"Damn it! Escaping just like that, I am truly unwilling! After managing for so long, it was finally ti to reap the rewards! Yet because of a re brat, I had to abandon everything! Fleeing Nanhua City with nothing but so treasures! Just thinking about it makes feel extrely stifled!!" The middle-aged man said with a dark expression.
His na was Liu Wulu, the current Sect Master of the Wind and Rain Divine Sect.
"Sect Master, this really isn’t our fault! It’s not that we didn’t try our best, but the enemy’s power is just too formidable. Even if we unite our Wind and Rain Divine Sect, we are no match! Besides, the lord in the shadows also stated that if we dare to stay, even if Zhang Xiaohao does not make a move, he will personally deal with us!" said the white-haired elder sitting on the left.
"Indeed, Sect Master, although this matter makes us feel aggrieved! But as the saying goes, ’Where there’s life, there’s hope!’ With our current strength, we can easily beco kings of the hill! There is a saying, ’Rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, rely on the water to eat the water.’ As long as we desire it, we can live rrily elsewhere!" The elder on the right consoled.
The two withered hand claws shalessly road over the beauties in their arms.
"Hmph! Though this result is sothing I knew in my heart! But I’m really not reconciled! This was the result of our hard work for so long! Yet it was destroyed by that little bastard Zhang Xiaohao! If I don’t make him pay heavily, even als won’t taste good!" Liu Wulu said with a shadowed face.
"Sect Master! As the saying goes, ’A gentleman’s revenge, ten years are not late!’ We are not gentlen, but we do have ways to take revenge. If we’re willing to spend so money, hiring a few powerful assassins to go and kill Zhang Xiaohao’s family, hmph! No matter how capable Zhang Xiaohao is, he can’t possibly protect all his family mbers!"
"Yes, Sect Master, the Left Protector is right! We may not be able to directly kill Zhang Xiaohao! But we can take it out on his family! Surely, when all his family mbers are assassinated, the heart-wrenching pain will drive that little bastard Zhang Xiaohao insane! He might even go off the rails and die violently!"
The two old n said maliciously.
"Hmm! You’re right. Our imdiate priority is to leave Nanhua City, find a secluded place to establish our foothold! Then hire so skilled assassins to assassinate Zhang Xiaohao’s family! Even if we can’t kill Zhang Xiaohao, we must make him live a fate worse than death!" Liu Wulu coldly remarked.
"The sect master speaks wisely! Sect master, as it’s said, ’A mont on a spring night is worth a thousand gold coins,’ and with this violent storm outside, there’s no way that brat Zhang Xiaohao could catch up with us! With such beautiful won in our arms, shouldn’t we get down to business?"
"Indeed, Sect Master! I am already desperately yearning for it!"
The Left and Right Protectors said.
"Hahaha... you two have spoken my inner thoughts! In that case, let’s begin!" Liu Wulu said with a laugh.
With that, the three of them embraced their beauties, and began indulging themselves...
So twenty miles to their southeast, a Yellow Paper Dog flapped its wings, diligently sniffing in the midst of the storm.
Though the heavy rain had almost obscured the lingering scents in the air,
the Yellow Paper Dog was a spiritual creature, and in such a short span of ti, no one could shake it off.
The Yellow Paper Dog occasionally twitched its cute little nose as it flew forward.
Half an hour later.
Under the lead of the Yellow Paper Dog, Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Heir appeared on a small hill.
The two n stood on the hill, coldly gazing at the bright camps below and the endless stream of people.
"Co back!" Zhang Xiaohao grabbed with one hand, retrieving the Yellow Paper Dog.
With a cold gaze, he looked at the crowd below.
"Big Brother, they are all wearing the Wind and Rain Divine Sect’s attire, they must be disciples of the Wind and Rain Divine Sect! We should waste no ti, let’s hurry over and kill them!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir said with a murderous aura.
"Little Black, let’s play a ga!" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Play a ga? Brother, how do you want to play?" The Black Dragon Saint Heir said with interest.
"I’ll go from the east, and you from the west. Let’s see who of us kills more!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Alright! I agree, I’m sure I’ll kill more! Brother, I’ll go first then!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir responded.
Swoosh!
Saying that, a black shadow swiftly dashed past Zhang Xiaohao towards the west.
"Heh heh! Certain victory? I think not!" Zhang Xiaohao curled up the corner of his mouth and said playfully.
His body flickered, stepping on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, treading the void, rushing quickly toward the east.
A few seconds later.
Zhang Xiaohao’s figure appeared outside the Wind and Rain Divine Sect’s camp.
"Ah! Captain, look behind you, there’s a ghost!" A sudden cry of terror ca from one of the patrolling guards.
Slap!
The man called Captain swung his hand, delivering a fierce slap, knocking the speaker to the ground.
"Out here in the wilderness, with such a heavy downpour! Where could a ghost co from? Even if there were a ghost, with so many of us here, are we supposed to be afraid of so petty ghost..."
"Ah! A ghost!!!" Before he could finish, as his body turned backward, he saw the sudden appearance of Zhang Xiaohao and scread in terror.
"Run!!!" shouted an unknown patrolling guard, hurriedly discarding his weapon and dashing inside.
"You want to leave? Did you ask ?" Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
With a flip of his right hand, a curl of his index finger brought forth streaks of dark light.
"Yellow Spring Finger!!!" Zhang Xiaohao coldly snorted.
With a point of his index finger forward, waves of terrifying black light burst from the index finger, carrying mighty force, slaying the dozen fleeing guards.
Boom boom boom...
Sounds of heads bursting one after another ensued.
In just a mont, the group of a dozen fleeing guards was slaughtered, each becoming a headless corpse that crashed to the ground, staining the glistening wet ground red.
Step step step...
The commotion outside imdiately woke up the disciples in the nearby Wind and Rain Divine Sect tents.
Seeing each of them ard, they charged out nacingly.
In a mont, more than a hundred people had gathered, each holding a sword, encircling Zhang Xiaohao.
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