He held two small black bells in his hand, shaking them gently.
Controlling these Death Guards and the Five Sons United Demon, he walked toward the valley.
Zhang Xiaohao, leading a group of Death Guards, stopped ten steps away from a colossal building.
"Bald donkey, standing so high, are you in a hurry to die?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
Master Wuchao, with a single tap of his foot on the eave, soared down like a Roc, rushing off the edge.
After several flickers, he landed on the eave in front of Zhang Xiaohao and the others.
From his elevated position, he looked down at Zhang Xiaohao with overwhelming presence.
"Boy, this old monk asks you, who sent you?" Master Wuchao said expressionlessly.
"Do I need a reason to kill you?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Humph! Even if you don’t say it, does this old monk not know?" Master Wuchao said indifferently.
"Oh! Is that so? Then tell me about it," Zhang Xiaohao said with interest.
"Was it that old dog from the big house who sent you?" Master Wuchao’s eyes grew cold as he spoke.
A fierce killing intent exploded from within him at the mention of the big house.
It formed into a Mount Tai, bearing down on Zhang Xiaohao and the other person.
"You’re panicking so soon, bald donkey? But such force is far too weak against me," Zhang Xiaohao said languidly.
With a step, he emitted an equally ferocious aura.
It crushed the oppressive aura that Master Wuchao had sent their way.
"Hmm? How is this possible? You are just a minor Martial Artist in the Control Realm; how could you break the pressure of this old monk’s aura?" Master Wuchao said in disbelief.
"Want to know? Kneel down and kowtow first! Call me ’Grandpa,’ and maybe, if I’m in a good mood, I might tell you!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Humph! It seems the big house has really splurged this time, to send such a master like you. Hehe! After this old monk kills you, and I sever your head and send it to the big house, that old dog will surely be overjoyed to see it!" Master Wuchao sneered.
"Can you stop pretending, bald donkey? Be careful or you’ll get struck by lightning!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Humph! Boy, you have a lot of guts to dare to kill Second Master’s men, dare to slay the Zhu Leader, and even have the audacity to snatch their Death Guards and Five Sons United Demon; you’re asking for death!" Master Wuchao said with murderous intent.
"That’s exactly what I was thinking! You really need to be killed for all this pretending, old baldy!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Haha! Not to look down upon you, but I am a strong practitioner in the Late-stage Void Transformation Realm, while you’re merely in the Middle Control Realm. There’s a whole major realm difference between us, and more. I really want to see how you plan on killing me tonight!" Master Wuchao said arrogantly.
"Is that so? Open your dog eyes wide, bald donkey, and see how I’m going to torment and kill you!" Zhang Xiaohao said with sky-high killing intent.
He flipped his palm, took out two black bells, and shook them violently.
"Time to die, bald donkey!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
Forty-five Death Guards, along with the Five Sons United Demon, propelled by the tumbling of the two black bells, charged at Master Wuchao with murderous intent.
The Five Sons United Demon instantly formed the Five Elements Array, working together to launch punches at Master Wuchao.
"Humph! A bunch of broken copper and rotten iron, daring to be presumptuous in front of this old monk! You’re really courting death!" Master Wuchao coldly scoffed.
With a tap of his foot, he immediately surged down from the eaves.
A vast aura of the Late-stage Void Transformation Realm burst forth from within him.
With a pat at his waist, he drew out a long black saber, about the length of a zhang.
As soon as the black saber appeared, a fierce Sword Energy burst forth from the blade, stabbing violently into the night sky.
such dense Evil Qi caused the surrounding air to drop by dozens of degrees.
Looking again at Master Wuchao, if one would have strained to call him a monk who had attained enlightenment before, now he was wholly an evil demon from Hell.
"Boy, let me show you how my Avici Dao Three Blades can shatter these worthless pieces of junk metal!" Master Wuchao declared with murderous intent.
With a flicker of his body, his speed was so fast that only Zhang Xiaohao could see his figure clearly; Qing Mian felt only a shadow flash by before they could see no more. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁
Within the crowd of Death Guards, a black shadow darted back and forth, and with each stroke of the black longsword in hand, it split the Death Guards in half as easily as slicing a melon.
Even the so-called Five Elements Array formed by the Five Sons United Demon seemed incredibly fragile before Master Wuchao and was effortlessly shattered!
Hiss crack hiss crack...
The sound of countless bodies breaking apart filled the air.
In just this short moment, a third of the group of Death Guards and the Five Sons United Demon were slain.
"Haha! I told you, a bunch of scrap metal, entertaining the thought of blocking my path, is simply laughable!" Master Wuchao proclaimed arrogantly.
"You’re celebrating too early, you damned baldy!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed coldly.
A glint of coldness flashed in his eyes as he gripped two black bells and roared low,
As his voice fell, the remaining Death Guards and the Five Sons United Demon’s bodies began to swell violently.
Like inflating balloons, they swelled up rapidly!
"Ah! Cursed brat, you dare to destroy the Magic Artifact! You truly deserve to die!!" Seeing this scene, Master Wuchao cried out in a furious rage.
His figure flashed, attempting to flee the encirclement of the Death Guards and the Five Sons United Demon.
"Think you can escape? It’s already too late!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold laugh.
Explosion after explosion erupted from the bodies of the Death Guards and the Five Sons United Demon.
The combined forces of over thirty Death Guards and three Five Sons United Demon self-destructing was enough to shake the heavens and shatter the earth!!
A massive black mushroom cloud erupted around Master Wuchao, violently surging toward him.
"Ah..." A shrill scream burst from the mouth of Master Wuchao.
After a long while, as the smoke cleared, there was revealed a figure made of black metallic skeleton.
Even his head was completely composed of metal.
With the rotations of his face came mechanical sounds.
"You wretched brat, you deserve to die! I swear, I will have you flayed and sliced a thousand times to quell the hatred in my heart!" Master Wuchao spoke with intense killing fury.
"Eh! You damned baldy, you’re still not dead? Turned into something neither human nor ghost and you think you can scare me? What a joke." Zhang Xiaohao scoffed derisively.
He, too, was stunned by the scene before him.
Could it be that this baldy was not poisoned, and that he, too, was a refined corpse like those previous Death Guards?
The difference being that this baldy was conscious.