"His first purpose is to find the weakness of the Iron Blood Clan, after all, the body and martial arts of the Iron Blood Clan are completely different from our Terran Race, with these two live targets to practice, even if it is a group of Iron Blood Clan trialists, there is no need to worry."

"The second purpose is rhythm, obviously Zhang Hao's martial arts have just been obtained, although he looks very skilled, but there is still a little gap with the coordination of gōng'fǎ's body, this gap does not seem to be big, but it is like a tiny crack in the glass, I don't know when it will affect the glass on the front."

After Hou Li finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized.

"There is a third purpose, which is to let those people in the Western Alliance attract the firepower of the Iron Blood Clan, and he can easily go to the God Altar here, I have to say, this Zhang Hao is really a little fox." The martial god of the Chu family, who spoke, pursed his lips.

Zhang Hao can't say what he is suffering now, but the most fundamental thing for him is actually to be familiar with his own divine mansion and his second demon heart.

Other people's life mansion is like a hard house, the size of the house is different, the vitality produced and the stored vitality are naturally different, of course, the higher the level of the life mansion, the higher the quality of the vitality produced.

And Zhang Hao's life mansion is the highest-level divine mansion among them, and the golden lotus that still looks golden is precisely a lotus platform wrapped with a peaceful breath, with a mist on it, and a peaceful vitality is generated.

It is worth mentioning that even if Zhang Hao is not xiū'liàn, this lotus platform will run on its own, providing a steady stream of sufficient vitality, Zhang Hao has calculated that even if he lies on the bed and sleeps a lot every day, he will be able to reach the top level of the Martial Sect in five years.

The lotus platform is like an abyss like the sea, profound and vast, and there is an ancient Zen chanting sound, which is a great talent with great magical powers, and Zhang Hao has not yet fully mastered it.

"Mankind, our king will wait for you on the road ahead, and you will surely die." The two Iron-Blooded Clan trialists roared loudly, burning their own lives and killing Zhang Hao.

Boom!

The two trialists shattered into powder, but Zhang Hao looked ahead, and a group of Iron Wing Dragon Birds flew over with the smell of blood, like a dark cloud, with a terrifying breath and extremely fast speed.

The Iron Wing Dragon Bird is level five fierce beasts, even the smallest one is more than two meters tall, its body is like hard steel, with a wolf-like head, flying together in groups, even if it is a sixth or seventh order fierce beast sees it and wants to turn around and flee.

"Run!" Zhang Hao raised his body technique to the extreme, and jumped frantically in the direction of the altar, a few ups and downs, and he had already flown out for five or six hundred meters.

"Iron Blood Cowards, who dares to fight me!" Zhang Hao's voice was shocking, and his breath was rolling, and it spread far away.

There was an iron-blooded trialist who was hunting the fierce beast, stopped the movement of his hand, his face was hideous, turned his body, roared angrily, and flew towards the place where Zhang Hao made a sound.

"Human, I'll screw your head." At the feet of this Iron-Blooded Trialist lay the bodies of seven Terran Trialists, all of which were mutilated, one of whose head was shattered by a heavy object, leaving only one neck left.

Zhang Hao's speed was enough, but the speed of these Iron Wing Dragon Birds was even faster, but he had already caught up behind Zhang Hao in a few minutes.

"Human ......" An Iron-Blood Clan trialist stood in the grass, and in his left hand was a huge hand cannon, shooting at Zhang Hao.

Bang!

Zhang Hao's body shook a little, and he took the shot hard, but he didn't stop, but thanked: "Brother, thank you." ”

Then the clouds shook, and several huge dragon birds swooped down, tearing the iron-blooded man in two and pecking him away.

"Kill!" Zhang Hao stopped violently, turned around, clenched his fists with both hands, and emitted a burst of breath, this punch was mighty, like a dragon in the nine heavens.

"Nine days of glory!"

The domineering aura directly turned the body of a dragon bird into white light, this is a fifth-level fierce beast, in the past, when Zhang Hao was at the martial arts level, he would instinctively have a fearful existence.

Oh!

The Iron Pterodactyl Bird let out an angry sound, and they all wrote down, its huge claws emitted a metallic cold light, its wings flapped, and a wind blade rolled up, killing in all directions, terrifying and amazing.

Bang bang bang! Zhang Hao seemed to have fallen into the bait in the school, his body was hit and he didn't listen, some bones were directly broken, and his arms and thighs were even more bloody and blurred, and he was torn out by the dragon bird.

Suddenly, the dense sound of bullets that Zhang Hao heard, the panicked and angry roar of the dragon birds, and the pressure on his body suddenly lightened.

It was a dozen or so iron-blooded trial teams wearing armor, and these iron-blooded clans cooperated tacitly and were well-armed, causing great damage to the dragon bird.

Zhang Hao grabbed the dragon bird on his body, slammed it on the ground, and at the same time felt a high-concentration stimulant and pierced it on his neck, gasping violently, Zhang Hao began to attack the dragon bird next to him.

The trialists of the Iron Blood Clan walked slowly, and one of the commanders, holding a long alloy knife in his hand, stood at the front, and six or seven powerful Iron Wing Dragon Birds died at his feet.

Burst! An Iron Wing Dragon Bird passed through the defensive formation, fiercely pounced on the Iron Blood Trialist, biting the opponent's neck with a big bite, and at the same time the claws plunged deep into his stomach, directly killing the opponent in an instant.

The death of this iron-blooded clan was like a hole in the embankment, and several powerful iron-winged dragon birds frantically pounced on it.

