Chapter 331: Chapter 331
"Ah! You idiot, what are you staring at? Can’t you see I’m overwhelmed here? Come and help!" Ouyang Yu coldly shouted.
"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled.
He took out several playing cards and casually threw them.
Carrying a strong gust of wind, the playing cards shot out from Zhang Xiaohao’s palm, knocking the remaining seven or eight fierce thugs to the ground.
"Alright, let’s go!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"You jerk! If you can fight like that, why didn’t you take action earlier?" Ouyang Yu asked with a cold face.
"I was about to, but you already charged in; I thought you wanted to show off in front of me. I was also afraid you’d accuse me of kill-stealing, so I just watched," Zhang Xiaohao explained, spreading his hands.
"Hmph! Don’t you dare hold back later, do you hear me?" Ouyang Yu warned seriously.
"Mhm," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
Carrying Ouyang Yu, the two headed towards One Red Nightclub.
About fifteen minutes later.
Zhang Xiaohao and companion stopped outside One Red Nightclub.
stood a luxurious, expansive courtyard with a tall three-story building; the rest were classical palaces.
Glistening with gold, majestic and grand, every corner exuded luxury.
Outside One Red Nightclub, two rows of men in black adorned with black White Tiger masks held White Tiger Essence Sabers, staring coldly at Zhang Xiaohao and companion.
In the middle of the two rows of white masks, stood a man wearing a blue White Tiger mask.
"Hehe, little brats, you’re quite strong, eh? To think you made it past those trash," the man in the blue mask spoke darkly.
"A bunch of weaklings, and you dare gloat! I’m embarrassed for you," Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"Hmph! Just because you got past them doesn’t mean you’ll get past me!" the man in the blue White Tiger mask bragged. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
"Oh? Are you guys three-legged frogs by any chance?" Zhang Xiaohao asked curiously.
"Hmph! All bark, no bite! Just so you know, my men in the black White Tiger masks here are all at least at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment!" the man in the blue mask bragged.
"Oh, and?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
"As their leader, I possess the peak cultivation of Foundation Establishment Realm!" the man in the blue mask bragged.
"And then?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
"Then you better kneel down and accept judgement while I haven’t lifted a finger! Otherwise, I’ll tear you to pieces, and you’ll taste the agony of wishing for death!" the man in the blue mask said menacingly.
"I was thinking the same! You guys handle it!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"Damn! You little bastard, are you playing with me? You’re asking for death!" the man in the blue mask said, seething with killing intent.
With a dominant swipe of his palm.
"Kill this little shit! Seize the woman!" the man in the blue mask roared.
"As you wish, sir!" the group of men in black masks, filled with murderous aura, responded.
They swiftly drew their White Tiger Essence Sabers and executed their martial skills.
Immediately, various dazzling True Qi flickered, and powerful auras, laden with intense killing intent, viciously slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Like I said, you’re weaklings, yet you wouldn’t believe it! Die for me," Zhang Xiaohao coldly huffed.
He shielded Ouyang Yu behind him to protect her from the fierce True Qi he was about to unleash.
"Netherworld Finger!"
Zhang Xiaohao coldly huffed.
With a flick of his three fingers, his index finger aggressively pointed in all directions.
Streams of dark, ghostly energy shot continuously from his index finger, striking the foreheads of the men in black masks.
The mask was breached, and the fierce finger force pierced directly through their foreheads, splattering on the ground.
In less than a moment.
The group of black-masked men who had charged forth were all slain by Zhang Xiaohao.
"Ah! I told you, you were too weak, but you just wouldn’t believe it!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head.
"Ah! You, you’re too fierce!" Ouyang Yu exclaimed.
The scene before her was simply too exaggerated.
Even individually, those wearing the black White Tiger masks were opponents she couldn’t match.
Yet these seemingly formidable men were, in the presence of Zhang Xiaohao.
Slain in an instant like mere weaklings.
"Of course! Didn’t you see who I am?" Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.
"What? Impossible! Even if they were a bunch of animals, standing there motionless for you to kill, it wouldn’t be possible to eliminate them all in such a short time!" the man in the blue mask exclaimed in disbelief.
"Is this the reason for your arrogance? They really are weak!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head.
"Hmph! Brat, don’t get cocky! They are they, how can a bunch of trash compare to me? Just watch how I’ll slay you and see if you dare be arrogant then!" the man in the blue mask raged.
"You can try!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
"Wind Demon Chaotic Triple Blade!" The man in the blue mask roared.
Clutching the White Tiger Essence Saber, he stomped on the ground and charged ferociously toward Zhang Xiaohao.
Swinging the White Tiger Essence Saber in his hand, it was like a blazing wheel, casting a massive black blade light, aggressively chopping toward Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Die, brat!" the man in the blue mask roared with bloodshot eyes.
He pressed down harshly on the White Tiger Essence Saber, and his ferocious aura surged again, striking toward Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"So weak!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Seeing the blade light drawing continuously closer, he calmly extended his right hand.
With two fingers, he pinched the White Tiger Essence Saber, looking indifferently at the man in the blue mask.
"What? Impossible!" Seeing this, the man in the blue mask cried out in disbelief.
"There’s nothing impossible in this world! It only shows that you are too weak," Zhang Xiaohao said.
He forcefully twisted his palm, breaking the White Tiger Essence Saber, and swung it forward.
A jet of blood spurted out; the man in the blue mask, with a look of reluctance, fell to the ground, his body cold.
Casually tossing the blade piece on the ground, he addressed the still-dazed Ouyang Yu.
"Don’t just stand there, let’s go in!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
Having said that, he took the lead toward One Red Nightclub.
The tightly shut door was casually kicked by Zhang Xiaohao.
The entire door crumbled into rubble.
Zhang Xiaohao strode in triumphantly.
In the courtyard of One Red Nightclub, a muscular man sat, his torso bare, his chest tattooed with a huge White Tiger, its fangs bared and roaring skyward.
On either side of the muscular man stood four people in black, each wearing a white White Tiger mask.
On their flanks were over a hundred subordinates wearing blue masks.
Guan Qingxue and her brother Guan Binfei were bound tightly and thrown on the ground.
A dozen cold, sharp steel knives were placed against their necks.
The muscular man Li Wuqing clapped his hands indifferently, looking mockingly at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Nice! Nice! To think you actually made it inside from the outside, it wasn’t in vain that I specially took the trouble to let that little vixen Ouyang Yu go!"