and enveloped the dust.
"Master?" Zhang Yuhan looked at him blankly, not knowing what to do.
Except for the Qingyang Sect and others present, no one was affected, and even the crowd watching the excitement disappeared.
When the dust settled, Zhang Tianhe half-knelt on the ground with a crazy smile on his face.
His Soul Eater Army has been reduced to ashes.
He was the only one left in the mist.
"Haha, I'm not dead yet!"
Zhang Tianhe got up from the ground, his white clothes turned into rags, and his face was covered with blood.
"I didn't expect it, Wang Tiezhu. I am a person with the halo of the protagonist. You want to know my death with this little trick? You are too naive."
"I am immortal."
But when he looked back, the entire Zhang Mansion had become an empty space, and his mansion was gone.
In the entire Zhang family, Zhang Tianhe is the only one now.
"This..." Zhang Tianhe was stunned, and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.
"The Soul-Eating Army is gone, and so are my parents..." Under such a double blow, Zhang Tianhe's mentality exploded and he went completely crazy.
