"Damn it! You have some nerve to kill Lord John Dow, kill them all!" a foreigner in black roared.
As his words fell, a group of surrounding guards, filled with murderous intent, charged forward.
"Little Black, let’s continue," Zhang Xiaohao called out.
"Yes, brother!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir responded.
The two figures flashed, charging once again into the group of guards.
"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"
"Yellow Spring Finger!"
Powerful attacks burst forth from Zhang Xiaohao’s hands, blasting the group of guards.
Blood was splattered, and limbs were severed everywhere.
Screams of all sorts, along with ghostly wails and wolf howls, eerily echoed in the night sky.
"Black Dragon Spear Technique!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir wildly swung the black spear in his hands.
Sharp cold glimmers fell from the black spear, crazily slaughtering the guards who charged at them.
No one could withstand a strike from Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Heir.
As time passed, the original group of over a thousand trying to kill Zhang Xiaohao had now dwindled to just over a hundred.
"Kill!" the remaining hundred or so guards roared in unison.
Ferocious beast claws lashed out, striking towards Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Heir.
Even more so, some aimed their spears at Murong Yu Yan, who was picking treasures, intending to use her to threaten Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.
"Hmph! Die," Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly upon seeing this.
With a flick of his finger, a dozen dark gleams shot out from between his fingers, blasting the foreigners who rushed to kill Murong Yu Yan.
With a sweep of the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand, he enveloped the twenty or so people in front of him.
With a fierce slash, a sharp sword light flashed, directly killing them.
"Die, you bastard!" Just then, a low roar sounded behind Zhang Xiaohao.
Several foreigners, brutally swinging their beast claws, with a flash of cold light, struck towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"A bunch of ants, also dreaming of ambushing me? Die," Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
With the Fish Intestine Sword, he backhandedly slashed out, and several cold glimmers fell, directly blasting these charging foreigners.
"Dare to ambush my brother, I will kill you!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir raged.
The black spear tumbled up and down, a burst of black gleams erupted from the spear, spearing towards the remaining foreigners.
Shriek shriek shriek...
Fearful heads instantly soared into the sky, carrying reluctance, as the bodies of these remaining foreigners collapsed onto the ground.
"Brother, how did I do?" the Black Dragon Saint Heir chuckled.
"Well done!" Zhang Xiaohao gave a thumbs up.
Just then, several fierce auras suddenly burst from the yard inside, pressing towards Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.
The ground shook, emitting a rhythmic sound.
It was as if an ancient beast had fully awoken.
Zhang Xiaohao’s expression turned cold as he looked ahead.
In his line of sight, a group of murderous people, filled with murderous intent, walked towards the two of them, numbering around sixty.
This group of ferocious people stopped in front of the three, including Zhang Xiaohao.
The weakest among them was at the Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm, including over twenty at the Peak of Void Transformation Realm.
They were dressed in a bizarre array of clothes, which I guessed were the strong supporters of the John family.
Disrupted by Zhang Xiaohao and his two companions, they actually joined forces and came out.
"You brats! You’ve got some nerve to run wild in John family territory, you’re practically begging for death!"
"Why waste words with them? All of you back off, I can handle these three youngsters with one hand!"
"Hmph! Die, old witch! Since when do you call the shots here? Get lost!"
"What’s all this noise? Everyone step aside, I’ll handle these three!"
A group of people were there, red-faced, arguing back and forth.
"Brother, is this what they call infighting?" Black Dragon Saint Heir curiously asked.
"Yes, this is the legendary dog-eat-dog! They don’t even spare their own, biting at anything they catch," Zhang Xiaohao nodded in response.
"Ah! Bastards, you dare call me a dog, I’ll kill you!"
"Get out of my way! Leave them to me!"
The fierce group started arguing once again.
"Everyone shut up!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly shouted coldly.
With the enhancement of True Qi, his voice burst forth, sending a terrifying wave of energy through the ears of the sixty-some people.
It echoed next to their ears like thunder.
Seeing that they all stopped in their tracks,
Zhang Xiaohao stepped forward, looking at them with contempt, and said earnestly,
"I want to say, everyone present is trash!!"
"What? You little twerp, you dare call us trash? You’re asking for death!"
"Everyone step aside, I’m going to chop these three!"
"You little twerp, you dare provoke me, you’re asking for death!"
The group of John family supporters, glared at one another furiously. They wanted to rush out but were restrained by their companions, only able to glare angrily.
"Calling you trash is an understatement! You’re worse than feces, at least feces has nutrients, but what about you? You don’t even have that much value!" Zhang Xiaohao said contemptuously.
"Little Black, kill!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded with murderous intent.
A surge of violent killing intent swirled up, forming a massive tornado around him.
"Soul Thousand Arrow Rain!" A majestic wave of Soul Power rolled out, transforming into a series of black arrows that ferociously shot toward the group of supporters.
At the same time, his left hand flipped, grasping several talismans. Without even looking, he hurled them at the opposing supporters.
But this was not all.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao’s left hand grabbed again, holding three talisman treasures. With a flick of his hand, the treasures swelled in the wind and burst forth with terrifying power.
"Explode!" Zhang Xiaohao roared. The rıghtful source is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
A terrifying force emanated from the three talisman treasures.
Three enormous mushroom clouds shot into the sky, their shockwaves violently sweeping towards the group of supporters.
"Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist!"
"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"
Zhang Xiaohao, like a machine gun, unleashed a barrage of powerful attacks from his palms, bombarding the group of supporters in front of him.
"Ah! You little twerp, how despicable!"
In front of Zhang Xiaohao’s terrifying attacks, the group of supporters screamed tragically.
And moreover, they were caught completely off guard by Zhang Xiaohao’s slaughter.
Although they were many, totaling over sixty, they forgot to defend or, rather, were petrified, merely trying to escape at the first opportunity.