Chapter 344: Chapter 344

"You little brat, you have a death wish, and I shall grant it now!" Fei Antong said murderously.

His body flickered, and his copious True Qi burst out instantly, rolling towards Zhang Xiaohao with crushing force.

He was about to unleash a martial technique to blast him.

"Sect Master Fei, wait!" Dragon Soul suddenly interjected.

"Dragon Soul, are you trying to protect him?" Fei Antong asked coldly.

"If I wanted to protect him, would I have waited until now?" Dragon Soul said with a cold face.

"So, what do you mean? Why are you stopping me from killing him?" Fei Antong asked icily.

"Stupid fat pig!" Dragon Soul cursed silently in his heart, but outwardly he said,

"Our nine foreign vampire friends have traveled overseas from afar to talk with Zhang Xiaohao. As hosts, how can we ignore these friends’ intentions?"

"Dragon Soul is right! Sect Master Fei, as the local host, we ought to give due regard to our nine foreign friends," Ye Wuming chimed in.

"Hmph!" Fei Antong snorted coldly.

He was no fool; each of these nine vampires had the cultivation of the Early Control Realm, with their leader being at the Peak of Control Realm.

Firstly, they harbored a deadly vendetta against Zhang Xiaohao that demanded vengeance! Secondly, he could use them to kill Zhang Xiaohao.

To take a step back, even if they were killed by Zhang Xiaohao,

it would mean one less formidable force during the upcoming treasure hunt!

Non-kin should be eliminated!

With that thought, Fei Antong coldly regarded the leading vampire.

"Did you not want to kill this little brat? Here he is now, I am handing him over to you, don’t disappoint me," Fei Antong said with a grim face.

"Stupid fat pig! You have no shame!" a vampire cursed in broken Huaxia language.

"Death-seeking bat!" Fei Antong snorted coldly.

The Heavenly Frost Fist exploded with dominance, a vast chill directly smashing that arrogant vampire’s head.

"Watch your words or I will slaughter these remaining eight bats right now!" Fei Antong said with murderous intent.

"Sect Master Fei, please calm your anger! My subordinate lacks manners, please don’t take it to heart!" the lead vampire, Yueke Hanwen, said fluently in Huaxia language. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵

"What are you still doing? Do I need to tell you what to do?" Fei Antong snapped coldly.

"Rest assured, Sect Master Fei! We will eliminate this little beast right now," Yueke Hanwen said.

"Hmph!" Fei Antong snorted coldly, retreating to the back, leaving the battlefield to these eight bats.

"Zhang Xiaohao, you’ve got some nerve! You dared to kill our young master, an unforgivable crime!" Yueke Hanwen said ominously.

"I haven’t even come looking for you yet! You eight bats are truly bold, daring to cross the sea and openly show up in Beijing!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Hmph! Hand over the Blood Sacrifice Fruit, cripple your cultivation, and come back with me to confess your sins!" Yueke Hanwen said coldly.

"Are you sure you want the Blood Sacrifice Fruit?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Be smart and hand it over!" Yueke Hanwen barked.

"Open your mouth, and I’ll shit it right in," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"What? All those Blood Sacrifice Fruits have been eaten by you?" Yueke Hanwen exclaimed.

"A lot? Not at all, I was planning to visit your clan soon to get some more!" Zhang Xiaohao said boldly.

"I don’t know who gave you the nerve! A mere early-stage Control Realm Martial Artist daring to be so brash!" Yueke Hanwen sneered.

"I’ve always been gutsy! Plus, I especially despise you bats!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

"Looking to die, are you? I shall oblige!" Yueke Hanwen said with murderous intent.

With a domineering swipe of his palm, he bellowed.

"Yes, my lord!" the seven vampires behind him responded respectfully.

Clothes torn, seven pairs of blood-red wings sprang from behind these seven vampires of the Early Control Realm.

The seven vampires roared in English, their wings flapping, whipping up a blood-red tornado, as their horrifying claws struck towards Zhang Xiaohao’s vital points.

"A bunch of dead bats dare to act wild in front of me! Tear them apart!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed domineeringly.

"Netherworld Demon Body!"

His body shimmered with a black luster, as if an ancient demon was reborn.

His body was filled with explosive power.

With a tap of his foot, he stepped forward using the Twelve Heavenly Steps, facing the seven charging vampires of the Early Control Realm.

With a domineering reach of his hand, he grabbed the palm of a vampire, then clutched his head with his left hand, dragging his body and ripping him into two halves forcefully.

"The first one!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

After speaking, his body flickered, leaping out from the encirclement of the other six vampires.

He appeared behind one vampire.

His hands forcefully pressed down on the vampire’s shoulders, then he yanked fiercely!

He directly tore the vampire’s body in two, flinging the broken corpse at the surrounding dead bats.

"The second one!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Ah! Kill him!" Seeing this scene, Yueke Hanwen roared with a cold face.

"Want to kill me? You dead bats aren’t worthy! The third one, shatter for me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a domineering smile.

He swiftly grabbed the third vampire and tore his body apart from top to bottom.

Seeing the remaining four vampires charging quickly from all directions.

Zhang Xiaohao showed no fear, tapped his foot, leaped into the air, and growled.

"Sweeping thousands of troops!"

His right foot smashed out violently, carrying a powerful gust of wind, kicking the heads of the remaining four vampires.

Four consecutive sounds of heads shattering echoed, directly smashing the heads of these four dead bats.

"I said I’d tear you seven dead bats to pieces, and now it’s your turn!" Zhang Xiaohao said ferociously.

"Damn! Brat, I didn’t expect you to have some skill! You slaughtered those seven useless trash. Hmph! But I’m not one of those wastes. Even if you’re highly skilled, today you only have one way—death!" Yueke Hanwen said ferociously.

"Enough talk! Shatter for me!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.

Stepping quickly using the Twelve Heavenly Steps, he charged forward.

"Netherworld Three Fingers together—fighting gods on the Netherworld Path!"

Three mixed powerful attacks, carrying the force to destroy everything, firmly sealed Yueke Hanwen, brutally rolling towards him.

"Think you can kill me? You still aren’t qualified!" Yueke Hanwen sneered coldly.

Two huge blood-red wings violently shook, ready to spread and fly high, escaping the battle, planning to sneak attack Zhang Xiaohao from behind.