Standing in front of Zou Hao, Zheng Yiyuan stood as straight as a spear.
"Twenty years ago, my father was defeated by your father. Twenty years later, the duel between us is a continuation of that battle. Today, I will defeat you with my own hands and use your blood to cleanse my Zheng family.
The shame of these twenty years."
Zheng Yiyuan's voice was like a drum, and his body exuded a wild aura like a lion king. His eyes were full of strong fighting spirit, and his tone was full of determination to fight against the odds.
In this battle, just as he said, he would never be defeated by Zou Hao no matter what.
No matter what, he has to win this battle.
Zou Hao understood a little more. No wonder Su Zhihong advised him not to go to Yanjing. His father fought happily in Yanjing, but he also made many enemies.
"Since my father could defeat your father back then, I will definitely defeat you now."
Zou Hao just responded lightly. As the saying goes, the father's debts are paid by the son. He didn't mind taking all these enemies into his own hands. Back then, his father was not afraid of anything, and now he, Zou Hao, can do the same.
Zheng Yiyuan did not get angry, but stretched out his clenched fist and said: "Under the fist, see the true seal. Whoever wins and who loses, use it to witness everything."
Zheng Yiyuan's aura began to increase crazily at this moment.
Behind him, the phantom of an ancient giant lion also quickly condensed into shape, and roared, the sound resounding throughout the sky.
However, only strangers can see and hear all this. Ordinary people cannot see or hear it.
Compared with Zheng Yiyuan, everything about Zou Hao was extremely peaceful.
The aura on his body is also very calm, which is almost the opposite extreme from Zheng Yiyuan.
Feeling the madly improving aura on Zheng Yiyuan, Zou Hao already made a judgment in his heart: "His cultivation level is only at the Huang level, but his aura can vaguely reach the level of Xuan level powerhouses like Lei Chao. He is worthy of being
The strength of the younger generation from the big family is truly extraordinary."
"Take the move."
At the moment when his aura reached its peak, Zheng Yiyuan took action.
“Lion King Fist—The Incarnation of a Crazy Lion.”
Zheng Yiyuan personally rushed towards Zou Hao like a lion king. The violent ancient giant lion phantom blasted its extremely sharp claws towards Zou Hao. The power was very terrifying, as if it was going to kill Zou Hao.
Roughly torn into pieces.
In this attack, Zheng Yiyuan had already used his strongest strength.
Zou Hao was not moved at all. Zheng Yiyuan's strength was indeed extraordinary, and he was also the best among the younger generation.
But it's a pity that Zou Hao's current strength is far superior to Zheng Yiyuan.
"If you only have this kind of strength, then defeat me..."
Zou Hao stabbed Zheng Yiyuan with one finger, and the sword light condensed on his fingertips directly aroused the power of the entire world. Even the shadow of the ancient giant lion behind Zheng Yiyuan twisted uncontrollably.
Before the sword light arrived, Zheng Yiyuan's aura had already been destroyed.
"how so?."
Zheng Yiyuan was completely dumbfounded. His full blow dissipated without a trace.
His eyes subconsciously looked at the sword light between Zou Hao's fingers. The sharp edge that seemed to be able to penetrate everything actually gave him a feeling of being unable to resist. Before the sword light came, his fighting spirit and
At the same time, an offensive like a huge wave hit Zou Hao from behind Zheng Yiyuan. The astonishing momentum was more than ten times stronger than Zheng Yiyuan just now.
Zheng Chongyang's figure surged forward even more violently.
Although Zheng Yiyuan is only the second young master of the Zheng family, he has already been the designated successor to the head of the Zheng family. How could Zheng Chongyang let Zheng Yiyuan be injured by Zou Hao's sword.
"Defeat me."
Facing Zheng Chongyang's offensive, Zou Hao showed no fear.
The sword light in his hand shot out quickly, passing through Zheng Chongyang's energy like a meteor, and penetrated the center of Zheng Yiyuan's right chest at a speed that was unimaginable.
With this sword, Zou Hao did not kill him.
Otherwise, what the sword light passed through was not the right chest, but the heart of Zheng Chongyang's left chest.
"impossible."
Zheng Yiyuan's body was also flying upside down. His face turned pale almost instantly, and his face was full of disbelief.
He was defeated, and defeated so completely.
He couldn't even take one of Zou Hao's moves. Even the moment Zou Hao drew his sword, he was completely defeated.
Twenty years ago, his father was defeated in one move.
Twenty years later, Zheng Yiyuan's defeat was even more humiliating. He could not even take a single move.
That kind of humiliating failure was already beyond the limit that Zheng Yiyuan could bear. He couldn't breathe a sigh of relief in his chest, and he passed out immediately.
Qin Baihan was completely scared. He originally thought that Zou Hao was just relying on the power behind him, but he never expected that Zou Hao's own strength had reached such a terrifying level.
Even if Zheng Chongyang takes action in anger, he can still severely injure Zheng Yiyuan.
This level of strength was far beyond his imagination.
Zheng Chongyang was completely angry. He thought Zou Hao wanted to trade his life for his life, so he almost roared: "Boy, you are looking for death."
Along with his violent roar, his palm struck Zou Hao firmly.
But at this moment, an incredible scene occurred.
Zou Hao's figure disappeared in front of his palm, and Zheng Chongyang's furious blow was directly blasted into the air.
The feeling of being unable to bear any force caused Zheng Chongyang's figure to visibly stagnate.
Before Zheng Chongyang could react, a sword light was already stabbing behind him, several times faster than the sword light just now.
This sword is exactly the first of the Three Heavenly Sword Styles - Thunder Swift Sword.
Zou Hao's figure also appeared behind Zheng Chongyang at this moment. Facing a strong man like Zheng Chongyang, Zou Hao no longer had many reservations about his actions.
"Golden shirt strength."
Zheng Chongyang was also amazing. He did not dodge anything, but condensed an extremely tough golden wall of energy behind him, facing the sword light in Zou Hao's hand.
——Qiang
The sound of metal colliding followed. This time, Zou Hao's sword light was blocked by the golden air wall. However, the golden air wall could not withstand the power of the sword light, and disappeared without a shadow.