Chapter 178 The gold content of being number one on the Qilin list!!! (Second update)

Han Zhao stretched out his left hand, and the sword and scabbard flew out from the Xuanling battle box behind him and landed in his palm.

Seeing Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi stunned, Han Zhao smiled at them and waved, "Brother Qi, Brother Su, I didn't mention you! Come here quickly."

When the two of them saw this, they ran to Han Zhao's side.

"I'm relieved to see you guys are fine." Han Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the deal has been reached, Liang Yan said that even if the mission fails, he will not get back the two million taels of silver, but Han Zhao has always been true to his word when doing things, especially when it comes to collecting money. If he fails to fulfill his promise, wouldn't it be ruined?

his reputation.

It's just that he has been paying attention along the way during the ten days since he came here, and he has not found Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi at all. Now that he found them, he was relieved.

"Where does this madness come from?!" Seeing Han Zhao chatting with Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi as if no one else was around, these children of the aristocratic family felt insulted.

"I know you, you are Han Zhao who is ranked fifth on the Qilin List!"

Someone recognized Han Zhao.

"So what if we rank fifth in the Qilin Ranking? Can you win so many of us?"

Cao Wuyu glanced at the six people. Five of them immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, but one of them shouted indignantly.

Although everyone knows the value of fifth place on the Qilin Ranking, but with Cao Wuyu, who is ranked first, next to them, a mere fifth place means nothing. What’s more, he is just a warrior, why is he so arrogant?

It can be solved without Cao Wuyu taking action.

He didn't want to face a strong enemy like Han Zhao when he was about to enter the Martial God's Palace, but he still had to give him the power.

The wailing sound didn't last for a few moments, and the opponent's body quickly shrank. After the restraint disappeared, the body split into two halves again.

"You are stronger than I thought. I will be serious next time." Han Zhao said calmly.

I saw his hands suddenly clasped together, and a huge two-meter-long sword flew out of his body and landed in his palm.

Han Zhao stood motionless on the spot. When the sword came to him, he suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed it diagonally from bottom to top.

During the process of touching the corpse, he absorbed the residual Yin Qi in the opponent's body, then took away the Sumeru bag, and took off the magic weapon fragment embedded in the handle of the knife. The whole action was done in one go, as if it had been done countless times.

"Li Run!!" Several other disciples from the aristocratic families looked horrified. Although Li Run had broken through to the seventh level of the Ju level not long ago, he was also the strongest person in the team second only to Cao Wuyu. He couldn't even catch Han Zhao's sword?

Shen Xiao, who arrived from behind, saw this and closed her eyes.

"Mr. Cao?!" The other six people were stunned. They didn't expect that Cao Wuyu had no intention of avenging Li Run.

"You attacked me, so you have to pay more." Han Zhao pointed at Cao Wuyu's nose and said.

"This" Shen Xiao hesitated, not wanting to go with Cao Wuyu, but after hesitating for a moment, she still didn't say anything.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zhao added: "The money still has to be given."

boom--!

A cold light flashed in Cao Wuyu's eyes, he spread out the five fingers of his right hand and made a fist violently. His already strong and powerful right arm expanded in an instant, and its girth directly exceeded the waist of an adult.

The black hair stood on end like steel needles. He punched out, and the air was instantly squeezed and exploded. The child of the aristocratic family who spoke against him was exploded by his punch, and his body turned into flying pieces of flesh and blood.

The sky is filled with fog.

"You dare to trick me! Go to hell!" Cao Wuyu laughed wildly and stamped his feet on the ground. The ground shook violently. His figure flashed across a distance of more than ten meters and appeared in front of Han Zhao.

Although Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi were besieged by Cao Wuyu and his men, they knew that Han Zhao was judging the situation, so they did not speak out against it.

clang!!

"You are very strong. You may be able to catch up with Yu Chongxiao and Qi Yuntian back then. I recognize you. If you are willing, we can enter this Demonic Martial God's Relic Palace together."

"I really want money rather than my life!" Han Zhao cursed and stepped forward.

"Death!" He raised his sword with both hands, flew up in the air, and slammed it down with thunderous force.

Bang!!

"As expected of the Jiuli War Beast bloodline!" Han Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Okay! Okay!" Cao Wuyu forced an ugly smile on his face, and then he was sure that Han Zhao really wanted money and was not playing tricks on him.

San San Gui Yuan Qi remained unabated and hit him hard in the chest.

There was just a pop, and his body split open in the middle, with blood and internal organs spilling all over the floor. The restraint force quickly took effect, causing his broken body to gradually come closer, and the wound healed.

The disciple of the aristocratic family's eyes widened, and a blood line appeared on his body from the center of his eyebrows to his crotch.

"I hope you will consider the proposal I just made carefully." Cao Wuyu turned to look at Han Zhao, his smile not diminishing.

"It's okay to go in together." Han Zhao nodded slightly.

"One hundred thousand taels of gold per person, the one you just killed will also be counted on your head." Han Zhao stretched out his hand and said seriously: "In addition, if you want to enter the Martial God's Palace with me, you have to pay more!

Give me an extra hundred thousand taels of gold."

If I had known earlier, I would have paid him directly.

As the most outstanding member of the Cao family of this generation, Cao Wuyu didn't even know his name as a Jiaqian layman. Is he the kind of person who would joke about money?

"Kakaka!"

