Chapter 401: Zhang Huaming's Era

"Beauty, this is a matter between our men, you go out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind. Originally wanted to please a woman, but was scolded by a woman, Murong Xiangtian didn't know how much fire he had in his heart, especially Alina's desperate help to Zhang Huaming, which made him feel even more unhappy, and his face sank at the moment, and he said in a gloomy hatred.

"What kind of unkind method do you want?" Zhang Huaming straightened his collar and asked lightly.

"Hmph, when I kill you, you'll naturally know what kind of unkind method it is. Murong snorted coldly at the sky, and raised his hand again and pointed at Zhang Huaming's death hole!

Everyone present could see that Murong Xiangtian's finger contained quite strong power, enough to directly penetrate a boulder with a diameter of tens of meters, if it hit a person, I am afraid that he would explode and die.

"Sky Splitting Finger!" Li An and Yang Cheng exclaimed at the same time, obviously seeing that this move Murong made to the angel was the Sky Splitting Finger, one of the Murong family's stunts!

Seeing Murong perform a family stunt against the angels, the faces of the two elders and the five Mass Sect members couldn't help but show joy. They knew the power of this Heaven Splitting Finger, and they could completely open the Golden Crack Stone and break through the general defensive energy.

Seeing that Murong Xiangtian had pointed straight at the center of Zhang Huaming's chest, but Zhang Huaming stayed in place for a long time, without the slightest intention of dodging, Li An and Yang Cheng and the white-robed man couldn't help but be shocked, if Zhang Huaming was attacked by this finger, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"Hmph, look at how Lao Tzu is playing you to death today. Zhang Huaming snorted coldly, as if he had turned a deaf ear to Murong Xiangtian's fierce attack, and the expression on his face was always unwavering.

He had already seen that in addition to the 'Heaven Splitting Finger' of Murong Xiangtian's finger, there was a silver needle hidden in the palm of his hand that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the silver needle was obviously smeared with some kind of poison that was enough to kill people.

"Look for death. Seeing that Zhang Huaming was not afraid of death and suddenly blocked in front of Alina, and his body was still standing motionless, Murong Xiangtian couldn't help but have a look of pride on his face, and secretly said in his heart, the speed under his feet suddenly accelerated, and the knife on the tips of his fingers flickered even more, like a machine gun shooting out continuously, as if he wanted to put Zhang Huaming to death with this move.

"Whew!"

"Poof!"

In Murong Xiangtian's disdainful gaze and everyone's exclamations, Murong Xiangtian's sharp finger hit Zhang Huaming's chest impartially.

However, no one expected that Zhang Huaming, who was subject to this 'Heaven Splitting Finger', looked down at Murong Xiangtian absently, shook his head slightly, and a contemptuous smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Uh, this ......" The onlookers didn't know what was going on, so they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and they all focused on Zhang Huaming, as if they wanted to see if he was injured.

Murong was shocked to the sky, others didn't know, could he still not know. The Sky Splitting Finger that hit with all his strength couldn't penetrate Zhang Huaming's body for a single bit, only to feel that this finger seemed to point to an extremely hard stone, and it was difficult to move forward for half a minute.

His family's peerless Heaven Splitting Finger couldn't penetrate Zhang Huaming's **!

Murong Xiangtian was inexplicably shocked in his heart, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Could it be that this Zhang Huaming has cultivated his physical body to the realm of King Kong is not bad?

Although he thought so in his heart, Murong Xiangtian didn't want to believe it, as soon as Zhang Huaming was too young, even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it was absolutely impossible for him to cultivate his physical body to the realm of King Kong in such a short period of time. Second, he felt that he was already one of the geniuses of martial arts cultivation, how could Zhang Huaming have the same cultivation as him.

What especially made Murong Xiangtian unbelievable was that the silver needle, which had always been unfavorable and unfavorable, had actually lost its effectiveness today.

The Splitting Finger is full of masculine power, and the Silver Needle is full of feminine power.

The two are one rigid and the other is soft, unless the opponent can use the two different attributes of martial arts to defuse in an instant, rigid and soft, otherwise no matter which attack he avoids, he will inevitably be seriously injured.

