Under the silence of the audience, with the confrontation between the two on the martial arts platform, an invisible battle intent slowly surged, looking at each other, Zhang Zefan's eyes suddenly appeared, if he was still jealous of Zhang Hao because he couldn't figure out his strength, then now, with a divine weapon that protects against spiritual sense attacks and the twelve sundial disks given by Zhang Yu, he is full of confidence.

"Even if Zhang Hao loses this competition, his terrifying growth potential is also a big threat to the future, so no matter what, you have to grasp this God-given opportunity and find a way to abolish it or even kill it. As long as you win this battle, once Xiao Yu takes charge of the Zhang family, the matter will be decided, and with the support of the Great Ancestor, you will definitely be able to keep you safe. And after three or five years, Xiao Yu will sit firmly in the position of the head of the family, and I will also choose to retire, and the position of the great elder of the family will be yours at that time!"

The words that Zhang Peng confessed last night swirled in his heart, and Zhang Zefan's heart was pounding. The seat of the great elder of the Zhang family has always been unbearable without more than 100 years of experience. Even if with his talent and strength, he will definitely be a core elder in the future, but the Zhang family now has Zhang Lei's brothers and sisters and some other core disciples who are equally talented, if he waits for another forty or fifty years, when these people all grow up, it will be difficult for him to get the position of a high-ranking and powerful elder, but now, there is an excellent opportunity.

As long as Zhang Hao is defeated, except for the head of the family in the future, the position of the great elder that no one can hope for will fall directly on his head, and he is also the youngest core elder of the Zhang family in these thousands of years.

"Boy, if you dare to fight me, you have a lot of courage. But in the face of the disparity in strength. Even if you learn the Soul Clock. Today is also bound to be defeated!" With a clear drink, Zhang Zefan stepped lightly, and while his body was drawn along the ground, the incomparably thick cyan wind quickly covered his whole body, and when he withdrew from the distance of three zhang, he paused, waved his hand, and a smart shuttle about two feet long appeared. Circling up and down around the body.

At this time, Zhang Zefan's hair turned into brown feathers, his arms were barbed, looking like spikes covered by bird feathers, and his back was wrapped in a heavy tortoise shell similar to a turtle shell.

"Nine-Star High Divine Beast Qingluan Divine Feather Turtle!"

Looking at Zhang Zefan's appearance, Zhang Hao's face was solemn. When the former's phantom beast broke through the divine beast, it broke out of its shell in advance due to insufficient energy condensation. Even the body is not in the form of a perfect divine beast, which also makes the path to promotion of the divine beast more difficult. If it weren't for that, its strength would definitely be able to suppress Zhang Lei steadily, and that Han Ling Shuo should not be underestimated, the quality was extremely high, and even with the power of the fierce law of the wind system, the power that burst out was no less than that of an ordinary top-grade divine soldier. He had a detailed understanding of these long ago.

"I'm afraid it's going to be a vicious battle!"

What makes Zhang Hao jealous the most is that the opponent is not Zhang Xin's illusionist who is ignorant of the world and lacks combat experience. Even if the strength of the emotion is far greater than his own, he chose to distance himself from the beginning, which shows that the other party is definitely a cautious person who has been in a hundred battles.

"With this breath, it seems that Zhang Zefan is only one chance away from stepping into the realm of divine masters, right?

On the high platform on the west side, the high-level of the Golden Hairpin Chamber of Commerce and the Water Moist Chamber of Commerce sat together, at this time, feeling the fluctuation of the breath in the field, an old man in a purple robe looked stunned, and a word fell, which immediately attracted a suppressed low uproar around them, most of these elders are elder-level stores in their respective chamber of commerce headquarters, but at this moment, many people can't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly.

