Chapter 949

Zhao Zihu lunged at Chen Hao.

Seeing this, Chen Ziyan scolded Zhao Zihu angrily: "Zhao Zihu, what are you doing?"

"Aren't you afraid that our Tower Master will come looking for you for trouble?"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Zhao Zihu's mouth curled up slightly.

"Looking for me for trouble?"

He snorted disdainfully.

"I am dealing with him, not you."

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

As he spoke, Zhao Zihu struck Chen Hao with a palm.

Watching Zhao Zihu wave his palm and strike over.

Chen Hao hurriedly took out the Soul-Devouring Sword and swung it fiercely.

Clang!

The Soul-Devouring Sword in Chen Hao's hand slashed onto Zhao Zihu's right hand.

He had thought he could directly chop off Zhao Zihu's right hand.

He didn't expect that he would catch it steadily.

"Soul-Devouring Sword!"

Seeing the Soul-Devouring Sword, Zhao Zihu instantly became excited.

"It's you, it's you who killed my son!"

Almost no one knew about the Secret Realm where this Soul-Devouring Sword was located.

Zhao Zihu felt that now that the Soul-Devouring Sword was in Chen Hao's hands.

Then his son's death definitely had something to do with Chen Hao.

Chen Hao increased the force in his hand.

Crack!

The Soul-Devouring Sword advanced a little further forward again.

"What... what great strength!"

Zhao Zihu was somewhat shocked.

He possessed a pair of Heaven-Tearing Tiger Claws.

Relying on these Heaven-Tearing Tiger Claws, he could be said to have fought all over the world without an equal.

As a result, he didn't expect to be wounded by Chen Hao.

"It truly is the Soul-Devouring Sword!"

A look of greed appeared in Zhao Zihu's eyes.

He thought that Chen Hao was able to wound him purely by relying on the power of the Soul-Devouring Sword.

How could he know that besides relying on the Soul-Devouring Sword, Chen Hao also needed other special abilities.

For example, 【Strength Enhancement】 and 【Space Manipulation】.

Under the blessing of multiple special abilities, Chen Hao successfully wounded Zhao Zihu.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Zihu snorted coldly again.

He exerted a sudden burst of strength and directly pushed aside the long sword in Chen Hao's hand.

"Small tricks!"

"Small tricks?"

"Look at your hand before you talk!"

"What?"

Zhao Zihu looked toward his right hand, and there was a sword wound on it.

As usual, with his body's recovery ability, this sword wound would have recovered in the blink of an eye.

But now, a wisp of black Qi was lingering on this sword wound.

"This thing is poisonous!"

Zhao Zihu was startled; he discovered that his vitality was being rapidly eroded by the black Qi on his right hand.

"Go!"

He poured the special energy within his body into his right hand, intending to annihilate the black Qi.

As a result, the massive special energy not only failed to annihilate the black Qi, but instead, like oil meeting an open flame, instantly ignited the black Qi.

The black Qi followed Zhao Zihu's right hand and surged toward Zhao Zihu's body.

"Not good!"

Zhao Zihu was a decisive person; he directly slapped his left hand onto his right hand.

Crack!

Zhao Zihu's right hand was directly broken by him.

That right arm lingering with black Qi flew out, and after landing on the ground, it made a hissing sound.

Before long, the right arm turned into a pool of black water stains.

"You kid, you actually possess the power of corrosion!"

Zhao Zihu was somewhat shocked.

Just now he felt something was wrong, and now Zhao Zihu's heart was even more full of doubt.

"Kid, what exactly is your special ability?"

"What do you think?"

Chen Hao raised his sword and attacked Zhao Zihu.

Having experienced what just happened, Zhao Zihu understood one thing, which was that he must never go head-to-head with Chen Hao.

Since he couldn't win in a frontal fight, he would put some distance between himself and Chen Hao.

Zhao Zihu jumped to the side of the table, and his left hand grabbed the table, constantly throwing it toward Chen Hao.

Seeing this, Chen Hao swung his sword to slash.

Chen Hao, holding the Soul-Devouring Sword, played Fruit Ninja; he kept slashing, and before long, all the tables and chairs in the entire room had been chopped up by Chen Hao.

During this gap, Zhao Zihu recovered somewhat.

The wound on his severed right arm had already healed by now.

Although Zhao Zihu was a Saint, he did not have the ability to regenerate severed limbs.

He looked at Chen Hao viciously and roared: "Stinky kid, just you wait, I won't let you have an easy time."

After saying this, Zhao Zihu prepared to leave.

He intended to go find someone to help.

As a result, he had only run two steps when his body fell down directly like a head-first dive.