And the reason why Murong Xiangtian was able to use such an extremely insidious and cunning attack method was only because his Murong family had this special secret technique.

However, Zhang Huaming was just a stinky kid, and his cultivation would never surpass him, and he actually blocked all of his double attacks! This made Murong Xiangtian, who was bound to win, not be shocked in his heart.

"This young man actually blocked the young master's Heaven-splitting Finger!" everyone in the Mass Sect was taken aback, and looked at Zhang Huaming in disbelief.

Murong Xiangtian's Splitting Heaven Finger contained the energy of the cultivation of the Daoist Realm, and once it was unleashed, it was extremely powerful, and even the two masters of the Daoist Realm did not dare to easily resist it head-on. But the young-looking man unexpectedly blocked it, and he was still unharmed.

Looking at Murong Xiangtian standing a little sluggishly in place, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Huaming's mouth.

"You showed it a little, and now let me play it. Zhang Huaming's voice did not fall, and he stepped out, domineering. Suddenly, Zhang Huaming's body, which was originally calm and unwavering, was like a river surging, the river was shooting, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, heroes and heroes, princes and generals, the wind and clouds would meet, and the country was calm and calm, and he was the emperor and the emperor.

Zhang Huaming's momentum swelled again, majestic and majestic like a mountain, exuding a strong domineering aura that made people can't help but feel awe and fear.

Since breaking through to the realm of Taoism and comprehending the rules of energy, Zhang Huaming has comprehended a lot of the word "ba", and now every move he makes contains a boundless domineering spirit. It is somewhat similar to his master Xuantian Ba. "You...... You don't want to. Murong Xiangtian was forced by Zhang Huaming's domineering, his breathing became a little short, his face was slightly red, and he took a deep breath before slowly calming down his emotions and staring at Zhang Huaming. "You'll have to try it before you know. Zhang Huaming said lightly.

With a slight movement under his feet, his figure took another step forward, and the surging momentum suddenly became more and more majestic, like a god descending from heaven!

"This momentum!" everyone watching the battle showed horror on their faces. Whether it was Li An, Yang Cheng, or the two elders of the Mass Sect, or Murong Xiangtian himself, they all immediately sensed Zhang Huaming's momentum, and their faces all showed shock and horror. "How can it be so powerful!" At this time, Murong Xiangtian didn't expect Zhang Huaming's momentum to change so drastically all of a sudden, as if a martial god had descended, making him feel a trace of horror in his heart. Could it be that this Zhang Huaming is also a strong man who is hidden deeply? But horror is horror, shocked by Zhang Huaming's momentum, Murong waved his hand to the sky, and a volley of energy shot towards Zhang Huaming like an arrow off the string. Seeing this, a sneer crossed the corner of Zhang Huaming's mouth. Only stretched out one finger, and when the energy was about to hit his body, he suddenly reached out and tapped lightly on the energy, and the energy suddenly dissipated.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but be surprised again. Murong Xiangtian is a strength cultivator in the realm of Daoist disciples, and every move and style of his will naturally contain quite strong energy. Cracking rocks is completely pediatric, and even if a mountain peak is razed to the ground, it may not be impossible.

But...... Zhang Huaming, how could that guy catch Murong Xiangtian's such a domineering and powerful energy attack out of thin air? No, to be more precise, Zhang Huaming didn't take Murong Xiangtian's attack at all, but easily broke his attack with just one hand.

Zhang Huaming just wanted to trample on Murong Xiangtian's arrogant self-esteem, trample on his self-esteem under his feet, and let him clearly understand who he could provoke, and there were some people he could never provoke and could never afford to provoke.

Sometimes, for some people, the unscrupulous trampling on the self-esteem of others can make them more painful, and life is worse than death. Zhang Huaming saw Murong Xiangtian's point, so he took such a lot of trouble. Otherwise, with Murong Xiangtian's realm of Taoist disciples, he could only hold on to one move under Zhang Huaming's hands at most.

