As he spoke, with a flick of his right hand, the World-purifying Heavenly Fire in his palm transford into a ball of fire, shooting towards the middle-aged woman like lightning.
Wherever the World-purifying Heavenly Fire passed, the sound of explosions echoed in the air.
"Damn it! Zhang Xiaohao, you actually want to ambush with the World-purifying Heavenly Fire? I tell you, dream on!" The middle-aged woman sneered.
"Phantom Transformation Technique!" the middle-aged woman growled.
Her body shook, and instantly three figures appeared, charging at Zhang Xiaohao from different directions.
It looked like she was intent on killing Zhang Xiaohao.
As they got closer and closer to Zhang Xiaohao.
"Phantom Twelve Slashes!" the middle-aged woman growled.
The dark green dagger in her hand slashed forward abruptly, and a massive sword light three ters long burst out, fiercely aid at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Big breasts, no brains!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
He stood motionless as before, drawing on a panda, as if the charging middle-aged woman was nothing but air.
"Hmph! Still pretending in front of ! Go to hell!" the middle-aged woman roared angrily.
Three figures whirled fiercely, and three powerful black sword lights slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Burn!!!" As the sword energy got closer, Zhang Xiaohao gently uttered a word.
Then, three terrifying golden flas whirled sharply, shooting forward from behind, descending fiercely upon the three middle-aged won.
"Ah!!!" A shrill scream instantly erupted from the middle-aged woman’s mouth.
Her body, under the burning of the golden flas, persisted for less than three breaths before being reduced to ashes.
"Idiot! Do you think you’re the only one who can clone? The World-purifying Heavenly Fire can’t?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
With a gesture of his right hand, the three golden flas rged in the air, once again forming a basketball-sized World-purifying Heavenly Fire.
With a thought, Zhang Xiaohao retrieved the World-purifying Heavenly Fire.
Looking at the bloodstains and such on the ground, he casually took out so Corpse Dissolving Powder from the Shennong Ring, sprinkling a bit on them.
Hiss hiss hiss!!!
The remains and broken limbs on the ground, under the effect of the Corpse Dissolving Powder, turned into a pool of thick liquid and disappeared within a few breaths.
Having dealt with these.
Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his gaze from the ground and set his eyes outside.
"Interesting! You actually want to use an Array to catch everything in one net here?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Swish!!!
His figure flashed, stepping on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, and shot out like lightning.
In the garden behind Zhenxian Building.
An old man, wearing the attire of an inner elder of the Qingming Sect, stood with a hundred elite disciples of the Qingming Sect by his side.
Each exuded the aura fluctuations of the Control Realm, even the Void Transformation Realm.
At this mont, these disciples of the Qingming Sect seed busy with sothing, apparently wanting to set up a great formation to completely envelop the Zhenxian Building.
"Did none of you eat? Speed up for this elder! If you delay my plans, I’ll co after you!" Elder Ming Jian reprimanded coldly.
"You won’t have this chance!" Suddenly, a cold and ruthless voice sounded.
"Who? Who is it? Show yourself before this elder!" Hearing this unexpected voice, Elder Ming Jian sank his energy into his Dantian and roared.
Swish!!!
A figure flashed, bringing a gust of wind, and instantly appeared in front of Elder Ming Jian.
"Old man, are you looking for ?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
"Brat, who are you? Do you an to thwart my plans?" Elder Ming Jian said coldly.
The over one hundred Qingming Sect disciples surrounding him gripped their swords and coldly encircled Zhang Xiaohao.
Layer upon layer, showing signs that once Elder Ming Jian gave the command, they would annihilate him.
"Old man, you’ve co to my territory to attack , and you don’t even know who I am? Still bold enough to ask?" Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.
"Hmm? Are you that brat Zhang Xiaohao?" Elder Ming Jian’s face darkened as he spoke.
"Who are you calling a brat?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
"Hmph! I’m talking about you!" Elder Ming Jian retorted coldly.
"Hahaha..." Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohao laughed up to the sky.
"Brat, what are you laughing about?" Elder Ming Jian asked with an ominous deanor.
"Elder, he’s calling you a brat!" a Qingming Sect disciple said ingratiatingly.
Slap! Slap!
Elder Ming Jian imdiately slapped the disciple harshly, hitting him hard across the face.
At the sa ti, he raised his right foot sharply, bringing a gust of wind, and kicked him brutally in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"Hmph! Do you think I don’t know that already? You dare remind ?" Elder Ming Jian rebuked coldly.
Clap clap clap!!!
Zhang Xiaohao clapped his hands playfully, watching the scene teasingly.
"Not bad! The dogs are already biting each other? Didn’t this start too early?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmph! I didn’t expect you to be Zhang Xiaohao, and with such a sharp tongue! Once I’ve caught you, I’ll give you a good greeting!" Elder Ming Jian said with murderous intent.
"Are all of you Qingming Sect people this arrogant? Earlier, a group of people, just like you, was boasting in front of , but their skills were diocre, couldn’t even last a move against !" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully, shaking his head.
"What? Has Elder Honghua Cong already been killed by you?" Elder Ming Jian exclaid upon hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words.
"Yes! They were really too weak, I hadn’t even exerted much effort, and they fell!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Zhang Xiaohao, you’re dead! You dare kill our Qingming Sect people, I swear I’ll chop you into pieces and hack you to death!" Elder Ming Jian said fiercely.
"Plenty of people want dead, but they’ve all beco my captives!" Zhang Xiaohao said dismissively.
"Arrogant! Co on, kill him for this elder! Let’s see what kind of storm you can stir in front of !" Elder Ming Jian said arrogantly.
"Yes, elder!" the over one hundred Qingming Sect disciples responded.
"Kill!!!" They all roared, imdiately stepping up with martial arts techniques, stirring strong, fierce winds as they charged at Zhang Xiaohao ruthlessly.
"A bunch of trash! A single fart from could crush you all!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
With a flick of his hands, an overwhelming sweep of Soul Power issued, and he roared: "Soul Thousand Arrow Rain!"
With Zhang Xiaohao’s words falling, terrifying black arrows appeared in the air.
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