663 The mortal with a little spiritual power left
However, when Feng Haitang's profound energy surged, Zhao Hai let out a sigh of surprise and said, "Your profound energy and bones..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hai's figure flickered and suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Haitang.
Yan Haotian's reaction was also extremely fast. He rushed in front of Haitang almost immediately, trying to block Zhao Hai's movement.
However, Zhao Hai's cultivation was too far behind him.
Yan Haotian's movements were like a mantis blocking a car.
Zhao Hai didn't even make any moves before he grabbed Yan Haotian's neck.
Blood overflowed from Yan Haotian's throat.
"Haotian!!" Haitang rushed over desperately!
Zhao Hai sneered and threw something like a rope out.
The rope seemed to be alive and wrapped directly around Haitang's body, making her unable to move.
The rope suddenly tightened, and Feng Haitang felt a suffocating pain. Then she couldn't hold on and fainted.
Zhao Hai casually threw away the dying Yan Haotian and looked at them condescendingly, his eyes narrowed with a thoughtful light, "They are obviously just mortals from the Yanwu Continent, but there is still a little spiritual power left in their bodies. It's really interesting."
He knelt down, grabbed Haitang's face and looked at it. The smile on his face became more and more sinister, "He is actually a furnace with a good physique, very good, very good. I am worried about how to practice and improve in the Martial Arts Continent.
Woolen cloth!"
Zhao Hai raised his hand and the rope was immediately extended, tying up Yan Haotian as well.
The rope flew directly into Zhao Hai's hands.
Seeing that Zhao Hai was about to leave, Zhao Tianxiang became anxious, "Father, then...that Feng Haitang is my chosen concubine."
Zhao Hai paused and walked towards him step by step, "Do you want to compete with me for something?"
Zhao Tianxiang was so frightened that he almost cried, "No, no, no, father, I don't dare, this woman is yours, it's yours!"
"Humph, who do you think you are? Without me, you don't even have the qualifications to be a human being!" Zhao Hai looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt, "You'd better recognize me clearly, don't talk about a woman
, even your life is still in my hands!"
Zhao Tianxiang's face was covered with runny nose and tears, and he kept crying and begging for mercy.
Zhao Hai saw him looking cowardly and frightened like a dog, then he snorted coldly and threw out a bottle of elixir, "You should feel lucky that you are my son, otherwise a waste like you wouldn't have the right to live."
In the world.”
The thrown porcelain bottle hit Zhao Tianxiang directly on the forehead and knocked out a bag, but he did not complain at all. Instead, he took the elixir with a smile and said flatteringly: "Father, you are really the most powerful person in the world.
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"The elixirs you brought out are a hundred times more precious than those brought out by Tiandao Sect and Ghost Market. According to my son, you should be the one who should truly unify Yanwu Continent!"
Zhao Tianxiang originally thought that his flattery would make Zhao Hai happy.
Who knew that after Zhao Hai heard this, he looked like he was constipated.
When Zhao Tianxiang sensed something was wrong and wanted to change his words, Zhao Hai raised his foot and kicked him hard in the chest, sneering: "It's not your turn to tell me whether I am strong or not!"
After saying that, he directly dragged the unconscious Feng Haitang and Yan Haotian away.
Chapter completed!