"Humph! My husband gave it to me!" Cheng Tianxue said with an overbearing tone.
"Hmm? Your husband, you say? Is that the one who killed Qin Luzhao’s precious son, Zhang Xiaohao?" Qin Buhui asked, frowning.
"Exactly him!" Cheng Tianxue replied.
"The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree! Since he has already fled, I’ll take you all to pay homage to my son’s spirit in heaven!" Qin Buhui said with murderous intent.
"You dare?" Cheng Tianxue said scornfully.
"You brat! I don’t know who gave you such confidence to be so arrogant! Since you’re so eager to seek death, I shall grant your wish!" Qin Buhui said with a dark expression.
With a domineering sweep of his palm, he shouted coldly.
"Kill them!" Qin Buhui ordered.
"Yes, Clan Leader!" A group of people from the Qin Family responded respectfully.
"You dare!" Cheng Tianxue shouted coldly.
"Ha ha! Is there anything in this world that I, Qin Luzhao, dare not do? Open your eyes wide and watch how I slaughter you one by one!" Qin Buhui declared.
Sseeing the group from the Qin Family standing frozen, a burst of rage surged up in him.
"What are you waiting for? Kill! Chop off all their heads." Qin Buhui said with a murderous rage.
"You’ve got some nerve!" Suddenly, a voice filled with cold indifference rang out.
Following that, a massive golden palm print descended from the sky with tremendous force, slamming towards Qin Buhui and the others.
"Humph! Who’s this rat that dares to ambush me, Qin Luzhao? I swear you’ll have no place for your corpse!" Qin Buhui huffed coldly.
Planting his legs into the ground, energy sinking into his Dantian, he roared, "Great Qin King Fist!"
A gleaming golden fist burst forth from his palm, carrying a terrifying power that collided with the golden palm print in the air.
A violent wave of energy emanated from where they clashed, spreading outwards.
Just as the wave was about to hit Cheng Tianxue and the other women, a faint protective shield appeared in front of them, blocking the wave of energy.
The people from the Qin Family weren’t so fortunate.
Faced with this formidable wave of energy, those with weaker cultivation were all slain.
As for Qin Buhui, he was forcibly pushed back by the powerful force, retreating three steps before he could steady himself.
His gaze hardened as he looked solemnly towards the sky.
Two figures descended like gods of war from the Nine Heavens, crashing down from the sky.
Just before they were about to hit the ground, the figures swiftly flashed, neutralizing the enormous descending force and calmly landing.
"Xue’er, are you all right?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with concern.
"Humph! Had you come a bit later, I would have been in trouble," Cheng Tianxue said irritably.
"Brother-in-law, this madman is too arrogant. He injured Little Black and Mr. Sun, said he’d stew Little Black in a dog meat hot pot, and even wants to use our heads to honor his precious son!" Cheng Qingsu complained as she pointed at Qin Buhui.
"It’s all right now, I’ve returned. The debt they’ve incurred, I will make them pay back a hundredfold!" Zhang Xiaohao said with cold indifference.
"Yeah." Cheng Qingsu nodded.
"You all go back first! I’ll take care of this," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay." Cheng Tianxue and the others nodded and turned to enter the villa.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out two green Elixirs, feeding one to Sun Dafu and the other to Little Black.
"Are you all right?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Your subordinate is fine!" Sun Dafu replied.
"Hmm! Who injured you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"Woof woof!" Little Dot barked vehemently, its two dog eyes glaring angrily at the group of Qin Family Elders behind Qin Buhui.
"Was it them?" Zhang Xiaohao pointed at them and said.
"Woof woof!" Little Dot nodded vigorously.
"Whose hand injured you, I will cripple that hand!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Whine whine!" Little Dot affectionately rubbed its head against Zhang Xiaohao’s leg.
"Hmph! So you are Zhang Xiaohao?" Qin Buhui said with wariness.
"Very bold of you! Taking advantage of my absence to bully a group of weak women," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Hmph! When you were killing Qin’s beloved son, you didn’t hesitate to bully the weak with your strength?" Qin Buhui said coldly.
"Your son?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"It seems you really forget important matters! Qin Luzhao is indeed Qin’s beloved son!" Qin Buhui said, seething with killing intent.
"So it is! Well, in that case, you all can go die," Zhang Xiaohao said, his eyes turning cold.
He took a step and walked towards Qin Buhui and the others.
"Brother, you’re going to steal my kills again!" the Black Dragon Saint whined.
"Little Black, be good, brother wants to deal with this matter himself," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Alright!" the Black Dragon Saint nodded.
"Hmph! Just you alone think you can annihilate the Qin Family’s experts? Zhang Xiaohao, it’s not that Qin looks down on you, but do you really think you can?" Qin Buhui mocked.
"Men should only say they can; ’cannot’ is for women to say! Or, you could just say ’don’t’," Zhang Xiaohao replied, his indifference sharp as a knife.
His body flashed, bringing a massive gust of wind with it.
His five fingers curled, reaching out ferociously towards Qin Buhui and the others.
"Humph! Heaven has a path you did not take, hell has no gate yet you seek your own death by breaking in! Qin has been looking for you for a long time, and now that you’re here, just go die! Rest assured, after killing you, Qin will take ’good’ care of these stinking women, letting them taste a life worse than death!" Qin Buhui sneered with a cold laugh.
He waved his palm dominantly.
"Kill him! Whoever takes his head shall be promoted to a Qin Family Elder! They will be rewarded with the first three stances of the Dragon Slayer secret technique!" Qin Buhui said, brimming with killing intent.
Wealth stirs people’s hearts, and power and martial arts stir the hearts of Martial Artists.
As his voice fell, the surrounding Qin Family disciples became completely unsettled.
Each of them looked at Zhang Xiaohao with red eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure.
"All of you back off! This damn kid’s head is mine; no one is allowed to compete with me for it!"
"Shut your bullshit! You get out of the way, don’t block the road!"
"Bring me that damn kid’s head quickly!"
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For a moment, a variety of dazzling attacks shone brightly in the night, bursting forth with different glows, as they assaulted Zhang Xiaohao.
"A bunch of ants daring to be insolent in front of me! Die, all of you!" Zhang Xiaohao said with disdain.
His fingers tumbled, and a massive surge of energy erupted from his palms.
His five fingers slapped down on their incoming swords, snapping these weapons directly.
Without losing momentum, his hands, carrying enormous power, smashed into the bodies of the Qin Family disciples.