"Boom!"

There seemed to be a thunder roar in mid-air, and the originally thick sea of blood was directly split into a large ball, and among the thirteen blood-clothed people who were originally staggered and killed in unison, a full five of them exploded in the air without warning, scattered into clusters of flesh and blood, and flew down in all directions.

The originally neat killing array was suddenly broken after being reduced by five people in an instant, and the turbulent momentum was shortened in an instant, and before it really made a move, the blood-clothed side had already suffered heavy losses.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang~"

At this time, the four blood-clothed men who rushed to the front had already wielded their treasure soldiers and slaughtered fiercely, and the sharp blades slashed at Zhao Han's body with a thunderous momentum, instantly cutting the robes on his body into strips of rags. But the attack of the four blood-clothed men ended here, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

"Crush me!"

Zhao Han roared in a low voice, rushed forward, like a demon bull, and slammed into the arms of the nearest blood-clothed man, and the violent force instantly shattered the person's sternum, and the remaining strength was unabated, stirring the internal organs in his chamber into a pulp, and the whole person flew out like garbage, and the flesh and blood were sprinkled on the ground.

After killing a person, Zhao Han toed a little, turned around suddenly, like a violent tiger looking back, there was already a pair of fierce dark red sledgehammers in his hands, and the muscles were erect, and the two sledgehammers with a slightly rough style jumped up, brutally swept half a circle in the air, and then smashed down on the head against the two blood-clothed men who were chasing them.

The sledgehammer appeared too abruptly, and the trajectory of the swing was like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace, and it seemed that there was no strength at all, until the moment the dagger saw this, it was completely exposed like a mountain and a mountain, and a magnificent momentum like a great sun.

In the eyes of these two blood-clothed people, it was like a round of scorching sun, and their hearts were shocked, and they couldn't afford to resist at all, "poof~poof" two muffled sounds, their brains shattered, and they fell to the ground and died.

"Haha, happy!"

After hammering and killing the two of them with a random blow, Zhao Han laughed out loud, slammed the hammer with both hands, and brazenly counterattacked into the already chaotic blood-clothed man in an earth-shattering roar.

The remaining five blood-clothed people were already in chaos at this moment, the original thirteen people were violently killed, but the result was just a blink of an eye, eight people were lost, in the face of Zhao Han, who had already killed at this moment, the fiery blood gas alone made their hands and feet soft, not to mention the crazy battle intent that wanted to ignite the air!

"Damn, is this really just a transcendent realm martial art, why do I have a feeling of facing a real mortal martial art?" a blood-clothed man's eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't help but scream.

"Poof~"

Before the other blood-clothed people could speak, the two bloody sun hammers had already smashed over like a raging storm, and the blood-clothed man only had time to scream miserably, and then he and the other two blood-clothed people beside him were smashed on the spot.

"Damn, stop me!"

The blood-colored figure that came a little later jumped like thunder, and the mighty blood sea suddenly became manic, the huge waves surged, the waves were monstrous, and the rich smell of blood was almost turned into substance.

"Haha, give me death, Bafang Wind Madness!"

Zhao Han laughed, the double hammer slammed upward, and then the whole person began to rotate, turning faster and faster, and in a few breaths, the figure disappeared in place, leaving only a small tornado, swallowing the surrounding sea of blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the last two blood-clothed men desperately fled backwards to dodge, but after all, they were a step too late, and were pulled in by the huge suction force from the tornado.

"Dangdang~"

In mid-air, after a series of dense gongs and drums, a muffled snort came from the tornado, and then the tornado set off by Zhao Han shrank inward violently, and then exploded!

"Boom!"

In the deafening loud noise, the entire sea of blood was completely chaotic, especially where the tornado exploded, a large area of sticky red landed in the sky, and the flat ground, green trees, and rockery pavilions disappeared one after another, leaving only a huge pit dozens of feet deep in the same place.

"You're good!"

In mid-air, the blood shadow fluttered, and the blood light in the eyes behind the bronze ghost face was almost dripping blood, and the biting cold was like an invisible iron cone that kept stabbing Zhao Han's body everywhere.

The sea of blood that had been dispersed quickly shrank, and finally turned into a scarlet cloak, hanging behind the bronze ghost-faced man, exuding a heart-palpitating bloody aura.

"Of course I'm good!" Zhao Han grinned, his fighting intent rushed into the sky, and the double hammer slammed into it, and in the piercing loud sound, the whole person rose to the sky, wielding a sledgehammer and smashing it at the other party, "But you're going to be bad!"

"Ridiculous!"

The bronze ghost face snorted coldly, and the scarlet cloak behind him stretched out violently, covering him forward, like a blood-red protective film, protecting him in it.

"Knock knock~"

After a series of dull smashing sounds, Zhao Han stepped back violently, looking at the intact scarlet cloak and was silent.

"Hahahaha, now you know the gap between you and me, right?" The bronze ghost face let out a night owl-like laugh, and his bloody eyes flashed with mockery, "I have to say that your combat power is indeed beyond my estimate, but after all, transcendent is extraordinary, and the gap between the two great realms is not something that can be made up by techniques and treasure soldiers." ”

"If you are given time to grow, you may not be able to become a giant in the future, but unfortunately, you offended the young master and met me in advance!"

