v2 Chapter 781： Proud wind and snow

I saw that when Zhou Hao's Heaven Slashing Blade was about to be cut, Zhao Tu's hand suddenly rose, and then fell again.

Saying fast, his hand seems to have not moved between the ups and downs; speaking slowly, his shot is like a red plum quietly falling, fluttering down, quietly without a trace.

Zhou Hao stopped seven feet in front of Zhao Tu.

He stopped because he saw his sword energy, blade intent, and blade light, all of a sudden disappeared in an instant.

If you use a knife with no sharp edge to deal with a master, this is a joke.

Zhou Hao stopped at will.

Stopped in front of Zhao Tu.

The violent wind and snow also stopped because of the disappearance of his sword energy.

The wind and snow returned to normal levels.

In the wind and snow, Zhou Hao and Zhou Hao opposed.

Zhao Tu looked at Zhou Hao, who was already in a sluggish state, and he sighed, "It seems that I overestimated you just now, it's boring."

Zhou Hao became depressed in the sluggishness, as if he had been hit.

He stared at Zhao Tu in a daze, and said, "What did you just do? What's that move?"

Zhao Tu let out a sigh, his body motionless in the wind and snow, proudly in the world.

He looked at Zhou Hao as if he was looking at a poor worm. He said indifferently: "I just raised my hand, no move."

The tone of his speech does not contain any feelings.

Zhou Hao was startled, and said, "Is it really just raising your hand?"

Zhao Tu nodded and said, "You are too weak. It seems that your father has misunderstood you."

He snorted coldly.

For Zhou Hao, this sound was like a bolt from the blue, and it was too much a shock!

Then Zhao Tu's attitude towards him was really like watching a poor worm.

After Zhao Tu had said what he despised Zhou Hao, he looked up at the sky as if he was looking at an old friend.

His red outfit is more like a red plum standing proudly in the snow.

He looked at the sky, and suddenly said: "Old leader, old leader, I have said that you have misunderstood the wrong person. The so-called young leader is just a general generation. I really can't afford such a big responsibility!"

"Do not!"

Zhou Hao's sonorous voice came, interrupting Zhao Tu's self-talk.

He stared sharply at Zhao Tu, and said, "You are the one who misunderstood Lao Tzu!"

As he spoke, there was a strong breath from all over his body.

These breaths may not be stronger than Zhao Tu's, but they contain a chilling wildness!

This kind of wildness, unruly, stubborn, and will not yield to anyone or anything.

Zhao Tu felt the other monks in Zhou Hao's breath, even the wildness that he did not possess, so his expression and emotions fluctuated a little more, but he quickly suppressed the fluctuating emotions and said: "This time , Won't you let me down again?"

Zhou Hao grinned, staring at Zhao Tu like a hunting beast, and said: "I will make you desperate!"

Zhao Tu sneered, turned around to face Zhou Hao, and said lightly: "If you let me down this time, I will make you despair."

What he said seemed to be calm and gentle, but it gave people a real feeling.

It makes people feel that what he said, he will definitely do it.

As long as he does, nothing can stop him.

Zhou Hao didn't intend to wield any sword energy or intent this time. He was going to have a close fight, which was what he was best at.

Reaping was originally a deadly move used to get close.