"Eat me and try it. Zhang Huaming's footsteps kicked out, as fast as lightning, and he rushed out directly, facing Murong and shooting towards the sky. "Jump!" Zhang Huaming's footsteps were like a rushing mountain peak, and he kicked Murong Xiangtian with a hard kick in his chest, protecting his hands in the abdomen! Don't underestimate Zhang Huaming's kick, even a strong man in the realm of Taoist masters would not dare to take it hard. Sure enough, Zhang Huaming's sharp leg hit Murong Xiangtian fiercely, and Murong Xiangtian immediately felt a force that was strong to the peak, pouring out from Zhang Huaming's leg, extremely domineering and unstoppable.

"You're underestimating me, too. Murong Xiangtian's face changed slightly, and his whole body suddenly flashed with brilliance, and an energy shield appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"Hehe, do you think you can hold on?" Zhang Huaming suddenly chuckled.

"Bang!"

The energy vibrated violently, making a dull sound, and a figure like a kite with a broken line was directly kicked dozens of feet away, and fell to the ground with a bang, raising countless smoke and dust.

"The battle is over......" "Is this still Zhang Huaming?" Murong Xiangtian was actually defeated with one move, how could it be?" The two Yang Cheng and Li An, who had just betrayed the Mass Sect, were obviously completely shocked by Zhang Huaming's amazing performance.

They had long known that Zhang Huaming's strength was unfathomable, and the powerhouses of the Martial God Realm were no different from ants in his hands, and the powerhouses of the Daoist Realm could not escape his poisonous hands. But they never thought that Zhang Huaming's strength would be so strong and terrifying that even Murong Xiangtian in the realm of Daoist disciples couldn't resist even a move. How strong should that strength be?

Yang Cheng and Li An glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of shock in each other's eyes that could not be described in words. Especially Li An, remembering that Zhang Huaming told him that as long as he could insist on resisting the three moves, he would let him go, but he was naïve and ignorant and tried to challenge him, which was simply looking for death. I think he must have been merciful at that time, otherwise he would still have his life at this moment.

Thinking of this, Ang Lee and the others couldn't help but feel palpitations and fear.

The rest of the people also stared at the seemingly unwavering, but invisibly revealed a supreme hero-like domineering figure, their hearts trembled violently, their hearts were occupied by fear, and they involuntarily quietly took a few steps back. "You...... Who are you?" the two elders who were still a little calmer came back to their senses after a great shock, looked at Zhang Huaming with a very solemn expression, and asked in a deep voice.

"My name is Zhang Huaming. Zhang Huaming replied indifferently.

"Zhang Huaming, the god of war!"

When the two elders heard this, they gasped suddenly, with a look of disbelief on their faces, and blurted out at the same time with an exclamation.

Obviously, Zhang Huaming, a name that has long been resounding in the martial arts continent now, has been heard of many times by unknown number of times, and it is almost unforgettable.

Escape God of War!

This is the latest title of Zhang Huaming from the world of the Martial Arts Continent, representing his identity as a free king and the record of the undefeated god of war!

Zhang Huaming!

These seemingly insignificant words alone are enough to inspire awe and endless fear in countless people in the world!

It no longer represents just a person, but a brilliant glory, representing strength, undefeated, miracles, death, and an eternal legend that no one can copy!

He destroyed a kingdom with his own hands!

Almost none of the enemies he encountered survived well.

He is both good and evil, moody, and murderous......

Some people say that if the Martial Arts Continent four years ago was the era of the Four Great Empires, then from the time when the name Zhang Huaming was first known to the world four years ago, the Martial Arts Continent was no longer the era of the Four Great Empires, but the era of him Zhang Huaming alone!

In this era, almost all the splendor and miracles are closely related to the name Zhang Huaming!

I actually met this terrifying star here!

The two elders glanced at each other, and a wry smile appeared on their faces that was countless times more ugly than crying.

"You...... What do you want?" the slightly short and fat elder asked bitterly, licking his dry lips. He felt his throat interfere, his whole body was limp, as if he was going to collapse to the ground at any moment.

The tall and thin elder was obviously not much better, his face had become pale at some point, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say. A thousand words were put into one sentence, and he just wanted to raise his head and cry out to the sky: "your paralyzed God, are you blind? Why did you just let me run into this guy! Isn't this Cheng intent on wanting me to die?"

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