Chapter 590: Chapter 590
A figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of them.
With another flip, a massive force of his palm enveloped them both and struck down on their heads.
Facing Qing Mian’s full-power strike, the two were instantly killed.
Qing Mian bent down over their bodies and fumbled, respectfully handing over several treasures.
Zhang Xiaohao did not hesitate and directly collected these treasures.
Under the effect of the Seven-star Maze Array, several more groups of people rushed over.
One of these groups included a man wearing a Black Tiger Mask, whose strength was the greatest, at the Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm.
He stood coldly opposite Zhang Xiaohao.
"Get out of my way!" the Black Tiger Mask Man snorted coldly.
"Leave this one to me, and the others to you! Act quickly," Zhang Xiaohao ordered.
"Yes, Lord!" Qing Mian responded respectfully.
He tapped his foot and charged towards the other three groups of people.
"Such audacity to ambush me! You’re certainly seeking death," the Black Tiger Mask Man said fiercely, filled with killing intent.
"Insects like you dare to act presumptuously before me! Die," Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
His body flickered and he quickly charged forward using the Twelve Heavenly Steps.
His left hand churned.
A huge azure Dragon Claw, carrying immense power, blasted towards the Black Tiger Mask Man.
"Hmph! Break for me," the Black Tiger Mask Man growled low.
His right palm flipped and transformed into a claw. The shadow of the claw flickered as it clawed towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
The massive azure Dragon Claw pressed down forcefully, directly breaking his attack and, under his horrified gaze, annihilated him completely.
He searched the body with his right palm and gathered the treasures on him into the Shennong Ring.
After completing this, Zhang Xiaohao looked indifferently towards Qing Mian’s battle.
With his own strength, Qing Mian was singly fighting against three groups of people, holding an absolute advantage; however, completely annihilating them was not something that could be accomplished in a short while.
"Seeking death!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He tapped his foot and quickly charged forward.
His palm churned and a dazzling golden palm imprint erupted from his palm center, blasting towards them.
After a few exchanges, the ground was blasted into a massive deep pit; these three groups of people were completely annihilated under his tyrannical suppression.
After collecting the treasures that fell from their bodies, he calmly looked at Qing Mian.
Faced with Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, Ning Zhongyuan felt ashamed.
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Xiaohao waved his hand dismissively.
"You have already tried your best, no need to say more," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Thank you, Lord!" Qing Mian said.
"Alright, more people are coming, and this battle will be tough. Be careful," Zhang Xiaohao instructed.
"Thank you for the reminder, Lord!" Qing Mian responded respectfully.
As Zhang Xiaohao’s words ended.
Seven or eight groups of people quickly charged towards them.
In a few flashes, they stopped completely in front of Zhang Xiaohao.
Among them, the one on the far left wearing a rabbit mask was the most powerful, possessing the strength of the Mid-stage Void Transformation Realm.
The rest also had respectable cultivation levels, with the weakest being in the late stage of the Hundred Veins Realm, plus seven or eight at the Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?" the man in the rabbit mask demanded coldly. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
"The ones who will kill you," Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.
"Haha! Just the two of you? One at Middle Control Realm and one at the Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm, and you think you can ambush us? Ridiculous," the rabbit-masked man mocked.
"Whether it’s ridiculous or not, you’ll find out soon," Zhang Xiaohao replied.
As his words fell, Qing Mian quickly chose an opponent and charged toward the enemy.
"Hmph! Since you want to die, we’ll fulfill your wish! Kill!" the rabbit-masked man shouted coldly.
"Really? Who will live and who will die, how can you know without trying?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
His body flickered as he quickly charged forward.
"Netherworld Demon Body!" Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.
A black luster flickered on his skin, his body filled with explosive power as he threw a punch with tremendous force at the rabbit-masked man.
"Want to kill me? You’re not qualified enough," the rabbit-masked man sneered.
He took down the green spear from his back and crazily channeled his True Qi into it.
The green spear vibrated, emitting a gentle hum.
"Thousand Illusion Poison Dragon Spear!" The green spear vibrated, unleashing a massive force brutally smashing towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
Just as the green spear was about to collide with Zhang Xiaohao’s iron fist,
suddenly, the situation took a drastic turn.
The rabbit-masked man suddenly clutched his Dantian and screamed.
Instantly, the rabbit-masked man fell to the ground, writhing in agony like a dying dog.
A domineering black fist smashed down on his head, killing him.
With a swift grab, Zhang Xiaohao quickly collected the treasure from his body.
His gaze shifted toward Qing Mian’s battle group.
although Qing Mian single-handedly faced these twenty-some strong enemies, he was clearly gaining the upper hand.
It seemed to be the effect of the Seven Insects and Seven Powders poison Zhang Xiaohao had previously administered.
These Ancient Martial experts, using most of their True Qi to suppress the toxins within their bodies while fighting, were evidently struggling, clearly at their limit.
"Netherworld Finger!" Zhang Xiaohao huffed coldly.
With a flick of his finger, a series of domineering bluish-black energy shot out rapidly from his palm, streaking with immense force towards the group.
A series of sounds of heads bursting rang out under Zhang Xiaohao’s formidable energy strikes.
The group of strong men didn’t even have the capacity to defend, their heads being blown apart instantly.
Zhang Xiaohao moved swiftly, dashing forward.
In a few flashes, he collected all the treasures that fell from their bodies.
"My lord, what happened to them?" Qing Mian asked, now that Zhang Xiaohao had stopped, voicing the confusion in his mind.
"They were infected by my Seven Insects and Seven Powders, the stronger their cultivation, the more intense the toxin eruption," Zhang Xiaohao explained.
"Right, my lord, I don’t understand, when choosing locations for the auction site, there are specialized personnel to select a suitable site. Just valley, with many exits all around. Even if strong enemies attack, people who come to the auction can escape immediately! Why do I always feel like they were, somehow, drawn here by some force as if deliberately crashing into this spot?" Qing Mian asked puzzledly.
"The area is already surrounded by a Formation Array I’ve laid out, those within this Array feel like they’re encountering a ghost wall! Under my deliberate guidance, they could only come this way," Zhang Xiaohao said.