"How can a slave speak?" Cao Wuyu shook off the blood stained on his fist and said calmly.

"Master! Li Run has been with you for eight years! There is no credit but hard work, how can you do it?"

"What did you say?" The smile on Cao Wuyu's face faltered.

Seeing Han Zhao's skillful movements, the people who were clamoring just now fell silent and all turned their attention to Cao Wuyu who was standing aside.

It was amazing that Cao Wuyu could still withstand this, even though the armor on his body blocked most of Sanyuan Guiyi's power.

Under the majestic force of Cao Wuyu's angry blow, Han Zhao's body sank, the ground beneath his feet shattered, and he took two steps backward.

"Ah!!" Cao Wuyu roared up to the sky, stimulating the power of his bloodline to the extreme, but the next second, he was drowned by a loud noise.

"I'll fucking kill you first!" A young man from an aristocratic family was angered, and murderous intent filled his eyes.

He didn't say another word, and roared to the sky, beating his chest hard with both hands. The violent sound waves shocked the minds of those around him and turned their eyes white.

Although he didn't use any minor magical power in this attack just now, he still used nearly 30% of his strength.

A black metal fragment the size of a goose egg was embedded in the handle of the knife. As he held the knife in both hands, a black mist that looked like a substance emerged, completely covering the sword. The hot breath in the air seemed to be dispersed a lot, and he

The whole body is filled with cold air.

"Seeking death!" Cao Wuyu was furious and rushed out with both fists. Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi were enough warriors, but now he just wanted to tear Han Zhao into pieces.

However, it was already too late. The three conflicting characteristics of fierceness, coldness, and length were perfectly integrated, and then a continuous wave of power erupted from his fists.

"Ah!" The young man from the aristocratic family let out a painful cry, as if the golden aura had brought him unspeakable pain.

"If you don't give me money, you'll die! I'm not kidding!" Han Zhao said seriously.

Cao Wuyu's body flew backwards like a cannonball at several times the speed before. Amidst the heartbreaking sound of bones breaking and metal rubbing, a large swirling hole appeared in the golden armor on his chest.

The flesh and blood on the chest disappeared, revealing the white ribs and beating heart.

Thick black hair grows from all over his body. At first glance, his figure resembles a panda from his previous life, but key parts of his body are covered with golden-shined armor, exuding an astonishing aura, especially his eyes, which burst into flames.

The fierce killing intent instantly destroyed the giant panda's honest and cute temperament.

boom!

Han Zhao stood on the spot, punched his fists, and the Gang Qi poured out.

He looked at Cao Wuyu, who had transformed into a Jiuli war beast, with a look of shock on his face, "You actually blocked 20% of my power, what a huge power!"

Accompanied by a huge roar caused by the collision of gold and iron, the sword broke from the middle, and the broken blade hit the ground with a clang.

"Okay! Very good!" Cao Wuyu laughed angrily.

It wasn't until Han Zhao killed Li Run with a knife that Cao Wuyu's original indifferent expression changed a little. He stepped forward slowly and said:

"So angry?" Han Zhao was stunned when he saw this. He didn't expect that Cao Wuyu would be so angry that he would hit himself.

"Okay! Okay!" Cao Wuyu was shocked and angry. In order to open the demon Martial God's legacy, he still needed the blood of a warrior, so he held back just now, fearing that he would be killed with one punch. He didn't expect that Han Zhao's strength was still with him.

As expected, even the Second Evil Realm Martial Saint would never be able to take this move without any damage.

What he came in this time was his true form. If he died, he was really dead!

"Wait! Wait a minute!" Cao Wuyu's body quickly returned to its original state. The horrific injuries just now disappeared, but his face was pale and his breath was extremely weak. Seeing Han Zhao walking over, he no longer had the same feeling as before.

Momentum, panicking to death.

"Gang Qi? But eh?!" Feeling the majestic Gang Qi coming towards him, Cao Wuyu sneered. However, when the Gang Qi touched his fist, he instantly felt something was wrong.

Cao Wuyu's body was like inflating, expanding and twisting at a speed visible to the naked eye. His hands and feet became thicker and longer, and in an instant he turned into a five-meter-high muscular giant.

He saw with his own eyes that after he transformed into the Jiuli War Beast, his fist, which was harder than fine steel, was chopped into minced meat, and the bone residue flew out.

However, when the two bodies came together again, a faint golden aura emerged from the wound, blocking his body and preventing him from fully recovering.

"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I like talking to smart people like you." Cao Wuyu raised the corner of his mouth and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

A black-haired fist as big as a water tank quickly enlarged in Han Zhao's sight, and he punched violently. The two fists, which were completely disproportionate in size, collided together.

Han Zhao took a sudden step, and the Gang Qi quickly accumulated in his hands that were naturally hanging down, wrapping his fists like a vortex of condensed Gang Qi balls.

Three points return to vitality, three points return to one!

In the end, Cao Wuyu gave Han Zhao all the valuable items in Xumi's bag, and then swore an oath with his inner demons and promised to give him two hundred pieces of magic gold when he left.

The other five children of the aristocratic family were so frightened that they quickly lined up to give money, fearing that they would be killed by Han Zhao if they were late.

"Okay, everyone, let's go explore this Martial God's legacy together."

Han Zhao waved his hand, and the group followed the direction directed by Cao Wuyu and rushed towards the Demonic Martial God's Palace.
Chapter completed!