In a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the faces full of bitterness around him, Jin Fengqing, who was sitting next to Jin Xun, subconsciously clutched the placket in front of him with both hands, and his eyes were full of worry. Although she is not in the Zhang family, she has also seen a lot of the cruelty of the power struggle within the family, and she can be said to have a deep understanding, if Zhang Hao's skills are indeed inferior, Zhang Zefan will never act as a saint and let go of this potential enemy. After all, in the competition, it is not uncommon for a genius to die inexplicably in a large family, just like Zhang Hao's father, even if he is the son of a generation of family heads, he has inexplicably encountered a poisonous hand. And after thinking about the bloody scene that is likely to occur for a while, she felt like she was pressing a thousand pounds of boulder in her heart.

"This kid's strength has improved a lot in the past six months!"

Sitting behind Zhang Hongxing, feeling the surprised look of Shangguan Gui'er beside him at this time, Zhang Lei's face also faintly fell. It wasn't long after he had just broken through the Eightfold Dà Realm, if it weren't for the promotion of the Phantom Beast to the Ten-Star Divine Beast, plus the assistance of a high-grade divine weapon, he might not be Zhang Zefan's opponent at all, but at this time, after keenly sensing that the opponent's aura fluctuations had actually improved significantly, he was not optimistic about this battle, and his heart was even heavier.

In the field, retracting the Han Lingshuo who was constantly swimming in front of Zhang Zefan, Zhang Hao exhaled a long breath, he knew in his heart that the former still had Zhang Yu's peerless divine weapon hidden in his body, and it seemed that it was really as the fat man said, the other party was trying to seize the opportunity and surprise himself to hit and even kill himself in one fell swoop. Feeling the fierce aura rushing from the opposite side like a wave after wave, Zhang Hao's breathing was a little stagnant, and at the moment, the strength in his dantian roared out along the meridians, and the two flesh wings slowly showed their form from behind.

Immediately after, Zhang Hao's heart moved, and an invisible and powerful divine soul power rippled out from the brain domain, slowly condensed on the surface of the body, and finally formed a simple divine soul bell with vicissitudes of life against the background of black strength, enveloping the entire body.

"Sure enough, there are two brushes, and at the age of twenty, I learned the family soul bell. I have to admit that among the younger generation of the entire Tianshui Empire, you are definitely the first person to cultivate souls, but you are only in the Legendary Realm, if you rely solely on this means to compete with me, you will simply smile bitterly!"

The strong breath rippled out, Zhang Zefan no longer wasted time, only to see his hands suddenly probe, countless fierce winds converged on the Han Ling shuttle, and then with his big hand, the cold shuttle suddenly turned into a streamer, passing along the way. The wind is whistling from the shuttle. Breathing time though. A tornado about a foot high was rolled out, faintly visible, and countless sharp wind knives like essence gathered in the wind scroll, whirling angrily towards Zhang Hao.

"Click"

The wind swept by, and dense clear cracks were cut out on the incomparably hard ground, and seeing that Zhang Zefan's casual attack had such a domineering power, many young people present suddenly looked frightened.

Looking at the wind in front of him, Zhang Hao's palm rotated slightly. The small figure of the soul mirror flashed, and then his eyes were covered with an invisible layer of ripples. Suddenly, the surging divine soul power poured out overwhelmingly from the brain domain, and finally instilled into the mirror surface opposite, and then two wide-backed divine soul serrated blades instantly sprang out from the mirror on the other side.

"Huh"

The Divine Soul Sawtooth Blade is the attack form of the Spiral Blade Soul Crack that Zhang Hao has mastered, as soon as the tooth blade bursts out of the mirror, it will be raised high, and when the wind scroll is approaching a distance of two meters, Zhang Hao waved his hand, and the tooth blade slashed down angrily.

"Boom"

Two invisible toothed blades slashed at the wind. The two sides abruptly froze, and after a moment of stalemate. As a dull sound came out, and then under the strange gaze of everyone, both of them exploded, and then the countless wind blades that sputtered in the wind swept towards Zhang Hao overwhelmingly.