This is a great war that is destined to be extremely tragic, and one side is destined to perish.

"Brothers, hold on!" Zhang Hao blasted away the dragon bird, waved his hand at the commander of the Iron Blood Clan, and hurriedly left.

The three-headed dragon bird kept pounced on Zhang Hao, but Zhang Hao's body staggered and didn't fall, and after a few minutes, only a figure remained, followed by the dragon bird's rapid howl.

Bang! Zhang Hao's body was shocked, and he saw the mud under his feet splashing everywhere, and a huge pit appeared.

In front of him, a two-meter-three-four Iron Blood stood there, holding a huge snig in his hand, his eyes flashing with red light, and a fierce and savage aura emanated from his body.

This was the king of the Iron Blood Clan trialists, and Zhang Hao could feel that his body contained an extremely strong aura.

"Finally, I'm waiting for a slightly more human-like human." The Iron Blood Trialist threw away the gun in his hand, "I will cut off your head as my trophy this time, and put it in the collection room, so that the king can give me my name." ”

"Poor baby, you don't even have a name, then I'll give you one, how about calling it a lizard, vivid and vivid."

Zhang Hao and the Iron-blooded Clan Trialists at the top of the Martial Sect fought together.

"Human, your strength is comparable to that of our Iron Bloods, which is amazing."

"Yes, your strength is not bad, but your body is too weak."

Zhang Hao slammed into the opponent three times in a row, hitting him back again and again, but the martial arts of this iron-blooded Xiū'liàn also surprised Zhang Hao, surprised that there was a kind of dragon might, domineering and fierce, and the most primitive power flashed in it.

The body of the Iron Blood Clan is like a lizard, with scales on it and a thick and hard tail, and when attacked, it seems to have an extra hand, which is unguardable and unpredictable.

"Human, die." The iron-blooded clan suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a stream of red flames, while its tail pumped fiercely towards Zhang Hao's head.

This time it was very sudden, and the flames were there, and the surrounding air immediately felt like it was being boiled, which was suffocating, this is a powerful martial art, and the power may be inferior to Garon's death black fire, but it will also be suffocated if it is sprayed.

The most terrifying thing was the tail that suddenly attacked, with a black glow on it, and the scales on it were even more permeable to the smell of blades.

Syllable! Zhang Hao covered his head with both hands, and his arms seemed to be slashed by more than a dozen big axes at the same time, dripping with flesh and blood.

"It's my turn!" Zhang Hao's arm twisted and shook, his body had already crashed into the other party's arms, and his tall body was directly knocked into the air, but Zhang Hao had already jumped high, and he pulled up his body in the air with both hands and smashed it hard.

The violent serial wrestling is one of the three major martial arts in the Eight Desolation Techniques, and in Zhang Hao's hands, it is even more wild and ferocious, at the moment when Zhang Hao makes a move, the iron-blooded trialist seems to have seen a fierce ape.

Falling off the opponent, Zhang Hao let out a dragon groan in his hands, as if a green dragon pounced on the opponent, bombarding the opponent violently, breaking the opponent's neck.

"Kill!" Just when Zhang Hao had just let sōng'xià come and rummaged through the items on the other party's body, a cold killing word sounded in his ears, and a huge sword light had already appeared on his head, cutting horizontally, vicious and fierce.

Another trialist of the Iron Blood Clan, although this trialist was a little taller than the one just now, but it was even more ferocious, and his terrifying eyes were like seeing his prey, looking at Zhang Hao deadly.

"Come on the damned ones, give me a crack!"

Zhang Hao just clamped the sword with both hands, and there was a violent fluctuation on the big sword immediately, as if the red-hot iron rod bounced open the palm, and the big sword burst into flames, and instantly slashed on Zhang Hao's shoulder.

While!

The sparks were shining, and the iron-blooded clan was stunned, but he hugged Zhang Hao in an instant, and pressed it hard, wanting to pinch Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was furious in his heart, if it weren't for the silver wolf armor, most of them would have been seriously injured this time, since the other party wanted to fight with him, it would be to death.

"Get up for me." Zhang Hao grabbed the other party's body with both hands, raised it, and just wanted to throw it, his eyes shrank, and a feeling of extreme danger flooded from the bottom of his heart.

The trialist's tail was already like a sharp sword, with a fierce aura, plunged into Zhang Hao's chest.

"Death Strike!"

This is the natal martial art of the Iron Blood Clan, which is very weird, with the speed of a scorpion and the aura of destruction.

Zhang Hao even felt a wave of death darkness descending.

"Spiegel!"

Zhang Hao's divine lotus shot out a huáng'sè light, the light seemed to be composed of words, each text with a unique Zen singing sound, want to put down the butcher knife, sit down.

"Heaven and earth cast!"

Zhang Hao's body turned, and the tail sword pierced Zhang Hao's sternum, emitting an icy aura, and a black mark was drawn on the hard armor.

Bang! The Trialist was smashed into a bloody mess.

These two Iron Blood Clan trialists are very powerful, although they have not yet obtained their own names, their martial arts Yuán'mǎn, their attacks are ferocious, and even the life mansion has a violent aura permeating them, terrifying and peerless.

Zhang Hao was looking forward to it, wanting to see those iron-blooded clans who had obtained their own names, and to see how strong they were.

Walking along the road, this road is full of broken bones and rotten corpses, these iron-blooded trialists rarely join forces, they are all looking for their own powerful goals to complete their own trials.

Zhang Hao saw a monster with a cow body and a lion's tail, although it was dead, the breath on its body was still terrifying, and the blood flowing on the ground emitted a silvery-white brilliance.

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