"Do you have a say in this matter?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
His body flickered, instantly appearing in front of Guan Binfei. Official source ıs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁
Although there were many experts present, none had anticipated Zhang Xiaohao suddenly striking.
Moreover, he had chosen Guan Binfei, a man who had already been crippled, as his target.
"Ah! You little bastard, what are you doing? Let go of my grandson immediately," Guan Yijian roared in anger.
"Are you stupid? Why would I let him go?" Zhang Xiaohao said while mockingly choking him.
"If you dare to touch Binfei, I swear! I will hack you to pieces and crush your bones to dust!" Guan Yijian said with murderous intent.
"Hack me to pieces? Crush my bones to dust? Hmm, sounds good to me," Zhang Xiaohao nodded nonchalantly.
After speaking, he grabbed Guan Binfei’s right hand and yanked it with a powerful pull.
He directly shattered his entire arm.
"Ahh!" A pig-like scream burst out of Guan Binfei’s mouth.
"You little bastard, you’re looking for death!" Guan Yijian’s face contorted with fury as he bellowed.
"Yes, I am looking for death, but at least before I die, I can take one or two with me as a cushion," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"You dare!" Guan Yijian shouted angrily.
"Old Dog, are you fucking stupid? You’re already trying to kill me, what do I have to lose?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
"If you dare to touch Binfei, I swear, I will make sure you do not die a good death!" Guan Yijian growled.
"Heh," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled softly.
Without any warning, he threw his right fist.
Blood plasma sprayed everywhere, fresh blood along with brains spilled onto the ground.
Guan Binfei’s headless body fell to the ground, kicking up a series of dust clouds.
"Ah! My precious son! You little beast, how dare you kill my son! I will kill you to avenge my son!"
Two voices cried out at the same time.
Immediately following that, Guan Tianyang and Guan Yijian, from two different directions, rushed toward Zhang Xiaohao.
Guan Tianyang wanted to kill, and Guan Yijian wanted to save.
"Since you want to die, I’ll grant you that favour," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
He clenched his palm, and a tremendous suction force erupted from the palm, immediately gripping Guan Tianyang.
"You little beast, let go of my son!" Guan Yijian roared.
A tyrannical hand, flashing with thunder, furiously slapped toward Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Old Dog, if you want it, just take it," Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
As the attack neared, Zhang Xiaohao leisurely raised his palm, using Guan Tianyang’s body as a shield in front of him.
"Ah!" Guan Yijian’s Thunder Element Hand smashed into Guan Tianyang, who sprayed out a basin of old blood, unwillingly becoming a cold corpse.
"Three Thousand Thunder Elements Hand? I can do that too," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
His right hand swirled, thunder danced on his palm, countless lightning snakes roamed, ferociously striking Guan Tianyang’s corpse.
It directly pierced through his body, and the palm struck Guan Yijian’s chest.
Guan Yijian felt a sweetness in his chest, spitting out a basin of old blood, his body like a kite with its string cut, flew backward for several meters before crashing down to the ground.
"Ah! This is impossible! You little bastard, how could you know the Guan Martial Arts Hall’s secret technique, Three Thousand Thunder Elements Hand?" Guan Yijian exclaimed in panic.
"Old Dog, can you have some shame? Please don’t talk so big, alright? What do you mean by ’your Guan Martial Arts Hall’s unique technique’? It’s clearly mine! You shameless lot stole it, and you even have the nerve to mention it without feeling embarrassed!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed bitterly.
"Hmph!" Guan Yijian snorted angrily.
Covering his chest where a bloody handprint was visible, he lay on the ground like a dead dog.
"Honored sirs, please avenge this lowly one and slaughter this little beast!" Guan Yijian said.
"Hmph! Useless trash!" the Deputy Sect Master of Yellow Wind Sect coldly snorted.
"Old Li, did you come first, or did we?"
The one called Old Li was none other than Li Zhengkuang, the Deputy Sect Master of Refining God Sect.
"Haha! Since the Vice Sect Master has such an interest, why would I refuse to yield to you?" Li Zhengkuang laughed heartily.
"Thank you!" the Vice Sect Master of Yellow Wind Sect said as he bowed with his hands clasped.
With a domineering wave of his hand, a group of Yellow Wind Sect disciples immediately surrounded Zhang Xiaohao.
"You little beast, I ask you, were those people from Changshouzi in the mountains killed by you?" the Vice Sect Master asked with a cold face.
"Little beast? Who are you calling that?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
"I’m talking about you!" Sect Master Huangfu said.
"Hmm, I was wondering why you looked so much like a beast. Now it makes sense!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.
"Ah! You little beast, you dare to play me!" the Vice Sect Master roared furiously.
"Play you? Not at all!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Then what did you mean just now?" the Vice Sect Master asked with a dark face.
"You’re fucking retarded! I’m insulting you, can’t you understand human language? Do you need me to repeat it?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed bitterly.
"You’re asking for death!" the Vice Sect Master roared in anger.
The enormous presence of the Peak of Control Realm, like a huge mountain, rolled toward Zhang Xiaohao.
"Dare to secretly learn our Yellow Wind Sect’s unique Yellow Spring Finger? Whichever hand learned it, this sect will chop off that hand!" the Vice Sect Master said with a cold laugh.
"Old fart, do you want to know how that guy Changshouzi died?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
Standing calmly, unflinching under the oppressive aura of the Peak of Control Realm.
"What? How is that possible?" the Vice Sect Master exclaimed in shock.
"There’s nothing impossible. Only that you are too weak," Zhang Xiaohao replied indifferently.
"Hmph! Quite the sharp-tongued brat, tell me! How did Elder Changshouzi and the others die?" the Vice Sect Master demanded.
"How else could they have died? Obviously, they died stupidly!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously, touching his nose.
"Bastard! You dare to mock me, I will have you sliced into a thousand pieces! Kill him!" the Vice Sect Master bellowed furiously.
With a domineering wave of his hand.
A group of elite Yellow Wind Sect disciples, wielding ancient weapons and using martial techniques, charged toward Zhang Xiaohao.
For a moment, various dazzling True Qi flickered, striking fiercely toward Zhang Xiaohao with ferocious momentum.
"Old fart, didn’t you say I stole your Yellow Spring Sect’s unique technique? Open your damn eyes wide and watch how I use your stuff to slaughter these useless pieces of trash," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Yellow Spring Finger!"
With a flick of his finger, three dark black finger forces shot out from between his fingers toward the heads of the group of Yellow Wind Sect disciples.
But, that was not all.
Zhang Xiaohao’s fingers continued to move, and wave after wave of dark black finger forces continuously shot out.
Screams accompanied by bursts of brains being blown continuously rose.
In less than a moment, as quickly as the group of Yellow Wind Sect disciples rushed up, that’s how quickly they died.
"What? This is impossible!" Seeing this, the Vice Sect Master screamed in disbelief.