Zhentianhou has a tall figure, loose black hair, bronze skin, bright eyes, handsome and strong.
Moreover, he guarded the frontier and went through battle formations, and had an unparalleled killing aura, like a sword, like a galloping army and a horse, which was shocking.
Many creatures of the demon clan looked at Zhentianhou, and there was a feeling of worshipping them. This was the god of war in their demon clan.
Zhentian Hou walked slowly, and his deep eyes fell on Wang Hao like a huge rock.
"Human martial arts practitioners, this is not a place for you to scatter. I apologize and then exit Zizhu Garden. I will not care about you."
Zhentianhou spoke and asked Wang Hao to apologize and withdraw.
He guarded the demon clan, and even though he was on the road of immortality, he was still the guardian god of the demon clan creatures. Naturally, he did not want to see a human martial artist performing his evil spirit here.
Wang Hao looked at Zhentianhou and his heart sank slightly. This was an extremely powerful existence, which made him feel extremely dangerous.
Moreover, the fluctuating aura on his body had reached the Yuanfu realm, and he was most likely not an opponent.
"Hahaha, this human boy is about to kneel down. When he meets Lord Zhentian, he is no match for him if he tied up a hundred people!"
"Haha, it makes him still crazy. In front of Lord Zhentianhou, he is not an enemy of one move!"
"Look, he was frightened by the Zhentianhou and dared not say a word."
"Get out, the human martial artist will slip away like a mouse, otherwise the Zhentianhou will suppress you strongly!"
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A group of creatures from the demon race laughed and were proud.
They expected that Wang Hao would retreat in a panic because he did not dare to go against the will of Zhentianhou.
However, unexpectedly, Wang Hao had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, he said: "I'm here to attend the party, Zhen Tianhou, you are not qualified to drive me away, right?"
"This is a gathering of creatures of our demon race. If you, a human martial artist, can only speak based on your strength. Do you dare to fight me?!"
Zhentianhou is a decisive person who does not talk nonsense with Wang Hao at all, and directly invites the battle.
"Why don't you dare to fight with you!" Wang Hao did not hesitate.
"Okay, you have the courage to cultivate the human race, but your cultivation is too low, you are just the Spirit Transformation Realm. This marquis will not bully you, suppress your strength, and fight with you Spirit Transformation Realm!"
Zhentianhou was extremely proud and disdained to use his cultivation to crush him. He wanted to fight with Wang Hao at the same level.
Wang Hao was not surprised at this. The arrogant genius most disdained is to use his cultivation to suppress others. Their favorite fighting method is to crush his opponent with his own talent!
"Go to the right platform in the garden!"
Zhentianhou took the lead in walking towards the opposite platform.
Zizhu Garden is very big, and on the edge is a huge stone forest, and a pair of platforms stands in the stone forest.
When he arrived at the opposite platform, Wang Hao was very energetic when facing the Zhentianhou. His eyes were as sharp as lightning, his hair was dancing in the wind, and he was full of heroism.
A rich golden light surged from his body, as if a golden crow was coming to the world and the gods were possessed.
An ancient short sword full of killing spirit slowly appeared in his hand.
Zhentianhou was extremely powerful, so Wang Hao directly took out the Eight Desolate Divine Sword. Of course, the most advantageous one was the prototype of the imperial weapon, but unfortunately he could not be taken out easily.
"Although your dagger is good, it's far worse than my weapon!"
Zhentian Hou shouted loudly, and a huge golden light surged out of his hand, covering the sky and shattering the surrounding huge rocks and turning them into piles of powder.
A golden halberd slowly appeared in his hand, and the light covered the sky and the aura swept across the world.
That power is much stronger than Wang Hao's Eight Desolate Divine Sword.
Wang Hao changed color slightly. What level of treasure is this? It actually has such a momentum!
Zhentianhou held a golden battle halberd in his hand, and the golden light surging like waves. He seemed to be in a vast ocean, his spirit was like a divine furnace, extremely vigorous, burning, full of aura of looking down on the world.
"This halberd is called the Golden Battle Halberd, which is left by ancient powerful people. It can be called a famous weapon and has infinite power. If you can appreciate the power of this halberd, it is considered a blessing in three lives." The Marquis of Zhentian dominates the boundless and arrogant, and the world is the world.
It seemed to have become small in front of him.
"No matter how powerful an external object is, it won't work. Let's see how I kill you!"
Wang Hao shouted violently, waved the short sword in his hand, and millions of sharp sword energy surrounded his body. Then he held the sword's fingers and pressed down on Zhentianhou.
The world roared, and countless sword energy was like the fall of stars, like thousands of troops, wrapping the Marquis of Zhentian.
"Hmph, a trick."
Zhentianhou was not panicked at all. He swept the golden halberd in his hand and burst out with a ray of light that spread across the sky. He had a momentum that could sweep across the face of thousands of troops, with a huge murderous aura.
Boom~
A deafening sound rang out. In the golden waves, in front of the golden halberd, one sword light after another broke into pieces, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.
Bang bang bang bang!
After the golden light scattered the sword light, it continued to exert its momentum and pressed down on Wang Hao.
The earth was broken, and huge rocks collapsed one by one.
Wang Hao changed color slightly, held his sword in front of him, and his qi and blood burst out, thundering like thunder. One vast stream of spiritual power surrounded his body, to resist the golden light in the sky.
Bang bang bang bang!
A violent collision sounded, and Wang Hao blocked all the terrifying golden light.
"Die for me!"
Zhentian Hou roared, and the battle halberd in his hand pointed at the sky. The halberd body trembled and a stronger golden light burst out. One after another, rich like the essence, filling the entire world.
He was extremely powerful, with black hair dancing wildly, like a god and a demon, and had the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers and being the only one I am the only one.
Wang Hao couldn't help but retreat, and the immortal golden body completely exploded to resist this terrifying pressure.
In the golden light all over the sky, a group of giants wearing golden armor suddenly appeared, each with cold and arrogant expressions, and the murderous aura was soaring to the sky.
"The golden giant kills the sky, kill it for me!"
Zhentianhou roared, and the terrifying golden giant instantly submerged Wang Hao.
Wang Hao's eyes were cold and there was no words. He lifted the short sword in his hand and swept the four directions. Suddenly, the sword light surged and penetrated the sky.
He fought bloody battles with these golden giants.
Puff ~
A golden giant was split in half by Wang Hao's force, and it was very flat from top to bottom. The huge body fell to the ground and turned into golden lights.
Then he used the Shadow Magic Step, rushed to the next golden giant again, raised his sword and stabbed it.
The golden giants fell down one by one, and Wang Hao was frantically crazy. His clothes were torn, and several wounds appeared, and blood flowed.
These golden giants are extremely powerful, almost equivalent to martial arts practitioners at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
After more than a dozen breaths, the group of golden giants were all killed by him.
However, Wang Hao's condition at this time looked quite miserable. He had more than a dozen wounds on his body and suffered considerable injuries.