"I hope you accept this coffin! It was tailor-made for you."
Xiao Fan waved his hand, and the huge coffin charged towards Zhang Hao's location.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Hao naturally knew that Xiao Fan was using the opportunity to humiliate him, so how could he let him succeed. He waved his hand and slapped the black coffin fiercely.
The black coffin, weighing over ten thousand catties, felt as light as nothing in Zhang Hao's hand.
It was directly unloaded by Zhang Hao and placed on the ground.
"Boom!"
The ten-thousand-catty coffin smashed heavily onto the Life and Death Stage, causing the entire stage to shake violently.
"Xiao Fan, actually, I think the size of this coffin is quite suitable for you. How about I borrow a flower to offer to the Buddha and give it to you?"
Saying that, Zhang Hao slapped the coffin, and the huge coffin moved. It rushed towards Xiao Fan like a dark cloud.
"You don't know what's good for you. Since it's tailor-made for you, you have to accept it whether you want to or not."
Xiao Fan slammed it fiercely.
The two competed at opposite ends of the coffin.
Zhang Hao naturally knew that if the coffin fell on his side, it would definitely be bad luck and he would be humiliated in front of everyone.
This was something Zhang Hao was absolutely unwilling to see.
Two forces collided with each other along the sides of the black coffin.
"As expected, it's Xiao Fan. What powerful strength."
Zhang Hao gathered all of his True Qi to contend with Xiao Fan's strength.
However, Zhang Hao was only at the Martial King Sixth Heaven cultivation level. Although he seemed to be only one heaven away from Xiao Fan, one was Martial King Sixth Heaven and the other was Wu Wang Seventh Heaven.
This was the difference between the Martial King Middle Stage and the Martial King (high stage).
Zhang Hao felt waves of power surging through the black coffin towards him.
The black coffin was vibrating violently and slowly moving towards his side. This made Zhang Hao somewhat displeased.
He let out a cold snort and slapped out another palm.
However, as a Martial King (high stage), Xiao Fan's strength was naturally beyond Zhang Hao's imagination.
With this palm, the black coffin began to vibrate and crash towards Zhang Hao's side.
Damn it!
Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and unleashed both his Physical Body and Qi Refinement cultivation.
Under the pressure of the dual forces, the coffin began to stabilize again.
Xiao Fan was slightly surprised. He had originally thought that Zhang Hao was just a small ant, but now it seemed that this guy had the qualifications to be taken seriously.
"Creak!" "Creak!"
The black coffin, subjected to the struggle of the two forces, finally couldn't withstand such immense power.
"Boom!"
The coffin finally exploded, sending debris flying in all directions.
With the explosion of this power, Zhang Hao couldn't help but retreat more than ten steps.
Xiao Fan also retreated three or four steps.
This coffin was made of thousand-year-old Phoebe wood, which was as hard as iron.
The fact that it was shattered by the pressure of their power showed how strong their power was.
The Grand Elder, who was acting as the Referee, also looked shocked.
"Hmph, since you don't accept my good intentions, don't blame me for being impolite."
His intention was not achieved, and Xiao Fan couldn't help but become exasperated out of embarrassment.
"Blood Fiend Palm!"
Xiao Fan moved like a ghost, suddenly appearing in front of Zhang Hao.
He slammed a palm down towards Zhang Hao's body.
A bloody palm shadow enveloped Zhang Hao's front.
"Mountain-Toppling Sea-Overturning!"
Zhang Hao swept out with his Pai Yun Palm.
The two forces collided in the air.
Zhang Hao noticed that Xiao Fan's power was subtly suppressing him, which made his expression solemn.
Both sides fought quickly, turning into two white blurs.
The students watching below the Life and Death Stage were mesmerized.
Such intense fighting was something that even the students below the Life and Death Stage had probably rarely seen.
The Life and Death Stage trembled violently, emitting creaking sounds.
Blood-colored fiendish energy surrounded Zhang Hao.
This fiendish energy, following Xiao Fan's palm strikes, trapped him like a cage.
As the two fought, this cage tightened more and more.
Moreover, the blood-colored fiendish energy not only had corrosive power but also invaded his body and affected his consciousness.
"Blood Fiend Palm!"
Numerous illusory figures locked down all of Zhang Hao's escape routes.
In front of Zhang Hao, layers of palm shadows crisscrossed, crushing down towards his body.
"Divine Travel!"
Zhang Hao's feet spun heavily.
His feet were on the left, but his body spun 180 degrees to the right.
The Blood Fiend Palm missed.
However, Xiao Fan's offensive followed closely like a shadow, locking onto Zhang Hao again.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Hao no longer dodged.
"Xie Yun Wu Ding"
The eleventh stance of the Pai Yun Palm was unleashed, fiercely striking down towards Xiao Fan's body.
A violent explosion sounded.
All of Zhang Hao's palm strikes were shattered.
His feet scraped the ground as he retreated twenty meters horizontally.
Zhang Hao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Take another palm strike from me!"
Xiao Fan again darted towards Zhang Hao.
Each strike would attack Zhang Hao from different directions, providing an all-around assault.
Xiao Fan was far superior to Zhang Hao in terms of speed, attack power, and control of the battle rhythm.
However, Zhang Hao displayed his movement technique and speed to the limit.
Although Lingbo Micro Step was profound, Zhang Hao had not yet mastered it.
At this moment, in this situation, using his most familiar Martial Skill was the best choice.
Xiao Fan was actually also annoyed.
Although he challenged Zhang Hao, his cultivation had advanced greatly recently.
He thought he could kill Zhang Hao within ten moves and establish the Tianlong Alliance's prestige.
However, he didn't expect Zhang Hao's strength to be not weak.
They had exchanged dozens of moves, and he was only slightly gaining the upper hand.
Moreover, the opponent's movement technique was very strange, and every time his attack was turned into safety by the opponent's movement technique.
"Damn it, do you think you can be undefeated like this?"
Xiao Fan transformed into more than a dozen figures, pouncing towards Zhang Hao like shadows.
Numerous bloody palms struck towards Zhang Hao.
These bloody palms carried a terrifying corrosive aura.
The palm shadows turned into a prison, trapping and killing Zhang Hao from all directions.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Hao frowned slightly, and his Spiritual Sense spread out like a spider web in all directions, searching for Xiao Fan's figure.
However, Xiao Fan's speed was too fast.
Every time Zhang Hao's Spiritual Sense was about to capture the opponent, Xiao Fan would always escape one step ahead.
"Sun Heart!"
Clenching his hand into a fist, Zhang Hao unleashed a Seven Injury Fist towards the surrounding blood-colored cage.
"Boom!"
Zhang Hao's domineering fist shadow annihilated the surrounding palm shadows.
However, the cage only trembled slightly and then pressed down on him again.
However, Zhang Hao's palm strike just now was not without effect.
It allowed his Spiritual Sense to capture Xiao Fan's figure at the moment the attack was effective.
"Get lost!"
Looking at the dozen or so bloody figures rushing towards him, Zhang Hao unleashed a punch.
"Lung Splitting!"
The Seven Injury Fist was unleashed again with domineering force.
