Chapter 756: Chapter 756
"Huh! Didn’t expect you old dogs to have some tricks up your sleeves, to actually push me back! But this is where it ends," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
With a tap of his foot, he charged forward again using the Twelve Heavenly Steps.
Right hand flipping, he wielded the Fish Intestine Sword dominantly and chopped down.
"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"
A four-zhang-long silver-white sword light encircled the red-haired elder and the other six, ruthlessly cutting through them.
"Hmph! Zhang Xiaohao, you think you can kill us with that little strength?" the red-haired elder and the others scoffed.
The seven of them moved, once again unleashing their strongest attacks, bombarding Zhang Xiaohao.
For a moment, a terrifying wave of energy burst forth from the clash of their assaults.
"All of you, die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
The Fish Intestine Sword slashed down tyrannically.
Under the terrifying Divine Power of the Netherworld Demon Body and aided by a Divine weapon like the Fish Intestine Sword, a single confrontation shattered the attack unleashed by the red-haired elder and the seven others.
The sword light continued unabated, blasting onto the bodies of the red-haired elder and the other six.
Seven bursts of blood mist instantly shot out from their corpses.
A breeze blew past, dispersing the dense scent of blood.
Zhang Xiaohao stood with his sword sheathed, calmly looking towards the battle group of the Black Dragon Saint.
Sensing Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, the Black Dragon Saint roared angrily.
The black Longsword ferociously clashed against the Eagle Elder’s pair of iron fists, slashing through and directly smashing his two fists, continuing unimpeded, cleaving him in half.
After dealing with the Eagle Elder, the Black Dragon Saint tapped his foot, landing beside Zhang Xiaohao.
"Brother, how did I do?" the Black Dragon Saint asked innocently, smiling.
"Hmm, well done! Here, this is for you." Zhang Xiaohao took out an exquisitely made jade bottle and passed it over.
Inside were a hundred elixirs for restoring True Qi.
"Brother, what is this?" the Black Dragon Saint asked, puzzled.
"These are for restoring True Qi. Eat them quickly!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay." The Black Dragon Saint nodded, and swallowed a dozen elixirs.
Zhang Xiaohao also took out some elixirs for restoring True Qi and swallowed them.
"Let’s go," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay," the Black Dragon Saint nodded in agreement.
Following Zhang Xiaohao, they rapidly ascended toward the peak where the Seven Mysterious Sect was located, with a tap of their feet.
Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint stood at the foot of the mountain of the Seven Mysterious Sect, a narrow path winding its way to the summit.
"Who goes there?" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao and his companion, the disciples guarding the mountain barked.
"Little Black, I’ll leave them to you," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay," the Black Dragon Saint nodded.
Dashing up quickly with the black Longsword in tow, he casually flicked it, slaying the mountain guarding disciples.
"Brother, they’re just too weak," the Black Dragon Saint said after dispatching them.
"Hehe, let’s head up the mountain," Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
With the Black Dragon Saint in tow, they made their way up the mountain. The source of thɪs content is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥
An hour later, Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint had reached the gate of the Seven Mysterious Sect.
Over the course of that hour, they encountered many disciples of the Seven Mysterious Sect, all of whom were slain by the Black Dragon Saint’s Longsword.
By now, without even trying to emit it, a thick killing intent radiated from both of their bodies and soared into the sky.
A series of hurried footsteps came from inside.
Following that, several hundred disciples clad in the attire of the Seven Mysterious Sect’s outer sect surrounded Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.
"Daring to come to my Seven Mysterious Sect and kill our disciples, you deserve a thousand deaths!" the red-haired woman leading them said, brimming with murderous intent.
After speaking, she swung her hand down imperiously.
As the red-haired woman’s voice fell, the several hundred Seven Mysterious Sect disciples around them charged at Zhang Xiaohao and his companion with murderous intent.
"Hmph! Dare to kill my elder brother, I will kill you all!" the Black Dragon Saint Heir growled.
His foot tapped the ground, and he rushed forward furiously, using a body movement martial skill.
The black long-halberd in his hand swung around, and a domineering black Jiao Long rolled out from the halberd, blasting into the crowd of rushing Seven Mysterious Sect disciples.
Blood splattered and limbs were severed, falling to the ground with each swing of the black long-halberd.
Piercing screams of agony echoed continuously from the crowd of disciples.
Zhang Xiaohao just calmly watched the Black Dragon Saint Heir fight, showing no intention of joining in.
Under the cover of his Soul Power, a vast aura within the void firmly locked onto the two of them.
The battle continued, and with every step the Black Dragon Saint Heir advanced, he was sure to slay over a dozen outer sect disciples of the Seven Mysterious Sect.
As these outer sect disciples fought and were pushed back, eventually losing all courage to the Black Dragon Saint Heir and retreating in terror,
the ground trembled as if an army of thousands was rapidly charging towards them.
After several breaths, disciples clad in the Seven Mysterious Sect’s inner sect attire quickly rushed out.
A dense mass appeared, roughly a thousand strong.
The weakest among them were at the Hundred Veins Realm, and the strongest were at the superlative Void Transformation Realm.
As soon as these disciples appeared, they immediately joined the battle.
"Kill!" A battle cry that shook the heavens erupted from the mouths of the thousand or so Seven Mysterious Sect disciples.
They unleashed their strongest martial skills, charging at the Black Dragon Saint Heir.
Looking at the Black Dragon Saint Heir, he now seemed like a small boat rocking in the vast ocean, on the verge of capsizing at any moment.
His once-black suit was now dyed red, covered with blood from everywhere, indistinguishable whose it was.
"Netherworld Finger!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao took a step forward.
An overwhelming fighting will burst from within, coalescing into a crimson Battle Axe that shot straight into the heavens.
"No matter who you are! Today, you are destined for a dead end!" Zhang Xiaohao declared with sky-high killing intent.
A massive Evil Qi enveloped his body, forming a thick wall of Evil Qi.
His hands roiled, pushing the Yellow Spring Finger to its extreme, as waves of terrifying dark finger force shot out from his index finger.
Like a machine gun, he sent a dense barrage of attacks towards the Seven Mysterious Sect disciples in front.
The sound of skulls shattering resounded, and faced with the fearsome dark finger force, no matter what their cultivation level was, none could withstand a strike from Zhang Xiaohao.
They were directly slain, with a thick mist of blood spraying out.
In just five short minutes, several hundred Seven Mysterious Sect disciples fell to Zhang Xiaohao.
Looking at Zhang Xiaohao, trails of dense white mist appeared behind him, a sign of severe True Qi depletion.
"Die!" Suddenly, a fierce cry of violence sounded.
The red-haired woman, who had been standing still on the sidelines, tapped her foot and rushed forward rapidly.
In her hand was a blood-red Longsword, its blade flickering with terrifying flames, and she made a tyrannical slash towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.