Chapter 1182: Chapter 1182

The right fist flipped, a terrifying golden Emperor’s Illusion flickered in the void, appearing behind Zhang Xiaohao.

In a flash of golden light, it instantly entered Zhang Xiaohao’s body.

A terrifying aura that could suppress eternity erupted from Zhang Xiaohao’s body.

"Old Dog, go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

His right fist smashed forward fiercely, shooting out overwhelming airwaves, aiming to strike Elder Jianhai.

"Hmph! Kid, I admit you have some skills, but if you think you can act recklessly in front of me with just this strength, you’re too naive!" Elder Jianhai said arrogantly.

With a twist of his hands, an overwhelming Soul Power swept out, condensing into a black handprint.

"Soul-devouring Netherworld Palm!" Elder Jianhai roared lowly.

The black handprint seemed to suppress everything, with a terrifying dark wind emanating from it, aiming to strike Zhang Xiaohao.

The terrifying golden punch directly destroyed the black handprint, dominantly striking towards Elder Jianhai.

"Ah! Don’t kill me..."

Amid Elder Jianhai’s terrifying scream, the dominant golden punch struck him, blasting him into countless blood rains, even the ground where he previously stood was blasted into a huge pit.

A dozen seconds later, the massive dust finally dissipated.

At the scene, apart from Zhang Xiaohao, there wasn’t a single survivor.

Up to the Family Head Ouyang Pojun from the Ouyang Family, down to the ordinary guards, as well as these outsiders from the Qingming Sect, were all slaughtered.

Zhang Xiaohao lifted his gaze, coldly glancing at the surrounding remains and limbs.

After that, he turned his body, his cold gaze falling in the southeast direction.

Even though it was well hidden here, Zhang Xiaohao still felt a powerful aura from this direction.

"Since you’ve been watching for such a long time and the show is over, are you still going to keep hiding?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Loud applause came from the southeast direction.

At the same time, a group of five figures walked out from the woods in the southeast direction.

Leading them was a young master clad in a black robe, embroidered with a True Dragon and heavenly phoenix, with long black hair cascading down his back.

Looking at his face, it was charmingly sinister, handsome, and dashing!

Behind him were four young women in black mini skirts, each with a black veil on their faces, holding musical instruments like a guqin and a pipa!

Their mini skirts were only three inches long!

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The sinister young man stopped five steps away from Zhang Xiaohao, accompanied by the four maids.

"Interesting! Truly interesting! I used the Heavenly Demon Concealing Breath Divine Skill to cloak the aura of both myself and my four maids. Not to mention a Martial Artist of the Cycle Palace Realm, even a Martial Artist of the Luotian Realm might not discover me. Brother, how did you find me?" the sinister young man said with a slight smile, shaking his folding fan.

Breaking off his words, the sinister young man seemed to recall something, and before Zhang Xiaohao could speak, he continued.

"Look at my memory, getting too excited and forgetting to introduce myself! How rude of me!"

With that, the sinister young man introduced himself.

"Because I’m handsome, suave, charming, and dashing, wandering among the major sects, I’m often accused of bewitching their so-called Holy Daughters, Sect Masters’ daughters, and whatnot, therefore people in the Jianghu dubbed me the Evil Young Master! In the process of teasing these so-called Holy Daughters and Senior Sisters, I accidentally displayed my formidable strength, and was casually placed on the Dragon and Tiger List by busybodies! Ranked at one hundred! Unchanged for a century!"

"Meanwhile, having toyed with too many Holy Daughters, Senior Sisters, and cherished daughters of Sect Masters, I accidentally got onto the Saint Heir and Holy Daughter Ranking List, and coincidentally, at the last position, five hundred, this ranking hasn’t moved for a century either!"

After finishing, the Evil Young Master playfully fiddled with the fan in his hand, looking at Zhang Xiaohao.

However, to his disappointment, a scene played out.

The young man in front of him did not become frightened by the unspoken dominance he unconsciously exhibited, nor did he tremble before his words.

Nor did he, like those others in the past, fall to his knees, incontinent, and pleading for mercy upon hearing his name.

"Finished talking?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

With those words, he leisurely pulled out a panda cigarette from his pocket and started smoking.

Standing lazily in place, he looked on amusingly at the group led by the Evil Young Master.

"Hmm? Is that a panda cigarette? Brother, you’ve got quite the privileges! Seems like you have a lot of good stuff on you!" the Evil Young Master said playfully.

"Finished talking yet? Not even a fart left?" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

"How dare you insult the Young Master, you brat, you’re courting death!" Suddenly, a young woman in black holding a guqin snorted coldly.

"Tsk tsk! Am I wrong?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.

"You brat, how dare you mock the Young Master , you’re seeking death!" the guqin woman said murderously.

With a tip of her jade foot, she was about to approach Zhang Xiaohao.

"Guqin, don’t rush to kill! It’s rare to find such an amusing toy, wouldn’t it be a great loss if he just dies ?" the Evil Young Master said with a wicked smile.

"Yes, Young Master!" the guqin woman responded.

With that, she backed away again.

"Brother, you’re impressive! You’re the first in a hundred years to hear my Evil Young Master’s name and still calmly stand there smoking. Hmm, in the parlance of today’s online trends, you pull off this act nicely! However, you’ll pay a great price for it," Evil Young Master said playfully.

"Tsk tsk! Want an explanation, right? Fine, I’ll give you one!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"Brother really understands! Rest assured, in a moment, I will make it quick for you!" the Evil Young Master said proudly.

With that, he flauntingly shook his folding fan twice, displaying his charm!

Suddenly, a loud fart resounded, with Zhang Xiaohao deliberately releasing its scent into the noses of the Evil Young Master and his five followers.

"How’s that for an explanation?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.

"Ah! You little bastard, how dare you humiliate me ! Very well, you’ve truly angered me this time. I swear! In a moment, I’ll have Guqin drain you of all your power, then I’ll reclaim all your power myself!" the Evil Young Master said with a darkened expression.