One hundred and eight elite disciples of the White Tiger Sect swiftly landed in front of Zhang Xiaohao.
Shadows crisscrossed in motion.
In an instant, they ford a Star Formation!
The leader among the White Tiger Sect disciples was dressed like a scholar.
"You’re quite arrogant, boy! How dare you kill people from my White Tiger Sect? I’m going to dismber you into pieces and slice your flesh off bit by bit, letting you taste the pain of being slowly minced," the White-clothed Scholar arrogantly said.
"Scum like you? I could kill thousands with a re fart," Zhang Xiaohao disdainfully said.
"Is that so? Kid, you’re too arrogant! This Hundred and Eight Star Formation isn’t just any formation! It was obtained by the Holy Daughter from an ancient ruin, combining the aura and cultivation of one hundred and eight people. You’re just a green boy! Even a mighty one at the Cycle Palace Realm would have to retreat when facing us," the White-clothed Scholar haughtily said.
"Frog in a well! Since you refuse to see beyond your narrow view, let teach you a lesson today. No matter how loud you boast, facing absolute power will only lead you to a dead end," Zhang Xiaohao coldly said.
"Hmph! Since you’re so obstinate, I’ll send you to Hell," the White-clothed Scholar said, bristling with killing intent.
"Begin..."
"Look! A plane!" Before the White-clothed Scholar could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaohao exaggeratedly pointed behind him and yelled loudly.
"Huh? A plane? The sky is clear, where could a plane be coming from?" The White-clothed Scholar thought to himself, puzzled.
"Lion Roar!" A cold light flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes as he roared lowly.
Roar!
A terrifying blast of air erupted from his mouth.
It struck the one hundred and eight disciples of the White Tiger Sect.
"Ah..."
Piercing screams instantly burst from their mouths.
Under the force of this domineering blast, directly half were slain!
The remaining half, although not dead, were severely injured.
Among them, the White-clothed Scholar was the most grievously wounded!
Although he was at the Early Control Realm, standing at the forefront, he was hit directly by the fearso shockwave.
With a retch, he vomited a mouthful of old blood.
His body stumbled backward.
"Ah! You despicable kid, how dare you launch a sneak attack!" the White-clothed Scholar roared ferociously.
"Sneak attack nothing! It’s just you being too foolish, that’s all!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
Stepping with the Twelve Heavenly Steps, his body flickered as he charged towards the remaining disciples.
"Hmph! Don’t get cocky, kid. Even if we only have half our forces left, we’ll still crush you," the White-clothed Scholar said, bristling with killing intent.
"Form the Star Formation!" the White-clothed Scholar roared.
The remaining few dozen White Tiger Sect disciples, already in perfect sync.
As soon as he finished speaking, their figures flashed, quickly repairing the broken positions, and instantly, a makeshift version of the Star Formation was set.
"Slash!" the disciple in white roared.
He swung his longsword fiercely forward, unleashing a massive, black Sword Qi, charged with the aura of dozens of White Tiger Sect disciples, raging towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Sigh! The power is sufficient, but sadly, it’s too slow," Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
With a tap of his foot, he easily dodged it.
"Break it!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
A pitch-black fist, carrying trendous power, ferociously slamd into the Star Formation’s protective shield.
Bang!
A loud collision sound erupted from the Star Formation.
The protective shield vibrated, blocking all of Zhang Xiaohao’s attacks.
"Eh! There’s actually so trick to it," Zhang Xiaohao said with relish.
"Hmph! Once the Star Formation is activated, the aura of everyone within the formation will rge into one, creating a formidable protection shield. Even if a Great Power from the Cycle Palace Realm were to arrive, they couldn’t break through it!" the White-clothed Scholar said proudly.
"Slash!"
Having said that, he yelled again and swung his longsword fiercely, sending an even more domineering Sword Qi, accompanied by a powerful sonic boom, blasting towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"A little turtle shell, and you think I have no way of dealing with you? Ridiculous!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
He tapped his foot and, moving with the Twelve Heavenly Steps, swiftly dodged their incoming strike.
Boom!
Dust flew up as the ground was directly blasted into a huge crater.
"Break for !" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
He pushed the Netherworld Demon Body’s third layer technique to its limit; his two black fists, carrying imnse power, furiously pounded the Star Formation’s protective shield.
Bang bang bang...
One punch after another, the ferocious fists all hamred at the sa spot.
Suddenly, rings of ripples rapidly erged from the surface of the Star Formation.
At the sa ti,
To maintain the Star Formation’s protective shield, the disciples from the White Tiger Sect frantically propelled their True Qi into the formation.
"Hmph! Kid, don’t waste your effort! No matter how hard you try, even if you use all your might, you won’t be able to break through the Star Protection Shield!" the White-clothed Scholar arrogantly yelled.
"Is that so? Open your damn eyes and watch how I break it!" Zhang Xiaohao said dominantly.
"Break for !"
He gathered his golden palm seals with both hands, rging them together.
A bigger golden palm seal, carrying the montum of destroying everything, thundered down on that sa spot.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out as the Star Formation’s protective shield was directly blasted open with a crack as wide as two fingers.
"What? How is this possible!" Seeing this, the White-clothed Scholar scread in disbelief.
He watched as the shattered crack rapidly began to nd.
"In the face of absolute power, nothing is impossible! Tear it apart!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded coldly.
His right hand shot like lightning into the crack.
A violent force erupted from his fist, grabbing and fiercely tearing the protective shield.
Crack!
The terrifying force brutally tore the Star Formation’s protective shield to shreds.
Splash...
As the Star Protection Shield was torn apart, the group of disciples from the White Tiger Sect, under the powerful backlash, felt their chests sweeten and spurted out a stream of blood.
Their bodies, like kites with broken strings, fell awkwardly to the ground.
Among them, the White-clothed Scholar was the most miserable.
As the leader of the Star Formation, with the formation being broken, a large part of the backlash slamd into his body.
He felt a sweetness in his chest and spewed out his organs.
His body went limp, collapsing on the ground, completely drained of the strength to even move.
"Eh! Weren’t you acting all high and mighty just now? Why the sudden change of heart?" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, the White-clothed Scholar beca furious.
Pu-chi!
He spurted out another mouthful of fresh blood, closed his eyes with deep resentnt, and was literally angered to death.
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