"For the sake of your talent, if you kneel down and kowtow now to apologize, I will intercede for you in front of the young master and spare your life, otherwise you will ......"

"What nonsense you have!"

Zhao Han's eyes narrowed, directly interrupted the other party's shout, took a deep breath, the blood qi in his body was running wildly, the muscles and flesh expanded in a large circle, and the whole person rose up again, more than two zhang, and the soaring essence completely distorted the air, making the huge bull-headed phantom behind him more and more real.

"Bull Demon Break Yue, break it for me!"

The two Flame Explosion Hammers slashed through the bewitching arc in mid-air, staggering each other more than a dozen times in a square inch, but strangely did not touch each other, and finally the hammer head coincided with the two horns of the bull head phantom behind Zhao Han, and slammed forward.

The violent force made the sky tremble, and it let out a "woo woo" roar, and the blood that spread out in front of the bronze ghost face was directly torn apart, and even a red wall more than twenty zhang away shattered without warning.

Facing Zhao Han's angry blow, the scarlet cloak in front of the bronze ghost face gurgled as if blood was flowing, and the pungent bloody aura was so thick that it was outrageous, and strips of dark cyan silk extended from his body, and finally injected into the scarlet cloak, like a bracket, making it even stronger.

"Bang~"

The double hammer struck, the force penetrated Changhong, and the divine power that could not be used exploded at the moment of contact, and the surface of the scarlet cloak let out a terrible chirp, and a dark cyan tube-like like blood vessel appeared, twisting into a ball with the contact point as the center, as if it was about to tear apart.

In the face of Zhao Han's hard blow, the terrifying power of close to three million stones, this scarlet cloak actually lasted for a moment, and its defense was so strong that it could be among the best among the real treasures that Zhao Han had seen.

"I didn't ...... Use...... The ......" The bronze ghost-faced man was bathed in blood, and a piece of blue blood appeared above his head, and a bloody bat roared on it, hiding behind the scarlet cloak, and said with difficulty.

"Useless?"

Zhao Han's eyes drooped, the corners of his eyes flashed with a dangerous light, he shouted violently, the double hammer was slammed away, and then smashed down alternately like wheels, like a raging storm, crazy and violent, as if he was going to hammer the sky to pieces.

"Since one hammer is useless, then hammer it a few more times. ”

In an instant, there was only a heavy hammer shadow in mid-air, virtual and real, overwhelmingly falling towards the scarlet cloak, both the rhythm and the strength were violent to the extreme, and people couldn't breathe at all.

"Damn, I was actually pressed and beaten by a mere transcendent martial force?" The bronze ghost-faced man roared, and the blood bat life above his head soared into the air, and in an instant, the blood was in full bloom, and after falling on the bronze ghost-faced man, it condensed into a thick blood-colored armor, and a majestic force poured out from the scarlet cloak, intending to push Zhao Han away with a hammer.

"Dare to resist?"

Zhao Han was furious, the steel teeth bit angrily, the muscles and flesh expanded again, and the pieces were like steel cast iron, shrugging and shrinking all the time, pumping out endless power, making the force on a pair of fierce blood storm sun hammers heavier than a hammer, and when it finally fell, it was like a mountain toppling, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Get out of here!"

The bronze ghost-faced was so angry that he roared and vomited blood for his life, and since he became a true martial artist, there had never been a battle like this.

The dignified True Martial Arts was actually pressed and beaten by a transcendental-level newcomer, and no matter how much he resisted, he couldn't break free, and the suffocating crazy rhythm and power made him almost collapse.

"Death for me!

Zhao shivered to the point of madness, his blood seemed to be burning, his eyes were red, his black hair stood upside down, his mouth and nose spewed white gas, and he actually caused gusts of wind and thunder when he breathed in, and the blood and boiling spiritual power were intertwined, and they were like evil dragons churning, rushing and destroying, and wreaking havoc.

"Bull Demon Broken Yue!"

"Bull Demon Broken Yue!"

"Bull Demon Broken Yue!"

"Bull Demon Broken Yue!"

......

Nine Bull Demon Broken Yue blasted out in a row, and in the earth-shattering loud noise, Zhao Han finally reached the limit, his qi and blood were exhausted, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, but it was transparent up and down, hearty, and very happy.

Since cultivating the Mighty Bull Demon Fist, this is the first time that Zhao Han has cast nine heavy hammers in a row in one breath, even if his body has reached the limit at this moment, his internal organs are faintly painful, his muscles and muscles are sore, and he has lost the strength to fight again in a short period of time.

"Huhu...... It's so cool!"

Zhao Han gasped heavily, sweat on his face was like rain, he held a double hammer, his eyes swept around, and he said to himself suspiciously: "Strange, where are the people? Where did they go, it couldn't be an escape?"

On the ground four feet in front of him, a pool of humanoid bloody meat sauce was a bright red, as if silently accusing someone of violence.