Chapter 1037: Chapter 1037

"It’s big brother!" replied Black Dragon Saint.

Two immense auras suddenly burst forth from Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint.

Immediately, the wall shattered, and the figures of Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint swiftly charged out from the cave.

"Soul barrier!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

With a twist of his hands, terrifying Soul Power suddenly enveloped the space before him, laying down a vast barrier.

Stepping with Wind God Leg, both he and Black Dragon Saint surged towards the Red Priests ahead.

"Divine Dragon Technique!" Zhang Xiaohao called coldly.

Instantly, he transformed into a giant golden True Dragon, six zhang long.

"Left Azure Dragon Claw Eight Forms!"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

As Zhang Xiaohao’s voice fell, waves of terrifying attacks continuously erupted from his hands, fiercely striking the Red Priests.

"Black Dragon Spear Technique!" Black Dragon Saint roared.

Gripping a black spear, he fiercely unleashed it, and a dark Jiao Long erupted from the spear, brutally attacking the Red Priests.

Before the Red Priests could react, the massive attacks from Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint descended from the sky, slaughtering the unguarded Red Priests.

Blood rain splattered, endlessly falling to the ground.

A hundred and eight Red Priests were slaughtered alive by Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint.

It wasn’t that they were not strong enough; Zhang Xiaohao oh Black Dragon Saint’s speed was simply too fast, too fast for them to react.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaohao’s terrifying martial techniques were launched, wildly sweeping across.

In an unguarded situation, it mattered not that they were Great Powers in the Half-step Palace Realm; even Luotian Realm rulers would have to face defeat under Zhang Xiaohao’s endless attacks.

"Damn it! You filthy rats, daring to strike the Red Priests, you deserve to die!" roared the leading Round Table Knight.

"Kill!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

The dragon tail swept, once again rushing forward swiftly.

Black Dragon Saint was not to be outdone, frenziedly wielding his black spear, dominantly displaying the Black Dragon Spear Technique against the Round Table Knights.

"How dare you rampage on our territory, even slaughter the Red Priests, I will tear you to pieces!" roared the leading Round Table Knight.

He waved his hand domineeringly, just about to order his men to charge and slay Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint.

At that moment, his gaze focused, seeing the War God mask on Zhang Xiaohao’s face. The rıghtful source is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩

"Are you the War God???" asked the leading Round Table Knight, gritting his teeth.

His eyes filled with boundless killing intent and madness.

Previously, seeing Zhang Xiaohao slaughtering one hundred and eight Red Priests with thunderous means, he wanted to torture Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint to death. But now, seeing Zhang Xiaohao donning the War God mask.

He wished to devour Zhang Xiaohao’s flesh alive.

His hatred could pierce a huge hole in the heavens!

"Didn’t expect after nearly a year of absence, you inhumane beasts still remember me. I feel truly honored!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.

"War God! There’s a road to heaven that you won’t take, but you insist on breaking into hell! Tonight is your death day! For everything you’ve done to our Red Orchid Church, today, I’ll make you repay a hundredfold!" the leading Round Table Knight declared with killing intent.

"What are you waiting for? Get up there! Capture the War God, I want to deliver this filthy rat to the Sect Leader, to be cut to pieces!"

The earth-shattering cries for battle suddenly erupted from the mouths of the hundred and seven Round Table Knights.

They grasped silver spears, stepped forward, fierce auras bursting from within, executing various vicious martial techniques, charging violently towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Six years ago, killing you was as easy as slaughtering dogs! Six years later, the king returns! To kill you, just takes a finger!" proclaimed Zhang Xiaohao, unmatched in arrogance.

"Divine Wind Roar!" Instantly activating a major move, the golden dragon tail swept, unleashing a terrifying hurricane, blasting towards the group of Round Table Knights.

"Insult my big brother and you will die!" roared Black Dragon Saint.

He spun the black spear, the Jiao Long danced, space filled with the dominating figures of the dark Jiao Long, demolishing the charging Round Table Knights.

The sound of weapons clashing quickly echoed from their exchanges.

Though the Round Table Knights were strong, each a Red Orchid Church elite, tempered through countless life and death trials, only through rigorous assessment could one become a Round Table Knight.

But in front of Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint, they were nothing of consequence!

With just one move, over a dozen Round Table Knights were slain by Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint.

Countless blood, along with shredded flesh, splattered to the ground.

Without giving them a chance to react, Zhang Xiaohao charged again.

Terrifying golden hurricanes formed into six zhang, directly enveloping the Round Table Knights charging forward.

Dominating power blasted upon them.

Like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep, in each breath, over a dozen Round Table Knights fell to the ground, becoming nourishment for the earth.

"Ah! War God, you’ve gone too far! Die now!" Seeing his subordinates, in less than ten breaths, a third slaughtered by Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint, the leading Round Table Knight erupted in rage, face twisted, roaring.

Gripping the silver spear, martial technique displayed, he charged at Zhang Xiaohao from a cunning angle.

From his aggressive demeanor, it seemed he was determined to slay Zhang Xiaohao with a single strike.

"Weak as pigs, daring to move before me; hasn’t your Red Robed Sect Leader taught you to wash your head clean and wait for the War God to slaughter you?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked disdainfully.

"Divine Dragon’s Tail!"

The dragon tail swept, issuing overwhelming pressure from the golden dragon tail, dominantly bearing down on the leading Round Table Knight.

In the face of such terrifying momentum, the space surrounding the leading Round Table Knight was immediately sealed.

Simultaneously, a massive pressure crushed down, slowing his very steps to a crawl.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

The dragon tail descended furiously, with a crunching sound! It shattered the silver spear, dominatingly bursting upon the leading Round Table Knight’s head.