Hearing these words, Zhang Hao smiled disdainfully and said, "Don't be ashamed to say anything, you have done a game." "Originally, Zhang Hao's character would not take the initiative to cause trouble, but since he came for experience, it is natural to have an opponent, although these 100,000 mountains are dangerous, but they can't bring too much pressure to Zhang Hao.

After all, there is a great terror and a great opportunity between life and death!

And that holy war angel in the White Bone Demon Hall is at least a sixth-order powerhouse even if he is seriously injured, plus this is his home field, he will definitely be able to fight with Zhang Hao on par.

It seems that he didn't expect Zhang Hao to be so arrogant and unreasonable, the holy war angel was stunned for a moment, but then he was furious, how can he say that he was also a famous holy war angel in the heavenly realm before, and now even if he is seriously injured, he is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch, and even a person in the human world dares to bully him, this is still it?

So...... I've done one.

He has fought countless battles in his life, and he has never been afraid of anyone, even if he is seriously injured, no one can be underestimated!

With a thought in his mind, dozens of black lights erupted from the White Bone Demon Palace, which were stronger and more numerous than the tentative blow just now.

This time, if Zhang Hao still chooses to deal with it with a dragon snatcher, he will definitely be in a hurry, after all, there are too many of them.

Zhang Hao didn't plan to use the dragon grappler anymore, he drew his sword with his right hand and slashed out a sword net composed of sword qi silks, enveloping and destroying all these attacks. And the sword net that slashed the black light did not disappear, and it went towards the White Bone Demon Hall unabatedly, as if he wanted to smash the entire White Bone Demon Palace.

The attack was broken, and it was beaten back, the holy war angel snorted with some displeasure, and sent out a pillar of black light from the White Bone Demon Temple, which hit the sword net directly, and smashed the entire sword net.

It seemed that he knew that the attack that came with the cave-type magic weapon of the White Bone Demon Hall could not hurt Zhang Hao, and he could not defeat Zhang Hao, and the holy war angel hidden in the White Bone Demon Temple walked out.

Zhang Hao also saw the owner of this place for the first time, the injured angel of jihad.

Mummy! Dried corpses crawling out of the pile of dead! This was Zhang Hao's first impression when he saw this holy war angel.

The blonde hair that once shone like the sun was gone from him, and now only a few strands of yellow, tattered hair remained.

The once strong body was also far away from him, and in order to live a little longer, he locked his own vitality and became a dry corpse.

Perhaps, now he can no longer be called a holy war angel, in order to survive, he gave up his strong body, and in order to live, he gave up the glory of belonging to the holy war angel.

Now he is no longer the holy angel who gallops through the heavens, but has become a poor worm who lives in order to survive!

If he hadn't read the original book, Zhang Hao would never have thought that the dried corpse in front of him was actually a holy war angel thousands of years ago.

The withered right hand stretched out, and a white bone barbed giant sword immediately flew out from the demon hall, and this dry corpse held the white bone giant sword and slashed at Zhang Hao, and a substantial sword more than ten zhang long broke out of the sword and attacked Zhang Hao.

The sword is gray and white, and there are countless souls entwined on it, it looks very evil and terrifying, it is hard to imagine that the holy war angel known for his light and masculinity actually made such an evil slash.

In the face of this evil blow, Zhang Hao used the Qingyang First Birth, this blow Zhang Hao used all his strength, and a small sun with a radius of thirty meters rose from the ground, shining like a newborn sun.

Perhaps because of its natural restraint, this incomparably evil sword melted like snow meets sun when it touched this little cyan sun.

And the unjust souls wrapped around the sword also disappeared after a terrified roar in an instant.

The sword was broken, and 'Mr. Dry Corpse' seemed to have suffered some backlash, but it didn't look like he was seriously injured.

Seeing that this round of cyan sun was about to smash over, this 'Mr. Dry Corpse' gritted his teeth and stuck the white bone giant sword on the ground, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, as if he had launched some secret combat technique.

I saw gray light and shadow flying out of the white bone giant sword, it looked like the sword spirit of the white bone giant sword, a total of seven sword spirits flew out of the white bone giant sword, and surrounded the rising little sun in seven directions, and told it to spin, slowly the cyan sun became smaller and smaller, until it was completely refined by the white bone sword, when this round of cyan little sun disappeared, the seven white bone sword spirits also disappeared.

Cracks also appeared in the body of the white bone giant sword, and it looked like it had been injured a lot.

'Mr. Dry Corpse' also seemed to be seriously injured by forcibly launching such a powerful combat technique, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of gray-white blood.

Seeing this combat skill, Zhang Hao couldn't help but smile, this secret method combat skill he had seen in the system mall, it was the exclusive combat skill of the Holy War Angel Clan, called the Holy Sword Judgment!

And this 'Mr. Dry Corpse' turned his back on the glory that belonged to the Holy War Angel, and even if he forcibly launched this combat skill, he himself was seriously injured.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but want to taunt this dry corpse gentleman.

"Heck, isn't this the Holy Sword Verdict, the exclusive combat technique of the Holy War Angel Clan? How did you become like this? It's ugly! This Mr. Dry Corpse can't be from the Holy War Angels, right? ”

"Poof." A large mouthful of gray-white blood spat out.

This Holy War Angel was so angry with Zhang Hao, he didn't expect Zhang Hao to recognize their Holy War Angel Clan's unique combat technique Holy Sword Judgment, nor did he expect Zhang Hao to recognize his identity.

In an instant, this holy war angel was furious, as a holy war angel, he gave up too much for his life, his identity, his appearance has always been his taboo, but now he was mentioned and ridiculed by Zhang Hao, as if he uncovered his scars and sprinkled salt on them, and the anger was about to overwhelm his reason.

"I didn't expect that there are still people left behind in the Holy War Angel Clan, living in the human world, and making themselves into the appearance of the current people who are not human and ghosts, thinking about how majestic the Holy War Angel Clan is, fighting in the heavenly realm, and would rather die than give in, but now there is such a scum as you, this life has abandoned the blood and glory belonging to the Holy War Angel Clan, what a waste, the prestige of the Holy War Angel Clan has been ruined in your hands."

Zhang Hao also had a feeling, he didn't think about this holy war angel when he read the original book before, but when he came to this world, he saw too many heroic souls who would rather die in battle than give in, that is a kind of power of faith, which infected Zhang Hao.

For the sake of something that is guarded, never give in.

In comparison, this Holy War Angel is really shameful, and he is simply discrediting the Holy War Angel clan.

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Mr. Dry Corpse, who was originally furious, suddenly quieted down, and his dry eyes like fish eyes shed tears for the first time since he was born.