Chapter 1224: Chapter 1224
"Go!" Suddenly, the Black Dragon Saint Heir let out a low roar.
As his words fell, the three of them, led by the Black Dragon Saint Heir, moved instantly.
Their bodies flickered, charging towards Zhang Xiaohao like lightning.
You could see three different martial techniques, executed respectively by the Black Dragon Saint Heir, Sun Dafu, and Xu Tianxing, stirring up a fierce gust sweeping towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Can’t hold back anymore?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
Facing the combined attack from the three, Zhang Xiaohao showed no fear at all.
As their figures drew closer, Zhang Xiaohao finally moved.
"Ancestor Long Fist!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
Stepping forward, he unleashed Ancestor Long Fist with his right fist, directly enveloping the incoming punch from the Black Dragon Saint Heir, aggressively counter-attacking.
Their fists collided, erupting a powerful wave.
The Black Dragon Saint Heir, under Zhang Xiaohao’s formidable divine power, was forced to retreat three steps.
"Little Black, you’re not up to it!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
After sending the Black Dragon Saint Heir flying with a punch, the attacks from Sun Dafu and Xu Tianxing approached swiftly.
It was as if Zhang Xiaohao had eyes on his back; his left hand snatched and struck Sun Dafu’s palm, sending him flying away.
Just then, Xu Tianxing’s fist came crashing in.
Although Xu Tianxing wasn’t adept in any martial technique, his Heavenly Thunder Nine Revolutions Divine Skill was intrinsically around with a powerful thunder energy.
With immense strength, he aimed directly at Zhang Xiaohao’s chest.
"Good timing!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed loudly.
His right hand shot forward, catching Xu Tianxing’s fist.
The silver-white thunder coursed back and forth in Zhang Xiaohao’s palm, but it didn’t harm him one bit.
"Hmm? He isn’t even afraid of thunder spiritual power?" Xu Tianxing exclaimed in shock.
Originally thinking that even if Zhang Xiaohao caught his move without injury, he would still suffer a minor setback.
Never would he have imagined that facing his full-force attack, Zhang Xiaohao would remain unscathed, let alone slightly inconvenienced.
If he had known that Zhang Xiaohao, in practicing the Netherworld Demon Body, had withstood high-voltage electricity and endured Heavenly Thunder body tempering, he would have realized that even if the thunder spiritual power’s intensity were increased tenfold, Zhang Xiaohao would still be fearless.
"Go back!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
With a sudden flick, he sent Xu Tianxing flying.
Retracting his hand, Zhang Xiaohao calmly stood his ground, watching the three of them.
"Use your true strength! Otherwise, you won’t even be able to make me step back one bit!" Zhang Xiaohao declared dominantly.
"Brother, in that case, I’ll offend you!" The Black Dragon Saint Heir said seriously.
He then patted his waist, retrieving the black long halberd.
Holding the black long halberd, the Black Dragon Saint Heir’s momentum suddenly became extremely sharp, as if he could split even Mount Tai in front of him!
"Master, I’m going to use a Heavenly Rank Martial Technique!" Sun Dafu said.
"Come on! Let me see if your combined attack can drive me back a step." Zhang Xiaohao said.
"If that’s so! Young Master, then, I must offend you." Xu Tianxing said earnestly. Follow current novels on nοvelfire.net
"Bring it on! Let me witness your real techniques." Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
After speaking, he formed a hand sign, and a terrifying soul power swept out, laying down a soul barrier around them.
No matter the upheaval that might occur here, as long as the soul barrier remained intact, no one outside could see it.
"Go!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir let out another low roar.
With a step, using a body technique, he wielded the black long halberd and charged fiercely forward.
The black long halberd lashed out, and a terrifying black Jiao Long emerged from it, fiercely attacking Zhang Xiaohao.
"Azure Darkness Great Handprint!" Sun Dafu roared.
Instantly unleashing a lower-grade Heaven Rank martial technique, he slammed both palms forward, sending terrifying cyan palm prints with an explosive force towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Heavenly Thunder Nine Revolutions Divine Skill!" Xu Tianxing shouted coldly.
Fully activating the Heavenly Thunder Nine Revolutions Divine Skill, silver-white lightning danced over his body, unleashing a furious force from within.
Without employing any martial technique, he compressed all his thunder spiritual power into his right palm, and struck Zhang Xiaohao fiercely.
"Good timing! Witness my Ancestor Long Fist!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed loudly.
Facing the joint attack from the three, Zhang Xiaohao remained utterly fearless.
Like a flash, he appeared in front of Xu Tianxing.
A Direct Hook punch struck his right palm, an unparalleled divine power exploded, sending him flying, followed by a kick that flipped Xu Tianxing onto the ground.
After dealing with Xu Tianxing, Zhang Xiaohao swiftly landed in front of Sun Dafu.
Confronting the overwhelming cyan palm imprints, Zhang Xiaohao executed the Cannon Fist of Ancestor Long Fist, smashing through the countless palm shadows coming at him.
You could see numerous palm imprints shattered with just one strike, sending Sun Dafu flying and lying on the ground, completely devoid of fighting strength.
"Black Dragon Destruction!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir roared.
The black long halberd whirled furiously, and the black Jiao Long roared savagely, biting ferociously at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Suppression!!!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
His right foot swiftly lifted, gathering the terrifying strength of his physical body in his sole, powerfully striking the black Jiao Long.
A massive wave exploded from their exchange, spreading far and wide in every direction.
Step back, step back, step back...
The Black Dragon Saint Heir was forced back three steps before stopping.
Glancing at Zhang Xiaohao, he stood unscathed, unmoving.
Looking at the ground where they clashed, it seemed it had been plowed over thrice, wrecked and disorderly.
"Little Black! You’ve improved considerably these days, to withstand a full-force strike from my physical body!" Zhang Xiaohao smiled.
"Brother, stop teasing me! I’m a Saint Heir level powerhouse, yet even with all my might, I couldn’t force you back even half a step." The Black Dragon Saint Heir replied with a bitter smile.
He shook his right hand, putting away the black long halberd.
"Are you two okay?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a smile.
His gaze fell on Sun Dafu and Xu Tianxing.
"Forgive us for making a fool of ourselves, sir, we’re fine!" Sun Dafu and Xu Tianxing said, ashamed.
"Tianxing, come here, I’ll teach you two martial techniques!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Yes, Young Master!" Xu Tianxing answered respectfully.
As he approached, he stopped beside Zhang Xiaohao.