Garbage martial arts.

Qin Hao's words were very light and full of contempt.

Forehead……

When everyone heard Qin Hao's words, they all opened their mouths and looked shocked.

Mr. Pang Jiu’s martial arts are so powerful and powerful. Qin Hao actually said it was a garbage martial arts?

Mr. Yang was also surprised and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Even though he has broken through to the Martial Saint now, he is still frightened when facing Mr. Pang Jiu's Blood Cloud Palm.

He had a premonition that he must still be unable to take on this move as he did back then.

And Qin Hao didn't take it seriously?

And it's also said it's garbage martial arts?

It's really a bit...sucking.

Mr. Pang Jiu's face was also full of gloomy and said, "Boy, you are really the most arrogant young man I have ever seen."

This martial arts was only able to be practiced by his granddaughter.

It can be said that this is a very terrifying killer move.

And Qin Hao dared not take it seriously?

He is so arrogant!

Master Pang Jiu looked at Qin Hao, sneered, and said, "Let's do this, I will give you a chance, and give you the last brightness of your life."

Click!

As soon as Qin Hao and Pang Jiu finished speaking, they saw an electric arc flashing through the void behind Qin Hao.

Crack Crack Crack!

Immediately afterwards, the arc became more and more.

I saw two auras colliding in the void behind Qin Hao, and lightning and thundering.

“What’s going on?”

Everyone looked surprised when they saw this scene.

Now it's clear sky, how can there be lightning?

Qin Hao ignored everyone and slowly raised his right hand.

boom!

All the lightning in the void gathered towards Qin Hao's right hand, but it did not hurt Qin Hao's palm.

In an instant, Qin Hao's palm was lingered by lightning.

Finally, all the lightning condensed into a huge lightning ball, and there were countless lightning balls attached to the surface of the ball.

"This... what kind of martial art is this?"

"Can you actually use lightning? Is this still a human?"

"Who is Qin Hao?"

Everyone looked shocked when they saw the thunder ball.

Many of them are the helmsmen of the major families in Cangzhou and have seen a lot of things.

However, they have never seen a warrior able to release thunder and lightning skills.

The old man of the Yang family also took a breath.

Thunder-type martial arts?

I'm afraid that only those real martial arts sects can master some martial arts?

How could Qin Hao be?

Could it be that he is from a major sect?

Yang Jiali looked at Qin Hao, her beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance.

At this time, Qin Hao was tall and handsome, and held a thunder ball in his hand, just like a thunder god. He was so handsome.

In fact, it was not just her. Many women present looked at Qin Hao with admiration on their faces.

When Pang Jiu saw the thunder ball above Qin Hao's head, he said in shock: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

He also felt the horror of Qin Hao's martial arts.

At the same time, he was very surprised.

Isn’t only those major sects master the thunder martial arts?

How could Qin Hao perform it?

Qin Hao looked at him with a look of indifference and said lightly: "Thousand Thunder Kill, I will kill the little ones."

Thousand Thunder Kill is not a move among the thirteen styles of Tianxuan, but it is also a killer move.

Qin Hao could not easily display it before.

After all, the thunder martial arts are extremely powerful, but the consumption is also extremely high.

Last time in the Black Witch Sect, he used the Wrath of Thunder God, which consumed a lot of Tianxuan true energy in his body.

Therefore, he did not easily use thunder martial arts.

However, although he has not yet broken through to the fourth level of the Tianxuan Jue, he has been practicing for such a long time and swallowing many spiritual fruits last time. Moreover, she has been absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the spirit stone these days, and his cultivation has also improved a lot.

So, today, he just happened to use Mr. Pang Jiu to practice new martial arts.

"What did you say?"

Master Pang Jiu's face turned extremely gloomy when he heard Qin Hao's words.

A special person who kills the villain?

Is this scolding him?

Qin Hao looked at Mr. Pang Jiu, sneered, and said, "You Hanmen will attack my people while I am away. What are you not a villain?"

As he said that, a sarcastic expression appeared on Qin Hao's face.

"you!"

When Mr. Pang Jiu heard Qin Hao's words, his face turned red.

He is the underground king of the northern part of Han, the saint of martial arts master, and he was actually called a slut?

It's really hateful!

Finally, he took a deep breath, tried to calm his anger, and said gloomyly: "I want to see how you kill me!"

Although he also felt the horror of Qin Hao's thunder ball, he was not afraid.

Because, as soon as he stepped into the Half-Step Martial Saint, he defeated several old Half-Step Martial Saints with this move of Blood Cloud Palm.

Now that he has broken through to the great success of the Martial Saint, the power of the Blood Cloud Palm is countless times stronger.

He didn't believe it anymore, and he couldn't do anything to Qin Hao!

"Blood Cloud Palm!"

Master Pang Jiu roared angrily, soared into the sky, and merged with the blood-colored giant palm.

boom!

The entire blood-colored palm was like a mountain of hell, covering the world and pressing towards Qin Hao.

Click!

The blood-colored giant palms had not yet fallen, and the ground had begun to crack.

Qin Hao looked indifferent, put his hands behind him, held the thunder ball in the other hand, soared into the sky, colliding with Master Pang Jiu's blood-colored giant palm.

boom!

A loud noise that resounded through the world came.

There were blood-colored energy and silver lightning flashes in the void.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying wave of energy spread out.

Bang bang bang bang!

Within a radius of 100 meters on the battlefield, all trees, rocks, buildings, etc. exploded and turned into powder.

Rumble!

The battlefield was filled with smoke and dust.

The onlookers stared at the battlefield tightly, and they all wanted to know who won this battle.
To be continued...