Chapter 529: Chapter 529

"Nonsense! Do I look like I’m fine to you?" Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes and said.

"Heh." The white-clothed young master let out a dry chuckle.

Zhang Xiaohao flipped his palm and took out a bottle of Elixir for restoring True Qi.

Enduring his aching body, he opened the bottle and swallowed all the Elixirs inside in one gulp.

"Hm?" His brows suddenly furrowed.

He felt a dangerous aura rapidly approaching him.

not caring about anything else, Zhang Xiaohao stomped on the ground with one foot.

Using the recoil force, he quickly flung himself backward.

Just as he burst backward, a huge blade light struck where he had just been standing.

It directly carved a gigantic trench into the ground.

As the smoke cleared, a domineering figure coldly emerged from behind.

The newcomer was a samurai dressed in white samurai garb with a large red sun embroidered on his chest, wearing an Eight-snake Mask, and a katana hung at his waist, its sharp blade in his right hand.

"Eh! Little rat, I can’t believe you dodged that." The newcomer spoke in fluent Huaxia.

"Who are you calling a little rat?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed coldly.

The white-clothed young master seemed to sense the gravity of the situation as well.

This mysterious samurai with the Eight-snake Mask, even though he wasn’t deliberately exuding his aura,

somehow caused the air around him to eerily gather toward him as he appeared.

Relying on his senses, the white-clothed young master also knew the masked man before him was very strong! Very strong!!

Stepping forward, he stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Xiaohao, looking coldly at the masked man.

"I’m talking about you!" the Eight-snake Masked Man said.

"Hm! I think you’re quite rat-like yourself." Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"You little brat, are you playing with me?" the Eight-snake Masked Man sneered.

"What fun is there to play with a stinky man like you? If I were to play, it would be with all the female relatives in your family!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"You’re courting death!" the man in the Eight-snake Mask said with a cold face.

"Ha ha! There have been many who wanted me dead, but now, they have all become cold corpses, while I am still alive and well! You are no exception; soon enough, you’ll turn into a human-skin lantern!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a murderous aura.

"Arrogant! I want to see what makes you think you can turn me into a human-skin lantern!" the Eight-snake Masked Man sneered.

A ferocious aura erupted from his body, pressing down on Zhang Xiaohao and the white-clothed young master.

"Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.

He shook his body, immediately shattering the oppressing aura from the Eight-snake Masked Man.

Looking at the white-clothed young master, it seemed he could also ignore the aura’s pressure, snorting coldly and breaking through the opposing force.

"Hey! I was wondering why you two were so bold. Turns out you had something to rely on, huh!" the Eight-snake Masked Man mocked.

"Too bad! You’ve met me! As a saint of the Eight Snakes, even with the strength of the Void Transformation Realm, I am invincible among my peers! Crushing you would be as simple as slaughtering dogs!"

"That line is precisely what I was about to say to you! You little spawn, killing you would be as easy as me farting you to death!" Zhang Xiaohao said solemnly.

"Really? Then I would like to see exactly how capable you two are!" the Eight-snake Masked Man said arrogantly.

Without any visible movement, his figure flashed, and he rushed forward at great speed.

The black katana in his hand swung forward.

A thirty-foot-long black blade light, carrying the force of splitting the heavens, encircled Zhang Xiaohao and the white-clothed young master, ruthlessly slashing towards them.

Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes narrowed.

From this single strike, he perceived a tremendous threat.

Even though the opponent was only at the Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm, his combat power was enough to fight across levels.

"Netherworld Demon Body!"

"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"

Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar, gripping the Fish Intestine Sword, and with a reverse slash, he cut across.

"Destructive God Spear Technique!" The White-clothed Young Master roared.

He held a black spear in his hand, and with a thrust forward, a black Jiao Long roared out, colliding with the incoming blade light.

Three powerful attacks collided with each other.

In the face of the opponent’s formidable strength, both Zhang Xiaohao and the White-clothed Young Master were knocked back three steps before they could come to a stop.

Looking back at the Eight-snake Masked Man, he was still standing in the same spot, unmoved.

"Huh! You two little mice are still not dead?" the Eight-snake Masked Man said in surprise.

"Hmph! I think the one who’s going to die is you!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

An endless killing intent burst out from within him wildly.

"Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist!"

"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"

With the Emperor Fist Method in his left hand and the Heavenly Shocking Sword in his right, he stirred up a huge storm and launched a ferocious attack towards the Eight-snake Masked Man.

"Destructive God Spear Technique, Ninth Form!" the White-clothed Young Master snorted coldly.

He held the black spear with both hands, and his True Qi madly surged into it.

The black spear in his hands seemed to come alive, emitting the low roar of a Jiao Long.

The black tip of the spear, like the fierce claw of a dragon, struck like lightning towards the Eight-snake Masked Man’s head.

"Trivial tricks! Shatter for me!" the Eight-snake Masked Man scoffed.

"Eight Snake Slash, First Slash!"

As his words fell, he flicked his katana, and a five-meter-long giant blade light swiftly cut through.

Zhang Xiaohao and the White-clothed Young Master were once again thrown through the air.

The two retreated nearly ten meters before they managed to stabilize their footing.

Looking at the Eight-snake Masked Man again, he was still standing firmly on the ground, completely still.

"What? You two little mice are still not dead? That’s somewhat surprising for me! But well, this is the end. Let you two little mice taste my strongest attack, the final slash of the Eight Snake Slash!" the Eight-snake Masked Man said with a murderous intent.

"Eight Snake Slash, Second Slash!"

An even more condensed black blade light, once launched, made space tremble, bringing a terrifying force that sealed the entire hall and dominantly slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao and the White-clothed Young Master.

"Brother Zhang, it’s time to show our trump cards!" said the White-clothed Young Master with a solemn expression.

"Mhm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded heavily. Thıs content belongs to 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍

"Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist!"

"Left Azure Dragon Claw Eight Forms Fusion!"

Three overwhelming attacks, with the enhancement of the Netherworld Demon Body, erupted with supreme might, boldly striking towards the black blade light.

This state, without using the Xingtian Battle Axe, was Zhang Xiaohao’s strongest attack.

"Destructive God Spear Technique, Tenth Form!" the White-clothed Young Master roared.

With both hands on the black spear, he pushed off the ground with a single foot and quickly rushed forward.

The black spear in his hand, as if it were completely alive, aimed precisely and quickly towards the Eight-snake Masked Man’s head to strike.