Chapter 259: Chapter 259

"Heh heh," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled with a playful smile.

Even though his body was almost falling apart, even moving a little bit was so difficult!

Yet, he stood straight as a pine, standing there unwaveringly.

"You little brat, what are you laughing at?" the monk asked, puzzled.

"I’m laughing at your delusional dreams! I’m laughing at your stupidity! I’m laughing because you haven’t woken up yet!" Zhang Xiaohao seriously said, word by word.

"Haha..." the monk laughed heartily, looking up to the sky.

As his laughter subsided, he said, "You’re really arrogant, kid! You dare to speak to me ? I’ve changed my mind, let’s see if you can handle the agony of thousands of ants eating your heart, to alleviate the troubles of my pursuit these past few days."

"You wouldn’t tell me that you’ve been following behind the asses of those Yellow Wind Sect trash, eating dust, right?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmph! Initially, I was only after that two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit, but who would have thought that watching this drama unfold, I would stumble upon a great fortune in the end," the monk said proudly.

"Are you fucking retarded?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"What do you mean?" the monk asked, not understanding.

"Are you a fucking idiot?" Zhang Xiaohao continued to curse.

"Are you cursing at me?" the monk said, narrowing his eyes.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed again.

"You’re looking for death, you brat!" the monk said darkly.

"Haha! Meeting you, this clown, has truly made me die of laughter. I’ve seen the dumb, but never someone as retarded as you! I ask you, have you been living like a dog all these years?" Zhang Xiaohao bitterly taunted.

"So you think you can step all over my face now, is that it? Kneel down!" the monk snorted coldly.

His robes billowed, and an imposing aura, like the vast sea, aggressively pressed towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Haha! A Cycle Palace Realm Great Power? What of it? In my eyes, you will always remain a foolish clown!" Zhang Xiaohao declared.

"Eh? You can actually withstand the immense pressure of my Cycle Palace Realm? It seems you have quite a few secrets hidden within you!" the monk sneered coldly.

He struck towards Zhang Xiaohao from afar with his palm.

"A man only dies standing, never lives kneeling! You bald donkey want to kill me? Even if I die, I am determined to break your two front teeth!" Zhang Xiaohao said with resolute defiance.

He took out a spear-shaped talisman and pointed at it.

A bright blue light flared.

A deep blue spear hovered in the air, shedding countless blue lights, heading towards the great hand formed by nature’s spiritual energy.

The blue light hadn’t even reached the great hand when it was crushed by the oppressive force of the hand formed by nature’s spiritual energy.

The deep blue spear trembled, shooting towards the translucent great hand at high speed.

The deep blue spear struck the spiritual energy hand, like hitting steel, and was instantly crushed into fragments that scattered on the ground.

"Hmph! A mere talisman thinking it can block a casual strike from a Cycle Palace Realm Great Power? You must be dreaming!" the monk said disdainfully.

"Cycle Palace Realm or not, today I am still determined to break your two front teeth!" Zhang Xiaohao said confidently.

Seeing the spiritual energy hand getting closer.

He flipped his palm, took out four blood-sacrificed fruits, and swallowed them directly.

Then, he took out all the Netherworld Holy Water and drank it in one gulp.

Having done all this, as the spiritual energy hand drew nearer, Zhang Xiaohao couldn’t care about consuming the two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit.

"Xingtian Battle Axe!"

With a low roar, his body shook, and droplets of blood seeped from his pores.

Countless blood-red lines quickly converged to form a blood-red battle axe.

With the Xingtian Battle Axe in hand, the world is mine!

An unrivaled domineering aura, like that of no other, exploded from inside Zhang Xiaohao.

"Shatter for me!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.

Swinging the Xingtian Battle Axe forward, a flash of blood light struck the giant spiritual energy hand.

A sweetness in his chest, Zhang Xiaohao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Under this enormous force, his body was directly sent flying, leaving long traces on the ground where the Xingtian Battle Axe dragged.

Fortunately, the giant spiritual energy hand was shattered by Zhang Xiaohao!

Even so, Zhang Xiaohao was covered in blood, looking like a blood man from top to bottom.

Still holding the Xingtian Battle Axe in one hand, he stood straight where he was.

"Eh! You actually blocked it, kid. That’s beyond the monk’s expectations!" the big monk exclaimed in surprise.

Even a casual strike from someone as prestigious as a Cycle Palace Realm Great Power could split a mountain.

"I said I would smash your two front teeth today, and I will smash your two front teeth! Not one less!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a ferocious gleam in his eyes.

With two fingers, he held a silver needle and performed the Heaven-Defying Twelve Needles backwards, inserting them into major acupoints around his body.

In just a moment, five silver needles were already stuck in his body.

This was already the limit for Zhang Xiaohao, with five silver needles in his body, his inner potential was once again stimulated.

Zhang Xiaohao’s cultivation, like riding on a rocket, rapidly advanced from the Early Stage of Control Realm, skipping two minor realms, reaching the Late Stage of Control Realm.

But that was not all, he flipped his palm and took out that two thousand-year-old Red Fruit.

Seeing this scene, the big monk felt an urgency.

Before the big monk could finish his words, the two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit, along with its roots, was directly swallowed whole by Zhang Xiaohao.

Golden light spilled, and countless dazzling strong golden lights shot out from Zhang Xiaohao’s body.

The golden light receded, revealing Zhang Xiaohao’s figure.

From the outside, Zhang Xiaohao looked like a little golden man, his whole body filled with an explosive metallic feeling.

Combined with the original blood color on his body, the golden and red colors intertwined, making him look like a War God suppressing all ages. Latest content publıshed on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥

Clenching his fist, he felt an unprecedented powerful explosive force inside his body.

Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction, "Deservedly two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit! This medicinal effect is really strong!"

"What? You brat actually dared to swallow the two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit, monk I will dismember you into a thousand pieces, slice your flesh piece by piece and feed it to the dogs!" the big monk bellowed ferociously.

"Haha! You’re not worthy! Just now I said that today I would smash your two front teeth, and I will smash your two front teeth, die!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed with killing intent.

With the help of the two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit, his cultivation level, although not improved even a bit, his strength was incomparable to ten thousand catties.

Holding the Xingtian Battle Axe, he ferociously chopped down!

You could faintly see a domineering War God’s silhouette, carrying the might of splitting the heavens, chopping toward the big monk’s head.

"Hmph! Even if you swallowed the two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit, how does it matter? In front of absolute power, monk I will tell you today, all external forces are paper tigers!" the big monk bellowed with murderous intent.

With a tap of his foot, he moved like a lightning bolt.

Trying to bypass from the side, aiming to chop at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

But all his evasion paths were completely sealed off by the Xingtian Battle Axe! He was destined to only hard block.

"Cangming Great Handprint!" the big monk grunted coldly.