"Bang Bang Bang"

In the face of the wind blade that came from the sky, Zhang Hao's face was indifferent, his palm trembled, and he controlled the soul mirror to burst out one after another Divine Soul Beams, stopping all the wind blades, even if some fish that slipped through the net hit the hidden soul bell protected by the body, it was only a few ripples, and it could not cause substantial damage at all.

"Sure enough, cautious! It seems that he is still doubting the true cultivation of my spiritual sense!" Stopping the wind blades one by one, Zhang Hao paused for a moment, quietly looking at the opponent in front of him.

"Good boy, after fusing the phantom beast spirit sense, the strength of the divine soul power can reach this level!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao took his move with ease, Zhang Zefan raised his eyebrows slightly. At that moment, the figure suddenly jumped into the air, and the Han Ling Suo, which had returned to the palm of his hand, suddenly appeared, and in a flash, it was divided into seven wind shuttles with the same breath fluctuations and shape. At the same time, he waved his claws, flicked his ten fingers in succession, and as the condensed wind poured into the seven wind shuttles, seven sharp thorns burst out from the shuttles. But then, Zhang Zefan's actions did not stop, as the power on his fingertips rushed out like lightning, each wave of seven spikes shot out in a coherent manner.

Looking at the wind thorns that were shooting from the sky like a torrential rain, Zhang Hao's brows furrowed slightly, at this time he knew that if he wanted to defeat Zhang Zefan, he had to seize a precise opportunity and hit with one blow, otherwise with the strength of the other party and such a cautious character, if he had all the precautions, plus a divine soul defense divine weapon, if he wanted to win, it would undoubtedly increase a lot of difficulty. After all, compared to Zhang Zefan, his phantom body strength is really too poor, and it is difficult to play a role in the fight.

"In that case, let me see what you can achieve with your skill attack!"

In the face of the attack pouring down from the sky, Zhang Hao's heart fell with a cold snort, the power of this scattered attack is not enough to break the Hidden Soul Bell, but the other party recognizes that his phantom body strength is a weakness, and if he once he withdraws the Divine Soul defense, the strength of such an attack is enough to make him unable to deal with it at all, so as to force himself to take the lead, and then take attack or defense according to the situation, otherwise it will drag on like this, and drag himself to death with significantly more losses.

The next moment, the five vortex divine soul sawtooth blades spun out from the mirror one by one, like flowers blooming, showing a tendency to encircle, wrapping the void in front of him, interlocking each other, the divine soul power projected into each other, condensed into a huge strangulation net, and once the huge wind thorn that greeted the sky broke into this net, it was strangled and smashed in the fierce collision.

Immediately after, Zhang Hao held up the large net of five vortex blades intertwined with his hands, and with a heavy step on his footsteps, he rushed to the sky, like a humanoid strangulation machine, passing along the way, destroying all the wind thorns that Zhang Zefan was constantly condensing.

"This is Master Zan Qian's famous soul technique, the Spiral Blade Soul Split, but that's it!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao really dared to take the offensive, feeling the fluctuation of the spirit under his feet, Zhang Zefan snorted disdainfully in his heart, his eyes flashed with fierce light at the moment, and with a wave of his big hand, the seven wind shuttles in front of him instantly merged into one, and they were held high in their palms, and then their whole body suddenly swelled, and then the fierce wind began to converge towards the shuttle body like a wave.

With Zhang Zefan's actions, a hurricane seemed to have erupted in the entire air at this moment, with the void above his head as the center, a huge wind black hole appeared in the air, and the terrifying momentum made countless people in the square couldn't help but feel a tingling of their scalps.

"This is Zhang Zefan's phantom body martial art, the wind feather spike!"

His eyes were like electricity, as the wind raged in the air, he faintly saw countless wind whirlwinds converging, based on Zhang Zefan's body, the Han Ling shuttle held high in his hand was the tip, and a huge shuttle with a length of nearly ten zhang was quickly formed, Zhang Hongxing subconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand, and due to nervousness, his body was also slightly out of his seat (to be continued......