Chapter 757: Chapter 757

"I’m curious as to who gave you the audacity to ambush me?" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold as he spoke.

His right hand grabbed dominantly.

He directly seized the longsword that she had slashed at him, astonishingly stopping it from advancing any further.

"What? How is this possible?" Seeing this scene, the red-haired woman couldn’t believe it and cried out.

"Hmph! Daring to ambush me, die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

With a fierce exertion of his arm, he forcibly snapped the longsword, then thrusting the broken sword forward ferociously, he cleaved the red-haired woman in two.

Holding half of the broken sword, he threw it behind him toward the crowd. For more chapters visıt 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱

He directly beheaded a disciple of the Seven Mysterious Sect.

"You ants! Do you really think numbers will allow you to kill us? Ridiculous!" Zhang Xiaohao said with disdain.

He flipped his palm, taking out ten low-grade Spirit Stones from the Shennong Ring and swallowing them directly.

No sooner had the ten low-grade Spirit Stones entered his belly than they transformed into a series of sharp forces, stabbing towards Zhang Xiaohao’s internal organs.

"I’m not even afraid of Divine Stones, do you think I would fear these Spirit Stones?" Zhang Xiaohao said arrogantly.

He activated the Netherworld Demon Body and crazily refined the Spirit Stones within him.

A dozen breaths later, with the Netherworld Demon Body operating at full capacity, the ten low-grade Spirit Stones were completely refined.

The Shennong True Qi, which had already been expended by a large margin, was once again restored.

His gaze intensified as he looked toward the Black Dragon Saint Heir, who was wielding a black halberd and fighting valiantly alone amongst the crowd.

Occasionally, he was wounded by blades and swords, with drips of blood seeping from his body.

"You deserve to die!" Zhang Xiaohao bit down on his teeth hard as he spoke.

His eyes turned red, and a violent surge of Evil Qi formed a punch, coalescing into a tornado over a dozen zhang tall, rapidly whipping around and slashing at everything from Zhang Xiaohao as the center.

In a flash, Zhang Xiaohao disappeared from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the disciples of the Seven Mysterious Sect.

"Dare to touch my brother, you all deserve to die!" Zhang Xiaohao roared with blood-red eyes.

His right hand gripped the Fish Intestine Sword and went berserk.

Like a humanoid war machine, he charged terrifyingly into the crowd.

With sword in hand, he slashed one stroke after another in a frenzy, brutally simple with no extravagance.

Under the support of his terrifying physical Divine Power, he unleashed a formidable force.

All of a sudden, the Fish Intestine Sword struck a red halberd, sparking a cascade of sparks.

Staggered by Zhang Xiaohao’s overwhelming attack, the opponent was knocked back but not killed.

With a cold glint in his eye, Zhang Xiaohao smeared his left hand across the Fish Intestine Sword, and immediately, fresh blood dyed the blade red, unsealing the sword in an instant.

Once unsealed, the Fish Intestine Sword vibrated excitedly, and an endless intent to kill burst forth from the blade.

"All of you, die!" Zhang Xiaohao growled.

The Fish Intestine Sword slashed out again domineeringly, releasing sharp sword light.

With each strike, he took the lives of twenty-some people.

In a mere five minutes, