Awakening Of The Berserk System

One after another, the fire arrows shot towards the hall where Liu Shengkun and Duan Peng were.    

Even though Duan Peng and Liu Shengkun were fast, they were still blown away by the storm created by the thousands of fire arrows.    

"Eh …"    

Duan Peng and Liu Shengkun fiercely slammed into the wall and fell down. The two of them spat out blood and fainted.    

Hu Zhirong, who was hiding at the side, was also dumbfounded. He never would have thought that the Nine Evil Yin Fire Formation would actually attack his own people.    

Of course, Hu Zhirong naturally did not know that Zhang Tianhao had taken control of the Nine Evil Yin Fire Formation.    

"Zhang Tianhao, you … What the hell are you doing?"    

Hu Zhirong felt that the flames in the air had condensed into a ball. Thousands of them were aimed at him from afar, causing him to feel a chill down his spine.    

It was not only Hu Zhirong, but even the other martial artists of the Holy Alliance were stunned. They were at a loss and did not know what was going on.    

"What the hell is going on? Hehehe, didn't you say that you were going to use the formation to deal with me? Now, I'll let you have a taste of the power of this formation!" Zhang Tianhao looked at Hu Zhirong with a smile that was not a smile.    

"What? You actually controlled the Nine Evil Yin Fire Formation? This is definitely impossible." Hu Zhirong was extremely shocked.    

"Hehehe, I don't need you to believe me. Now, you can have a taste of the power of this Nine Evil Yin Fire Formation!"    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

Thousands of arrows formed from Yin Flames were aimed at Hu Zhirong.    

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"    

The arrows started to shoot towards Hu Zhirong crazily.    

"No …"    

Seeing the arrows shooting towards him, Hu Zhirong immediately felt a chill down his spine. He took out his battle blade and waved it crazily in an attempt to block the incoming arrows. However, there were simply too many of them. Although Hu Zhirong managed to block a wave of them, the continuous arrows still made it difficult for him to deal with them.    

In the end, Hu Zhirong was blown away and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.    

Of course, this was all because Zhang Tianhao had controlled the power of the Yin Flames and used less than half of the power of the Nine Evil Yin Flame Formation. Otherwise, Hu Zhirong would have been turned into ashes long ago. According to Zhang Tianhao's understanding, the Nine Evil Yin Flame Formation was one of the best formations in the Spirit Rank Grade Two. Therefore, although the Nine Evil Yin Flame Formation might not be able to deal with a Divine Lord, it was more than enough to deal with a mere Divine Lord. The reason why he didn't want to kill Hu Zhirong was because Zhang Tianhao didn't want Hu Zhirong to die so easily. To Zhang Tianhao, it was too easy for Hu Zhirong to die.    

Under Zhang Tianhao's control, the second wave of Yin Flame arrows formed once again and shot towards Hu Zhirong from afar.    

Hu Zhirong looked at the thousands of Yin Fire Arrows aimed at him, and his hair stood on its end.    

"No..."    

"Let me enjoy it!"    

Zhang Tianhao looked at Hu Zhirong and laughed sinisterly. Under his control, the thousands of Yin Fire Arrows once again shot towards Hu Zhirong.    

"Block them!"    

Hu Zhirong waved the war blade in his hand tightly, trying to block the attacks of the Yin Fire Arrows.    

However, Hu Zhirong's thoughts were too simple. The sharpness of the Yin Fire Arrows was not something he could imagine.    

"Rumble!"    

One after another, the arrows of flame ruthlessly shot onto Hu Zhirong's blade net. In an instant, they tore through Hu Zhirong's defense like rotten weeds and sent him flying.    

"Eh..."    

Hu Zhirong groaned and fell to the ground, bleeding from his seven apertures.    

Zhang Tianhao walked towards Hu Zhirong step by step. The dozens of warriors of the Holy Alliance saw Zhang Tianhao walking towards Hu Zhirong, and they all rushed out.    

"What are you trying to do? Don't even think about harming War King Hu!"    

The dozens of warriors of the Holy Alliance waved their weapons and charged towards Zhang Tianhao.    

Zhang Tianhao squinted his eyes and said with disdain, "He is only a War King. In my eyes, he is just a small worm."    

Therefore, Zhang Tianhao did not retreat but advanced. He punched one warrior after another and sent them flying. These warriors of the Holy Alliance only had the cultivation of the Half-step Martial God Stage. In Zhang Tianhao's eyes, they were just ants. He only used the strength of his physical body. He did not even use his Qi Cultivation. He could kill these warriors. Of course, although these warriors of the Holy Alliance were helping the tyrant, Zhang Tianhao did not have much enmity with them. So, he only injured them and did not kill them.    

In less than ten breaths, all the martial artists of the Holy Alliance were beaten to the ground by Zhang Tianhao. Many of them even fainted.    

Zhang Tianhao walked in front of Hu Zhirong and looked down at him. He said indifferently, "Hu Zhirong, do you know why I didn't kill you?"    

Hu Zhirong looked deeply at Zhang Tianhao and smiled disdainfully. He said, "Because you don't dare to kill me. If you dare to kill me, the martial artists of the Holy Alliance will definitely not let you go. The elders of the Carefree Sect will also not let you go."    

"Hahaha …"    

Zhang Tianhao looked at Hu Zhirong and shook his head. He sneered disdainfully, "You think too highly of yourself. Do you think that I don't want to kill you because I'm afraid of the Holy Alliance? I just don't want you to die so easily. You dare to hit my servant girl and even have designs on her. Do you know that if you were in any other place, you would have died countless times?"    

Hu Zhirong felt Zhang Tianhao's killing intent, which was as real as a corporeal being. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine. He looked at him and said with a trembling voice, "You … You dare to kill me?"    

"Hehehe, don't worry. I will slowly torture you to death. You won't die so easily." Zhang Tianhao looked at Hu Zhirong and said word by word.    

After saying that, Zhang Tianhao stepped on one of Hu Zhirong's arms.    

"Crack!"    

Hu Zhirong's arm was crushed by Zhang Tianhao. The piercing pain almost made Hu Zhirong faint. He let out a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.    

Then, Zhang Tianhao stepped on Hu Zhirong's other arm. Hu Zhirong let out another miserable scream.    

Zhang Tianhao walked to Hu Zhirong's side and crushed his feet.    

Hu Zhirong would have fainted if he was not a Martial God Stage warrior. However, he would rather faint than suffer the torture of this devil.    

After breaking Hu Zhirong's four limbs, Zhang Tianhao's gaze turned to Hu Zhirong's crotch. He sneered, "I suddenly changed my mind. Killing you might not solve my anger. Tell me, if I crush your balls, what will your lackeys think when they find out that their Hu Zhirong is a eunuch?"