Chapter 790

After opening the bridge, Zhao TU was independent of the wind and snow, drinking and smiling.

His red dress is like a red plum standing in the snow.

Hongmei Aoxue!

At this time, he had taken off all his defenses and had no defense, so he waited for Zhou Hao to come and kill him.

Looking at Zhao Tu in the distance at Zhang Xi Bridge, he looks sad and seems to be worried about Zhao Tu.

But Zhou Hao didn't know anything about it.

He didn't know why Zhao Tu wanted to do this, let alone why Zhang Xiqiao felt sad for Zhao Tu.

He did not know the conversation between Zhang Xiqiao and Zhao Tu just now.

Zhou Hao, who was deeply trapped in the mountain, finally recovered completely. As before, he was a pair of copper skin and iron bone.

He took up a gust of wind, hugged himself, ready to come out of an explosive impact, attack the enemy unprepared!

Chopping the sky blade is also in his hand. He holds it tightly and uses his full strength. At the same time, he runs the "harvest" talent to the extreme.

The "harvest" talent of level 9 of the divine level is enough to let him find and attack the enemy's weak points in a short time, and make the opponent unable to defend with his own tricks.

Zhao Tu, who was in the snow, suddenly felt that the wind around him was surging in a direction, which was the direction Zhou Hao had just smashed.

"Well, Yu Feng." He said faintly, nodded his head, and said with a happy smile, "how could he have such a strong ability to control the wind?"

"It seems that I underestimated you just now."

He looked at Zhou Hao's direction and nodded.

Zhou Hao's performance has been very surprising and unexpected to him.

Just as he was drinking again, a place covered with thick snow on the golden roof suddenly started a burst of explosion.

Bang!

A blast started, and at the same time, a figure flashed out of the snow.

The figure was about to explode, and all of a sudden it had gone to Zhao Tu before the sound.

Zhanqing also appears with a light.

It's the blue light from the sky cutting blade.

The figure is Zhou Hao.

In fact, when Zhou Hao rushed out of the snow, Zhao TU was surprised to see him. He saw how he broke through the snow and how he rushed to kill him. He also saw that he raised the green knife and cut at himself.

But even though Zhao Tu saw all these things clearly, and even though he had enough time to avoid Zhou Hao's knife, he still stood still, drinking, not starting, not defending.

However, there is a spirit of living towards death.

Zhou Hao felt strange when he couldn't see the reaction of his opponent, but he had no time to think about it. What's more, he thought about killing Zhao Tu at the moment.

The knife in his hand was simple, sharp and decisive. It flashed by without any pause.

Hiss!

Qingzhanzhan's knife light swayed and flashed in the wind and snow, cutting countless snowflakes.

Of course, there is Zhao Tu, who he is targeting.

After the knife was finished, the wine pot in Zhao butcher's hand was divided into two, and the warm wine poured out and sprinkled in the snow.

Zhao TU was also cut and his neck was separated, but he did not die immediately.

And now his eyes fell on the spilled wine, and his face showed a look of regret.

He suddenly flicked his hand, a spirit gushed out in an instant, and the wine sprinkled in the wind and snow condensed again, and then entered his throat.

After this one mouthful of wine, he just faintly smiles, looks at Zhou Hao, said: "you should cut a few more knives."