Right after that,
a blue figure swooped over from a certain direction at high speed.
After a few flashes, he landed in front of this group of Tianyin Sect’s reserve Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters.
"This guy, even his way of making an entrance is so ostentatious! He’s really annoying," Gong Ningyue thought irritably.
A veil covered her stunningly mature face.
With a mocking expression, she watched quietly, eager to see how Zhang Xiaohao would deal with the situation.
"Bao Butong, you’re way too arrogant! Have you forgotten that today is the day the tomb of the Cycle Palace Realm’s Great Power opens? Making all the elders and the Sect Master, as well as us Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters, wait for you—do you realize your cri?" Senior Brother Han snorted coldly.
The imnse pressure of the Control Realm burst forth from within him, bearing down on Zhang Xiaohao.
"Are you so kind of clown invited by a monkey?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed under his breath.
"What do you an?" Senior Brother Han asked, furrowing his brow.
"Has the tomb opened?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Not yet; there’s still so ti," Senior Brother Han replied truthfully.
"Since it hasn’t opened, I’ll co over whenever I damn please. What the fuck does it have to do with you?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed angrily.
"What audacity! You dare to curse at !" Senior Brother Han shouted coldly.
"Are you an idiot? Which ear of yours heard cursing at you? Clearly, you admitted it yourself!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a playful shrug.
"Bao Butong! You’re too presumptuous!" Senior Brother Han roared furiously.
"If I fart, why are you in a rush? Could it be that you want to eat it?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
"This is your own doing, Bao Butong! Since you seek death, I, Senior Brother Han, will grant your wish!" Senior Brother Han said with murderous intent.
"Are you sure you want to fight?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Could it be that you are afraid?" Senior Brother Han stepped forward arrogantly and said.
"Sky Flipping Seal!" Zhang Xiaohao growled.
A dazzling golden palm print burst forth from his hand.
Charged with overwhelming power, it violently blasted towards Senior Brother Han.
"Hmph! No wonder you’re suddenly so bold, it turns out you’ve learned a new martial technique! But in front of , even if you had a Heavenly Rank Martial Technique, you’d still have to kneel," Senior Brother Han said arrogantly.
"Black Emperor Prison Sky Finger!"
A massive black finger, followed by a flip of Senior Brother Han’s palm,
brought unprecedented strength, crushing down on Zhang Xiaohao with cruelty.
"Insect-level tricks, break for !" Zhang Xiaohao sneered disdainfully.
The golden palm print fiercely slamd into Senior Brother Han’s black finger.
Bang!
Sputter!
With just one strike, Senior Brother Han’s attack was broken. Under the domineering power of the golden palm print, he was sent flying backward.
A sweet taste in his chest, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
His face pale, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, stretching out a finger towards Zhang Xiaohao, saying in disbelief,
"How could you have beco so powerful after not seeing you for only a while!"
"Powerful? I didn’t notice that. It’s just that you’re too weak," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He tapped his foot and flashed towards Senior Brother Han at high speed.
"Die!"
The golden palm print erupted from his palm, crushing towards Senior Brother Han.
Just as Senior Brother Han was about to be slain,
at that mont, an old woman from the Tianyin Sect took a step and appeared in front of Senior Brother Han.
"Bao Butong, you’ve gone too far!" the old woman snorted coldly.
An enormous killing intent erupted from within her without any attempt to conceal it.
At the sa ti, with a flip of her withered palm, a ferocious palm force burst forth.
It rcilessly blasted towards Zhang Xiaohao.
Boom!
A mighty clash of palm forces collided, spewing out a strong gale.
It sent a group of Tianyin Sect disciples around them flying back several steps.
The smoke cleared.
Zhang Xiaohao stood indifferently in place, mocking the old woman with his gaze.
"Old hag, rushing to his defense so eagerly, could he perhaps be your secret lover?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
"Bao Butong! You are too arrogant, daring to insult my person, you’re looking for death!" The old woman, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, yelled in a furious and flustered manner.
"Don’t get agitated! I was just making an offhand remark. Seeing how anxious you look, could it be that I’ve hit the nail on the head?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"You’re seeking death!" The old woman raged.
With a light tap of her foot on the ground, her body, like a phantom, charged towards Zhang Xiaohao with the swiftness of lightning.
"Black Emperor Prison Sky Finger!"
An even larger finger burst forth from the old woman’s hand.
In the presence of this devastating and trendous force, even the surrounding space seed unable to bear the power of the strike, emitting a whining choke.
"et your death!" A cold light flashed in the old woman’s eyes.
She dominantly jabbed her black giant finger towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Thinking of killing , Bao Butong! Old hag, you’re still not qualified," Zhang Xiaohao purposely spoke thus.
He reached out to grasp the Fish Intestine Sword that was strapped to his back.
A fierce aura erupted from Zhang Xiaohao.
"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"
"Netherworld Demon Body!"
Wielding the Fish Intestine Sword in hand, he made a fierce slash forward.
A cold glint flashed, and space seed to freeze completely in that mont.
A silver flash of lightning, carrying endless power, viciously slashed towards the old woman.
Screech, screech, screech...
Under the impact of their powerful forces, both individuals were pushed back.
Zhang Xiaohao retreated three and a half steps, and with a tap of his foot on the ground, he stabilized his body.
The old woman was also forced back nearly three steps before she could dissipate the imnse force, shaking her numb hand in secret and thinking to herself with shock and anger, Bao Butong, this brat, has such strong power!
"Old hag! Ti and again you seek trouble with Bao, now take a move from !" Zhang Xiaohao once again invoked the na of Bao Butong.
With a tap of his foot, he charged forward with the Twelve Heavenly Steps, his manner domineering.
The Fish Intestine Sword in his hand slashed fiercely.
At the sa ti.
He covertly summoned Soul Power, inscribing a Soul Storm onto the Fish Intestine Sword while under the enhancent of the second layer of the Netherworld Demon Body.
This slash made heaven and earth lose their color.
Carrying a force so imnse, it slashed towards the old woman.
"Damn it! Bao Butong, you’re too presumptuous, growing a fat face when given kindness, huh? You even dare to challenge my authority, go to hell!" The old woman’s face twisted ferociously as she roared.
"Black Emperor Prison Sky Finger!"
Seething with rage, the old woman used her full strength.
The black finger, tumultuous and accompanied by the shadow of the Black Emperor, oppressively aid to strike Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
Shuh!
Two shadows flashed by in an instant, and Zhang Xiaohao, holding the blood-dripping Fish Intestine Sword, stood indifferently in place.
A severed finger soared into the sky and then crashed to the ground.
"Aaah!" A shrill scream erupted from the old woman’s mouth.
The old woman malevolently turned around, her gaze full of resentnt towards Zhang Xiaohao, as she said with fierce murderous intent.
"Bao Butong, you’ve got so nerve! You actually dared to cut off a finger of mine!"
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