Chapter 613: Chapter 613
The Sword Fist collided, shooting out a massive gust of air.
Under their feet, the ground shattered from the impact of the strike.
The Yellow Paper Mosquito, facing such a tyrannical slash,
even with the protection of the Netherworld Demon Body, was sent flying, one arm chopped off.
Like a kite with its string cut, he flew backwards for over ten meters before finally coming to a halt.
"Haha... I told you, no matter your Three Heads and Six Arms, tonight you’re destined to die!" the man in the black iron mask said with murder in his eyes.
"You’re celebrating too early!" Yellow Paper Mosquito said calmly.
Moving his feet, he walked towards the other step by step.
"Is that so? Now that you’ve lost an arm, I’d like to see what tricks you still have up your sleeve to withstand my next slash!" boasted the man in the black iron mask.
"As you wish! Open your dog eyes and watch closely as I torment and kill you!" Yellow Paper Mosquito said indifferently.
His figure flashed, rushing towards the man in the black iron mask.
"Fierce Sun Saber Technique!" the man in the black iron mask roared lowly.
The black long saber whirled violently, with terrifying flames erupting, slashing towards Yellow Paper Mosquito with all the dominance of a fire intent on burning everything in its path.
"You can die now!" Yellow Paper Mosquito sneered coldly.
With a flick of his remaining hand, the soul imprints on his body flew out, quickly heading towards Zhang Xiaohao.
The rest of the Yellow Paper’s body exploded in full force at that moment.
A violent gust followed Yellow Paper Mosquito’s self-destruction, sweeping towards the man in the black iron mask.
"Damn you! How shameless..."
Seeing this, the man in the black iron mask cursed furiously.
Under the assault of the wild force, the man in the black iron mask used all his might to resist.
But it was still not enough to fend off this overwhelming power.
"Ah..." With a deep cry of unwillingness, the man in the black iron mask was cleaved apart under Yellow Paper Mosquito’s self-detonation.
Not a single drop of blood was left of the body that had been torn asunder.
Even the black long saber in his hand was destroyed under the immense force of the explosion, breaking into over a dozen pieces, stabbing into the ground.
Three miles away from the abandoned factory,
a black lightning bolt suddenly came to a halt.
Zhang Xiaohao frowned, grabbed the incoming soul imprint with one hand.
His brow lifted, and a wild killing intent erupted from within him.
"How dare you destroy my Yellow Paper! You deserve to die!" Zhang Xiaohao said, seething with killing intent.
"Master, what happened?" Sun Dafu asked, puzzled.
"Someone has destroyed my Yellow Paper Mosquito!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Humph! To dare destroy the Master’s Yellow Paper Mosquito, they’re asking for death!" Sun Dafu said with murder in his voice.
"Master! There’s no time to delay, to avoid them moving suddenly, it would be best if we hurry over," Qing Mian suggested.
"Hmm, you’re right! Let’s go, to them," Zhang Xiaohao said, murder filling his skies.
With a tap of his foot, he took the Twelve Heavenly Steps to their limit, turning into a bolt of lightning, and shot forward rapidly.
In a few flashes, he had left Sun Dafu and Qing Mian far behind.
Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flashed, appearing in the midst of the abandoned factory.
a group of mysterious figures emerged from the huge pit created by the Yellow Paper Mosquito explosion.
"Come to your death!" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
With a curl of his finger, the Yellow Spring Finger was unleashed, and streaks of domineering dark energy erupted from his forefinger, striking towards the dozen or so mysterious figures.
One after another, the sound of heads being blown off rang out, and in less than a breath, the group of mysterious assailants rushing forward was slaughtered.
Soul Power swept out, probing into the vast pit.
Under the examination of Soul Power, a large number of mysterious people were rushing out of the massive compound, seemingly preparing to move.
"You killed my Yellow Paper Mosquitoes, and now you think you can just run away? Did you ask for my permission?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
With a light tap of his foot, he leaped into the giant pit.
"Who’s there? Surround him!"
"There’s another one who slipped through the net!"
A chorus of cold shouts arose as the surrounding mysterious people swiftly charged at him, encircling Zhang Xiaohao.
"A bunch of ants dares to block my path, you’re truly seeking death!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.
A violent killing intent erupted from within him.
With a point of his foot, he charged rapidly towards these mysterious people.
"Kill!" Upon seeing Zhang Xiaohao charging at them, the surrounding mysterious people let out a low growl.
"Transform!" In an instant, they completed their transformations into half-orcs.
With terrifying beast claws extending, bringing a gust of wind, they fiercely charged at Zhang Xiaohao.
For a moment, killing intent soared into the sky, and the vast square was filled with deafening sounds of slaughter.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.
"Netherworld Demon Body!"
Streams of black luster flowed as his body filled with explosive power.
His two claws, like a bolt of lightning, frantically reached out in front of him.
Grabbing a mysterious man’s claw, he chopped backhandedly, brutally splitting the man’s head in two from top to bottom.
With a reach of his left hand, he performed the Black Tiger’s Heart, crushing a mysterious man’s heart, and with a fierce yank, he brutally tore the man’s body apart.
Blood rained down, and countless pieces of flesh fell to the ground continuously as Zhang Xiaohao’s two arms swung rapidly through the air.
"Kill!" The surrounding mysterious people growled once more.
Their eyes flashed viciously, undeterred and not fearful, they roared again.
Swallowing a blood-red Elixir, they once again savagely charged at Zhang Xiaohao with bloodthirsty ferocity.
"Ants daring to block me! Die!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.
His two palms, like phantoms, swept through the air like a stormy wind before him.
The cold light fell, and flesh was flung about as the bodies of these mysterious people were forcefully torn apart.
Before an enraged Zhang Xiaohao, even though these mysterious people ingested elixirs one after another, they were no match for him.
Any who got near Zhang Xiaohao were torn to shreds.
Nearly one hundred mysterious people were ripped apart and killed by Zhang Xiaohao. Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Ah! He’s not human! He’s a demon! Run away!" Just then, a cry of terror burst forth from the mouth of a mysterious person.
Following this, the individual quickly fled towards the back.
With one leading the way, the rest followed suit, escaping in terror towards the rear.
Just as Zhang Xiaohao was about to pursue them, a tremendous sound erupted.
The very first one who tried to escape was immediately blasted to death.
A huge crater was left in the spot where he stood.
As the smoke cleared, a black-clothed figure wearing a silver mask, along with a group of subordinates, arrived with murderous intent.
"Ah! Subordinates greet the Commander!"
"Greetings, Commander!"