Small character?

I'm afraid no one in China dares to call Song Zhongmou a small role?

Chen Sanmeng swallowed, feeling that his brother Qin Hao was extremely majestic, and a girl's heart leaped up.

Nangong Meng's little face changed. This young man was so powerful that he could fight head-on with the ancient martial arts family. Every time he saw him again, he was always so strong... just like a king, and Nangong Meng's heart gradually became addicted to Qin Hao's peerless charm.

Nangong Yizhu bit her lips lightly, and she was so proud of her. At this time, she had to admit that Qin Hao was indeed a powerful opponent. Zhuge Yuman's eyes were flashing with strange brilliance, and her slender hands brushed the black hair that was blown by the breeze behind her ears, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Even Liu Zongyuan was holding the teacup stagnated in the air. He looked at Qin Hao and murmured, "Isn't this true?"

This is true.

Song Zhongmou took a deep breath, and at this moment he heard his arms trembling slightly. He stared at Qin Hao: "This cannot be the power you can have!"

Qin Hao said lightly without commenting, "So what."

"It seems that there are quite a lot of secrets in you. I have changed my mind. I will not kill you. I will torture you well and know all your secrets." Song Zhongmou's lips outlined a cruel smile.

"Then we have to see if you have the ability."

The battle begins again.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Qin Hao plundered to Song Zhongmou without any mercy.

“Too slow!”

“Too weak!”

Bang bang!

Who would have thought that Song Zhongmou, a powerful man who reached the peak of Taoism, was actually beaten by a young man of a new generation.

boom!

After dozens of rounds, Qin Hao became more and more fierce in fighting and was more skillful in using power. He sideways and avoided Song Zhongmou's killer moves, five fingers form a sword, and a sharp sword light passed by Song Zhongmou's arm.

Puff.

Blood sprinkles.

Song Zhongmou covered his chest and his anger burst out uncontrollably. He glanced at everyone present coldly, and finally fixed the focus on Qin Hao's figure: "I didn't expect you to force me to this level, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

"Try out everything else, I, Qin Hao, and then!" Qin Hao was not afraid.

laugh!

Suddenly, there was a hint of burning heat in the air, but a ray of red light flashed on Song Zhongmou's body. At the same time, Song Zhongmou's momentum increased again.

The faint pressure from the strong will make the heavy responsibility present tremble.

"The power of Song Zhongmou's bloodline..." Zhuge Yuman looked solemn. Every ancient martial arts family is the best in the previous martial arts world. All the bloodlines they possess are top-notch, and their magical powers are even more terrifyingly powerful.

"This momentum is already half a step into the pressure of the Shenyin. Qin Hao is amazing. He has forced Song Zhongmou into such a situation, but I am afraid that the duel will come to an end."

"Qin Hao, what other surprises can you give me?" Nangong Yizhu also gathered his mind. The winner was probably decided.

The death leader, Mr. Yu, Bai Jingwei and others also stared at their eyes, and their expressions became a little serious.

"That's all!"

Qin Hao took the lead in the attack, and purple sword shadows appeared behind him.

Silent.

"Dragon Flame Sword!"

boom!

Huge palm prints appeared behind Song Zhongmou, showing a red blood-red color. These several sword shadows hid into these red palms, as if they fell into a bottomless abyss.

"Supernatural powers...The Heaven-Shaped Seal!"

Song Zhongmou roared!

He is the head of the ancient martial arts family, and he is a strong man who has reached the peak of Taoism!

In this new round of martial arts world, he should be the most well-deserved overlord.

How can this young boy be allowed to provoke?

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The strong wind blew violently, rolling up countless smoke and dust. The entire venue was like an earthquake and the sky was shaking and the earth was moving. The wind and rain outside were traction and sprinkled randomly. The red palm prints covered the entire sky. Song Zhongmou laughed out loud: "Qin Hao! Are you scared?"

The power of the half-step divine hidden.

Qin Hao looked up at the red sky-turning seal, felt the terrifying power it contained, and said lightly: "Is this what you are all about?"

The veins on Song Zhongmou's face were so angry that they jumped.

Since the beginning, this ant-like man has been talking to himself in such a contemptuous tone!

This is an unforgivable sin!

"Die!" Song Zhongmou roared, and the red palm print that covered the sky roared down, carrying endless power.

Qin Hao was shrouded in this red palm print.

"You can't escape my sky-turning seal!" Song Zhongmou sneered.

"Yeah?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Hao's mouth, and the dragon scales gradually crawled over his entire arm. The dragon power in his body pulled the blood to flow quickly. He slowly closed his eyes, and the blood kept rolling and flowing faster.

Qin Hao's whole body was steaming.

Silver-white little dragons crawled over Qin Hao's arms.

Dragon Fist!

Eight styles!

The huge fist became silver-white, and there seemed to be a roaring silver dragon flying behind Qin Hao.

The red sky-turning seal fell.

Boom boom.

One palm and one punch collided with each other.

laugh!

The whole sky burst open, and the area formed by the two people kept shaking.

"It's useless!" Song Zhongmou had a ferocious face, like a gambler at the end of the road, his blood and energy kept rising, and he was desperately stolen to enhance the power of the Tiantian Seal.

"Old dog! This punch! Repay your hatred for the Tokyo Tower!"

roar!

The silver fist soared into the sky like a furious dragon.

Boom boom boom boom.

The Floating Sky Seal stagnated in the air.

An incredible expression and a hint of fear appeared on Song Zhongmou's face.

Qin Hao's power is still increasing.

"This punch was beaten for General Mu!"

Qin Hao rushed towards the bloody sky-colored seal and broke the sky with one punch!

With a crack, cracks suddenly arose.

The hard and powerful fist broke through the limitations of space and time and suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhongmou.

boom!

Song Zhongmou's face sank, and the punch hit Song Zhongmou's face firmly.

The Flip Seal trembled.

But this is not the end.

Qin Hao took the air and shot at Song Zhongmou with a speed and force that exceeded his body's limits. His hardened silver fist hit Song Zhongmou

Song Zhongmou wanted to hide, but he even hit Song Zhongmou incredibly again with this punch.

Bang!

Song Zhongmou flew backwards, blood flowing in the air.

"Impossible!" Song Zhongmou trembled all over and stared at Qin Hao in horror.

"It takes a price to do something wrong. Old Dog Song, you can't live today!" Qin Hao said coldly, murderous intent filled with him, and countless fireworks flashed deep in his eyes.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Flames surged out.

Qin Hao was lying in the flames, and the Dragon Fist rose again.
Chapter completed!