"It’s Brother Hao!" Murong Baiyun and his group responded.
At once, they cautiously retreated to the side.
"Kid, once this Saint Ancestor deals with them, I’ll come for you!" The one-horned man said murderously.
His figure flickered, transforming into seven shapes, and charged quickly towards Murong Baiyun and his group.
"Demonized Great Nether Hand!" The one-horned man snorted coldly.
The seven figures simultaneously rolled their right hands, unleashing violent palm force towards Murong Baiyun and the seven others.
"Hmph! Do you think you can kill in front of me without asking me?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
With a shake of his body, he stepped on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, blocking in front of the seven figures.
"Sky Flipping Seal!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.
His right palm shot forward fiercely, a terrifying golden palm print erupted from his palm, carrying the power to suppress all, blasting towards the one-horned man.
"Get away from this Saint Ancestor!" The one-horned man snorted coldly.
A pitch-black hand domineeringly struck out.
A thick green smoke rose from the point of their clash.
In front of the ultimate Yang and just powerful Haoran righteous energy, the one-horned man acted as if he’d seen a ghost, retreating in panic.
"What? How is this possible? Punk, where did you get such rich Haoran righteous energy?" The one-horned man exclaimed in shock.
"Want to know? Go down and ask King Yan!" Zhang Xiaohao said murderously.
He motioned forward, shouting lowly: "Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist!"
A terrifying golden fist light, domineeringly blasted towards the one-eyed man.
Especially the Haoran righteous energy exploding from the fist light, directly erasing the surrounding demonic Qi, suppressing towards the one-horned man.
"Hmph! Even if you possess Haoran righteous energy, what can you do? In front of this Saint Ancestor, tonight you must die!" The one-eyed man sneered.
His hands fiercely rolled and pounded forward.
"Demon Qi Sky Dragon!"
As the one-eyed man spoke, a black demon dragon completely condensed from demonic Qi, roared forward with rolling demonic Qi, attacking the Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist.
The two powerful attacks clashed, only to see Zhang Xiaohao and the one-eyed man’s bodies retreat simultaneously.
Zhang Xiaohao retreated eight steps in a row before stopping.
The one-eyed man only retreated seven and a half steps before halting.
"Hmph! Kid, I didn’t expect you had some tricks, with even this level of martial skill! Truly surprising for this Saint Ancestor! But well! Being able to slay a genius like you, thinking about it gets this Saint Ancestor so excited! Next, this Saint Ancestor will show you the true Divine Skills martial techniques of my Demon Clan!" The one-eyed man arrogantly said.
"Are you getting cocky because I gave you face? Die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He motioned again, charging forward.
"Dragon God Technique!"
As Zhang Xiaohao spoke, terrifying golden light flashed, a five-zhang long golden True Dragon appeared in the sky.
"Left Azure Dragon Claw Eight Forms Fusion!"
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly, two golden dragon claws, carrying massive power, ferociously blasted towards the one-horned man.
"Hmph! Punk, I didn’t expect you had so many hidden techniques! Even transforming into the True Dragon Clan! This Saint Ancestor underestimated you, but could only you transform? This Saint Ancestor can too!" The one-horned man arrogantly said.
Terrifying demonic Qi rolled, rushing straight to the sky.
A black demon dragon condensed from the rolling demonic Qi.
"Hell Demon Dragon Claw!" The one-eyed man roared angrily.
Two black demon claws shot out countless demonic Qi, a terrifying power erupted from the demon claws, blasting towards the golden True Dragon.
In the sky, two True Dragons, punching each other hard, with claws and fists, both sides went all out.
Gold and black rolled, two True Dragons tangled together, then separated again, savagely battling each other.
Blood spilled, constantly bits of flesh fell from the sky to the ground.
On the side watching, Murong Baiyun and the group were completely stunned by the scene.
"Brother Hao, go for it! Kill that demon worm, I’ll bear you monkeys later!" Little Lolita shouted waving her pink fists.
"Sis, mind the influence!" Second Lolita scolded, but she shouted loudly to the sky herself.
"Brother Hao, I love you! I’ll bear you three monkeys!" Googlᴇ search 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵
"You keep quiet too!" Big Lolita scolded.
"Brother Hao, go for it! I’ll bear a litter of pups for you!"
Murong Baiyun and the Yellow River Three Elders were left speechless.
"Hmph! Punk, this Saint Ancestor admits you’re strong! Your trump card is strong too! But here, in my clan’s Great Power’s burial ground, nature’s spiritual energy is blocked, and there is dense demonic Qi all around! When your True Qi is depleted, that is when this Saint Ancestor will kill you completely! Conversely, with the supplement of demonic Qi, this Saint Ancestor’s True Qi is endless, as long as it’s a war of attrition, I can kill you!" The one-horned man arrogantly said.
After speaking, he opened his mouth and rolled, sucking the rolling demonic Qi into his mouth.
"Is that so? Keep your eyes wide open and watch how I absorb this demonic Qi." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
As he spoke, the endless demonic Qi frantically rushed towards him.
Sucked by Zhang Xiaohao into his mouth and refined, transforming into the purest Shennong True Qi.
"What? How is this possible? You’re not from the True Demon Clan, how can you absorb this terrifying demonic Qi without exploding and dying?" The one-horned man exclaimed in shock.
"How does it feel to be slapped in the face?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
The dragon tail swirled, a massive force carried towards the one-eyed man.
"Hmph! Even if you can absorb this demonic Qi, so what? In front of this Saint Ancestor, you must die!" The one-eyed man said murderously.
"True Demon Sword!" He grabbed suddenly with both hands, exhausting his vital blood, condensing a black demon sword.
The entire black demon sword, flames leapt terrifyingly on the blade, a massive demonic pressure emitted from the blade.
"Punk, go die to this Saint Ancestor!" The one-horned man roared angrily.
Gripping the black demon sword with both hands, he slashed fiercely, a ten-zhang terrifying sword light domineeringly cleaving towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Xingtian Battle Axe, condense for me!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.
Blood red Bloodline Power surged behind him, instantly condensing into a substantial Xingtian Battle Axe.
Grasping the Xingtian Battle Axe with both hands, an unyielding battle intent erupted from the Xingtian Battle Axe, fiercely slashing forward.
A flash of blood-red light directly sealed all things, cleaving sharply towards the one-eyed man.
The two weapons collided, emitting continuous intense breaking sounds.
"Die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly roared lowly.