Zhang Hao looked at Gong Wencai and said, "Now it's your turn."
Zhang Hao raised his blade and charged.
"Hundred Blade Slash!"
Zhang Hao instantly struck eleven times at Gong Wencai.
A force of 200,000 catties, carrying an unmatched power, slashed down towards Gong Wencai.
"Get lost!"
Gong Wencai thrust out a dense net of spears, attempting to block Zhang Hao's attack. However, he didn't expect that at this moment, Zhang Hao was unstoppable.
The force of 200,000 catties easily tore through Gong Wencai's spear net and heavily struck Gong Wencai's body.
"Pfft!"
Gong Wencai was sent flying backward.
"Hmm? Didn't kill him?" Zhang Hao was slightly surprised.
According to Zhang Hao's thoughts, this move should have been able to cut Gong Wencai in half at the waist. But he quickly realized that Gong Wencai must have some kind of top-tier protective armor on him. Only this could explain why the opponent could withstand his attack and not die.
"But you still must die!"
Zhang Hao pursued Gong Wencai again, his Killing Intent locked onto him.
"You can't kill me, if you kill me, my Gong family members won't let you off," Gong Wencai roared at Zhang Hao.
"Hmph! Your threat is useless against me!"
Zhang Hao slashed down with his blade.
Just as Zhang Hao's blade was about to finish off Gong Wencai, a blade shadow suddenly blocked his path. Although this blade didn't completely stop Zhang Hao's determined strike, it did cause Zhang Hao's blade to deviate from its original trajectory, allowing Gong Wencai to escape being killed.
Zhang Hao looked at the person and found that it was none other than Jiang Xinwu who had blocked him.
"You dare to block me? Go to hell!"
"Hundred Blade Slash!"
Zhang Hao instantly struck eleven times.
"Arrogant!"
Jiang Xinwu also roared and swung his blade to meet the attack. Dense blade shadows collided with Zhang Hao. However, Zhang Hao's Blood God Blade easily tore through the opponent's attack and went straight through, heading for the opponent's body.
"Pfft!"
Although Jiang Xinwu dodged the fatal blow at the last moment, Zhang Hao's strike still severed Jiang Xinwu's left arm.
"Ah!"
Jiang Xinwu screamed in pain, staggering back more than ten steps, looking at Zhang Hao with shock in his eyes. He never expected that Zhang Hao would be so powerful in this place.
"Go to hell!"
Zhang Hao pursued Jiang Xinwu again, slashing down with his blade. This strike contained extremely terrifying power. He poured all the power in his body into this one strike.
Jiang Xinwu felt that this strike had locked onto him. It was as if in the next second, he would be torn to shreds under the terror of this strike. Gritting his teeth, Jiang Xinwu threw out a rolled-up object.
Zhang Hao's strike seemed to hit a solid wall of bronze.
"This is..." Zhang Hao frowned and quickly retreated a few steps, his expression cautious.
The scroll slowly unfolded, and a Martial King (high stage) aura emanated from it.
"This is a King's Dharma Form?"
Zhang Hao was slightly surprised.
A figure walked out from the image on the scroll. This was a Martial Warrior holding a black long blade, with deep, sharp, and unmatched eyes.
Even though this was just a Dharma Form, Zhang Hao still felt an incredibly terrifying pressure enveloping him. This was the pressure of a Martial King (high stage).
Although Zhang Hao's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds and he had reached the Martial King Realm, he was still self-aware that there was a very large gap between his cultivation and that of a Martial King (high stage).
"Zhang Hao, this is my Master's King's Dharma Form. I originally thought I wouldn't need to use it. I didn't expect you to force me to use my trump card. You should be proud to die under my Master's Dharma Form," Jiang Xinwu said to Zhang Hao with a sneer.
In Jiang Xinwu's opinion, it was absolutely impossible for Zhang Hao to survive under his Master's King's Dharma Form.
Zhang Hao sneered, "How naive. If your Master had come in person, perhaps I would retreat, but it's just your Master's King's Dharma Form, I don't take it seriously. Watch me destroy it!"
"Presumptuous!"
The middle-aged Martial Warrior holding the blade also became angry. Although it was only a King's Dharma Form, a trace of the main body's spiritual consciousness remained in the end. Seeing Zhang Hao boasting shamelessly at this moment, he naturally became angry and slashed down with his blade.
This was an extremely terrifying strike, a fiery red strike that turned into a ferocious, roaring fire dragon, roaring down towards Zhang Hao.
The fire dragon seemed to want to swallow Zhang Hao whole.
Damn, there's no suppression of this King's Dharma Form's True Qi in this place. Isn't that too unfair? Zhang Hao couldn't help but complain.
"Hundred Blade Slash!"
Although he was complaining, facing this terrifying strike, Zhang Hao's expression was extremely solemn. With a tremor in his arm, he instantly struck twelve times.
A force of 400,000 catties, with this strike, slashed down towards the opponent.
"Clang!"
The two blades collided fiercely in the void, erupting with terrifying power. The fire dragon was crushed by Zhang Hao's blade, but Zhang Hao was sent flying backward.
"Wow!"
Zhang Hao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
He took it? Jiang Xinwu was slightly surprised.
However, Jiang Xinwu didn't pay too much attention. Even if he took one move, so what? He didn't believe that Zhang Hao could take more moves. Anyway, Jiang Xinwu firmly believed that Zhang Hao couldn't escape being killed by his Master.
"Zhang Hao!" Ye Yunshang was a little worried and was about to rush over.
"Don't come over!" Zhang Hao quickly shouted.
Mo Qing also pulled Ye Yunshang back, preventing her from going over. She advised, "He has been locked onto by that King's Dharma Form. We can't help him at all. Going over will only distract him."
"But this is a Martial King (high stage)'s King's Dharma Form. Can he withstand it?" Ye Yunshang was very worried.
Mo Qing frowned and said, "Don't worry, although it's a Martial King (high stage)'s King's Dharma Form, it's only exerting the power of a Middle Stage Martial King Peak. After all, this King's Dharma Form scroll can only carry ten percent of a Martial King (high stage)'s power. Zhang Hao is not an ordinary person, there shouldn't be too much of a problem."
However, Mo Qing's words were just to comfort Ye Yunshang. Although this scroll only exerted the power of a Middle Stage Martial King Peak, the power exerted by a Martial King (high stage) was extraordinary. It also surpassed that of an ordinary Middle Stage Martial King. Even she, Mo Qing, didn't have much confidence in being able to withstand it.
The Martial King (high stage)'s King's Dharma Form saw that this ant-like early stage Martial King had actually taken one of its moves and felt that it had lost Face. It roared and slashed down with its blade again.
This strike was even stronger than before. It was as if the void was going to be split open by this strike.
Zhang Hao felt as if there were endless cages crushing down on him from all sides, as if they were going to imprison him. It seemed that this strike was not a blade, but a huge mountain covering him.
"Limitless Rampage!"
Zhang Hao roared.
