Chapter 2348

What is madness?

This is madness!

What is hegemony?

This is tyranny!

"Do you want to challenge all the dead men in the small world alone?" The young man looked at Ye Hao in disbelief.

"Yes, I will fight as much as I can." Ye Hao looked at the young man and said word by word.

"I hope you dare say that later?" The young man took a deep look at Ye Hao and left.

At this time, Zhao Weiyang looked at Ye Hao in surprise and said, "do you know how many generals and soldiers are in the small world of death?"

"How much?"

"You'll find out later." Zhao Weiyang chuckled.

Soon Ye Hao knew why Zhao Weiyang showed that look?

It's because the monk who came to death was beyond his imagination.

Before, Ye Hao thought that there were 180000 monks in Zhao Zu's small world, but soon he found that he underestimated the power of the emperor.

In a short period of time, there were millions of generals and soldiers around Ye Hao, and with the passage of time, the number of monks gradually increased.

"There are about three million monks in the world of death." Zhao Weiyang patted Ye Hao on the shoulder and said, "now you can start your performance."

Ye Hao's face suddenly collapsed.

At that time, Ye Hao dealt with opponents of the same level in the inheritance stone tablet, but his limit was to deal with more than 2000 statues at the same time.

But now Ye Hao is confronted with three million soldiers at the level of death, not to mention many of them surpass him in cultivation.

How do you do that?

"Is that what you said you wanted to challenge all the dead monks in our small world?" At this time, a young man with a sword on his back came to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao looked at the young man and said, "not bad."

"We will not bully you. We will send 100 masters here. If you can win, we will lose." The young man said in a deep voice.

"Good." Ye Hao would like that?

It's better to have a car fight than a group fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if anyone thinks that the strength is stronger than Shao Hui, he will challenge him." The young man said, "by the way, Shaohui didn't even force Ye Hao's attack just now."

The young man's words silenced the impetuous monk in the field.

This is not a joke.

If Ye Hao all defeated, Zhao Zu's face would be lost.

"I will." At this time, a young man with a strong back and a strong back came out.

Ye Hao looked at the young man and realized that he was practicing kung fu.

"My name is Zhao Shanhe." After reporting his name, the young man said, "I practice horizontal skills, so you'd better not let me close."

"It's OK to be close." Ye Hao said with a smile, "you are welcome to give."

Zhao Shanhe nodded and rushed to Ye Hao.

On the way, he flew up, and his breath changed.

Manic!

Tyranny!

Bloodthirsty!

"Zhao Shanhe's body contains tyrannical factors, once stimulated, his strength will double." Zhao Weiyang said softly at this time.

"Tyrannical factor?" Ye Hao pinched his fist and said with a smile, "I'm looking forward to it."

When Ye Hao's voice dropped, Zhao Shanhe's fist was on top of his fist.

It's like Mars hitting the earth.

The shock waves of terror spread all around.

But at this time, Zhao Shanhe screamed, and the whole person was rushed to the distance by the shock wave.

He looked down at his fist and was shocked to find that all five fingers had been smashed.

"You - how can you be so powerful?" Zhao Shanhe was astonished.

"What he used just now was Zhou Zu's regret sky shaking fist." Then a young man with a sword said in a deep voice.

"In this way, what Ye Hao practiced was the quasi imperial level skill, which was decided by the world in Bafang town?"

"It seems that only those who practice quasi imperial level skills can compete with it?"

"No wonder his voice is so loud?"

"Now it's up to Zhao Xingwei."

When the friars in the field discussed, they looked at the young man with the sword.

Zhao Xingwei slowly walked to Ye Hao's not far away, "Zhao Xinghe specially came to teach."

"Are you practicing quasi imperial level skills?" Ye Hao asked curiously.

"Not bad." Zhao Xinghe responded.

"Then come." Ye Hao smiles.

Who has Ye Hao never been afraid of at the same level?

Zhao Xinghe held the sword formula in one hand and the blue sword in the other.

The Battle Sword stabs out, the situation changes suddenly.

A tiger with hanging eyes roared at Ye Hao.

"Sword means shape." Ye Hao was stunned and immediately took the move.Zhao Xinghe is not qualified to let Ye Hao use a higher level of magical powers.

It's enough to shake the earth with regret.

Click!

The tiger was torn.

Zhao Xinghe stabbed two swords this time.

On the left is a tiger with hanging eyes, and on the right is a blue dragon.

After Ye Hao's two fists killed the tiger and the dragon, he strode towards zhaoxinghe.

Zhao Shanhe's sword stabbed more and more frequently, but no matter how terrible the monster Zhao Shanhe outlined, it is difficult to stop Ye Hao even one step?

"All ten are destroyed." Zhao Shan River eye watched Ye Hao getting closer and closer. The sword in his hand turned into a streamer and appeared on the top of Ye Hao's head.

As the swords circled, the ten monsters rushed to Ye Hao from ten different directions.

"Little skills." Ye Hao snorted coldly.

One punch!

When the ten monsters were broken, the warship sobbed and fell into the distance.

Zhao Shanhe almost didn't fall down after spraying a mouthful of blood.

"Yield." Ye Hao looks at the Zhaoshan river.

"I'm afraid only Yuanqiao brother has done it." Zhao Shanhe took a look at a young man not far away.

The young man pondered for a moment and then stood up. "Speaking of it, my accomplishments are higher than you. Even if I win, I won't win. In this way, we'll stop."

"Brother Yuanqiao, you can do whatever you want." Ye Hao said with a smile, "otherwise it would be meaningless."

Zhao Yuanqiao looked at Ye Hao for a while and then said, "be careful."

Zhao Yuanqiao is now the eighth level of cultivation in the realm of death.

Ye Hao didn't practice much in the past 100 years, but his cultivation was promoted to the seventh level.

Zhao Yuanqiao is also practicing quasi imperial skills.

This is not to say that Zhao Zu didn't give him imperial level skills, but even if he gave him imperial level skills, he could not understand them.

As a matter of fact, there are some court principles in the quasi imperial level.

Zhao Yuanqiao also used a boxing skill.

But after three moves, Zhao Yuanqiao found that five fingers were smashed.

At this time, how can he not know that he is not Ye Hao's opponent at all?

"Do you want brother Zhao Jinjian to do it?" Zhao Yuanqiao looked at the young man with the sword on his back.

Zhao Jinjian pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "what I practice is imperial level skill, and my accomplishments are two levels higher than Ye Hao."

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