A Death Guard leader wearing a gold mask, with a treasured blade hanging at his waist, strode forward with a murderous aura.
"You two have some nerve, daring to run wild on my turf!" the Golden Leader said with a dark face.
"Are you a pig?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"What, you know Mr. Pig?" the Golden Leader arrogantly said.
"Don’t know him!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head.
"Then what do you mean?" the Golden Leader asked, clearly annoyed.
"I haven’t eaten pork, but I’ve seen pigs run! Could it be that you’re referring to yourself as the pig?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Damn! Kid, you dare to mock me, you’re looking for death!" the Golden Leader said furiously.
"Just with you, this pig?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"Ah! Brat, I warn you, I am not a pig! Pig is just my surname," the Golden Leader roared in anger.
"I know you’re not a pig!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Hmph! At least you know that much," the Golden Leader said smugly.
"You’re an animal, then!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"Ah! Bastard, you’re asking for it!" the Golden Leader was so enraged he was nearly about to explode.
"Not to look down on you, but even if a thousand or eight thousand of you come at me, a simple fart from me could blow you to death!" Zhang Xiaohao said solemnly.
"Haha..." Upon hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, the Golden Leader burst into laughter.
The laughter soon faded, and his face twisted into a grimace.
"Brat, do you really think you can kill me? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t look down on you, but what makes you think you have anything to be proud of? Open your dog eyes wide and look again. Each of these forty-nine Death Guards is comparable to a late-stage martial artist in the Hundred Veins Realm, and they have been refined through a Secret Technique! Fearless of life and death, incredibly strong, with astounding combat power! With just one command from me, it would be the end for both of you!" the Golden Leader boasted.
"Tsk tsk! Quite the display you have! Whom are you trying to impress with this pomp?" Zhang Xiaohao asked in return.
"Haha... Obviously, it’s meant for you to see," the Golden Leader said arrogantly.
"A pig leading a bunch of junk, trying to put on a show? Do you think this is child’s play? Just by standing at the door, do you think you can scare little kids? You’re too naive," Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
"Hmph! Quite the sharp-tongued brat! Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll oblige," the Golden Leader said with murderous intent.
He reached into his chest, pulling out a small black bell.
Grasping the small black bell, he shook it vigorously twice and bellowed.
"You four, go and slaughter this brat for me!"
As his words fell, four Death Guards immediately drew their Hundred-refined Steel Blades and advanced towards Zhang Xiaohao with a murderous air.
"Hold on a second!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
The Golden Leader shook the small black bell in his hand twice, and the four Death Guards immediately stopped.
"Brat, are you scared? Do you want to beg me to spare you?" the Golden Leader taunted.
"Sigh! You’re thinking too much," Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.
"Then what do you mean?" the Golden Leader demanded coldly.
"I’d like to borrow your pig-killing knife!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Pig-killing knife? Where did that come from?" the Golden Leader asked, puzzled.
"Here! That one on your waist, um, let me borrow it," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Haha! You want to use this Hundred-refined Steel Blade to fight these Death Guards? Kid, I advise you not to entertain that thought because this crappy blade can’t break through their defense," the Golden Leader boasted.
However, he still took the pig-slaughtering knife from his waist.
"Brat, catch this well. I want to see how you’re going to use this knife to kill my Death Guards," the Golden Leader said arrogantly.
Zhang Xiaohao was not polite either, grasping the Hundred-refined Steel Blade that was thrown to him.
Clang! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
He drew out the knife, and a cold glint flashed, the blade reflecting speckles of starlight.
"Good knife! Just this knife alone, it must be worth no less than ten million RMB!" Zhang Xiaohao praised.
"Of course! With my status, if I were to use an ordinary weapon, wouldn’t it tarnish my reputation!" the Golden Leader said with conceit.
"Fat pig! Open your dog eyes wide and see, watch how I use your pig-slaughtering knife to cut down this bunch of scrap metal!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Haha! Kid, it’s not that I look down upon you, but do you really think that with that broken knife in your hand, you can break through the defenses of these Death Guards? It’s simply a fool’s dream! I advise you to stop dreaming," the Golden Leader said.
"Whether it’s a dream or not, you’ll find out soon enough," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Hmph! Seeing your extraordinary skills, I thought of recruiting you, but since you are so unappreciative! I will grant your wish! The four of you, take him down! I want him alive," the Golden Leader said with a sinister smile.
He violently shook the small black bell in his hand, and the sound of dang, dang, dang rang out.
A stream of eerie power emanated from the small black bell.
"Roar!" Four roars erupted immediately from the mouths of the four Death Guards.
Right after that, the four Death Guards sprang into action.
With one step, a bloodthirsty and violent aura oppressed Zhang Xiaohao.
At the same time, wielding the Hundred-refined Steel Blade purely with brute force, they slashed fiercely, sending a huge wave of sword energy, aiming for Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Four pieces of scrap metal also trying to show off in front of me, go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
Moving with the Twelve Heavenly Steps, his figure flickered, and he quickly rushed forward.
"Netherworld Demon Body!"
As his words fell, a series of eerie black lusters appeared on his body surface, and explosive power filled his body in an instant.
Grasping the Hundred-refined Steel Blade in his hand, Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.
"Fat pig! Watch carefully, watch how I slay these four pieces of scrap metal!"
He pressed down fiercely with the lit blade in his hand, aiming at a Death Guard in front of him.
The two Hundred-refined Steel Blades collided, sparking a string of fireworks.
Under the unstoppable divine power of Zhang Xiaohao, the Death Guard’s Hundred-refined Steel Blade was directly cut off, and the blade in Zhang Xiaohao’s hand continued its unstoppable, tyrannical slice into the Death Guard’s body.
From head to toe, he was split in two.
Immediately after, Zhang Xiaohao tapped his right foot on the ground, spun around, and the Hundred-refined Steel Blade in his hand sliced out three quick slashes in an instant.
Swipe, swipe, swipe...
Three sharp blade lights flashed, followed by the sound of three crisp clangs.
The other three Death Guards were cut from head to toe, split in two just as easily.
Black as ink, their blood flowed out from the corpses, dripping onto the ground.
"Fat pig! Is this the so-called tremendous combat power and invulnerability of your Death Guards? I find them rather underwhelming! Killing them is as easy as slicing melons," Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.