Chapter 1282: Chapter 1282

After saying that, with a tap of his foot, he swiftly charged forward using the Twelve Heavenly Steps.

"Netherworld Demon Body!" Zhang Xiaohao growled deeply.

Terrifying black glints burst forth from within him in an instant, making Zhang Xiaohao look like an ancient demon god from the outside.

Having done all this, Zhang Xiaohao directly locked his target onto Old Ghost Beiming. Newest update provıded by novel·fıre·net

As for the old Taoist Qingyangzi, naturally, someone else would deal with him.

His right fist roared out with a fierce wind, stirring up a heavy dark cloud, as it charged towards Old Ghost Beiming.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash, even if you so-called Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters join forces, what can you do? In front of me, ants will always be ants. Even if you give them wings, they can’t stir up a huge storm! Die before me!!!" Old Ghost Beiming sneered coldly.

He changed his hand seal and let out a low roar: "Beiming Sword Technique — Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin!"

As his words fell, terrifying strands of sword qi erupted from his fingertips.

"Slash!!!" Old Ghost Beiming shouted in a low voice.

Tens of thousands of sword threads, carrying terrifying power, blasted towards the independent martial practitioners in front of him.

"Hmph! A few mere sword threads dare to act recklessly in front of me, break for me!" Zhang Xiaohao said domineeringly.

It wasn’t that he was too arrogant, if it were hundreds or thousands of sword threads condensed into one, perhaps they could give him tremendous pressure!

But now, it’s just a dozen scattered sword threads, no matter how strong these threads are, he didn’t take them seriously.

Two iron fists, black like unbreakable vajras, fiercely punched forward.

Only to see a dozen sword threads instantly shattered, and Zhang Xiaohao’s figure didn’t stop as he rushed forward towards Old Ghost Beiming with the Twelve Heavenly Steps.

"Huh? You little brat, you actually broke through, die before me!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao rushing over, Old Ghost Beiming sneered coldly.

His left hand formed a magic seal, ready to unleash the Beiming Sword Technique to kill Zhang Xiaohao.

Just at that moment, a cold gleam flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes.

"Old geezer, want to strike in front of me? Did you ask for my consent?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.

As Zhang Xiaohao’s words fell, a terrifying wave of energy suddenly burst from his mouth, all the energy waves converged into one, charging toward the Old Ghost Beiming before him.

"Ah!!!" Caught off guard by this sudden sonic attack, Old Ghost Beiming felt a sweetness in his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and screamed skyward in agony, his body instinctively retreating backward.

"Die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted murderously.

His right hand flipped, and a dazzling golden light erupted from his palm, a golden palm print, carrying dominance to suppress everything, charged towards Old Ghost Beiming.

Seeing the golden palm print getting closer, Old Ghost Beiming, worthy of being the overlord of the Luotian Realm, despite suffering numerous injuries under Zhang Xiaohao’s sonic assault, came to his senses at the critical moment.

"Ah! You little brat, you’re so despicable to use such treacherous means to sneak attack me! Die before me!!!" Old Ghost Beiming roared angrily.

His palm suddenly slapped down, and a raging, red palm force erupted from his palm, rushing towards Zhang Xiaohao ferociously.

A violent wave of energy erupted from the point of their clash, racing in all directions.

Even as the overlord of the Luotian Realm, caught off guard, Old Ghost Beiming spat out a mouthful of blood and his body rapidly retreated, stumbling several steps before stopping.

As for Zhang Xiaohao, under the explosion of Old Ghost Beiming’s red palm print, his body flipped in the air several times before quickly landing amidst the crowd.

His inner qi and blood churned, but with the protection of the Netherworld Demon Body, he didn’t suffer any substantial injuries.

"So powerful! No wonder he’s the overlord of the Luotian Realm! If it weren’t for catching him off guard, it would truly be difficult to kill him! But now, his internal injuries will be severe! After all, with my terrifying physical power, plus the blast of the Sky Flipping Seal on him, it’s not to be underestimated," Zhang Xiaohao thought coldly to himself.

The surrounding loose cultivator martial artists were dumbfounded, they really didn’t expect Zhang Xiaohao to be this fierce!

To actually heavily injure an overlord of the Luotian Realm in a frontal confrontation and force the opponent to retreat.

Coming back to their senses, this group of loose cultivator martial artists were excited, as if they’d consumed stimulants, as if they’d already seen the scene of Old Ghost Beiming being slaughtered by them.

Strike when he’s wounded, take his life, this was the thought in the hearts of all loose cultivator martial artists.

"Old geezer, die for me!"

"Hmph! So what if you are the overlord of the Luotian Realm? The waves of the Yangtze River push forward, die before this Saint Heir!"

"Today this Saint Heir will slaughter a mid Luotian Realm overlord!" Ye Xiu Saint Son said, full of dominating presence.

As they spoke, a group of loose cultivator martial artists unleashed all sorts of powerfully fierce martial techniques from their palms, blasting towards Old Ghost Beiming across from them.

Centered on Old Ghost Beiming, all escape routes around were blocked by this group of loose cultivator martial artists, and one powerful attack after another ruthlessly slashed towards him.

"Hmph! A group of ants, I didn’t think you could actually injure me, you all truly surprised me! Since that’s the case, let me properly play with you all! Let you taste the might of a strong expert at the overlord level!!!" Old Ghost Beiming’s eyes turned cold.

He was truly furious, from head to toe, with only one thought, which was to slaughter this group of hateful loose cultivator martial artists in front of him, as for the World-purifying Heavenly Fire, it was cast aside in this moment.

"Beiming Sword Technique—One with the Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!!!" Old Ghost Beiming said, full of murderous intent.

As his words fell, the terrifying pressure of a mid Luotian Realm, without the slightest concealment, completely erupted from within him.

With the body as the sword, terrifying strands of blue sword threads erupted from his body.

In just one breath, tens of thousands of blue sword threads erupted from his body, yet it didn’t stop there, the blue sword threads continued to increase.

In just ten seconds, all the sword threads around him condensed into a full hundred thousand.

"Ah! Beiming Ghost, are you really risking it all?" Seeing this scene, Old Taoist Qingyangzi shouted out in shock.

"Hmph! This group of hateful ants dared to injure me, if I don’t slay them all, where is my dignity?" Old Ghost Beiming said with murderous intent.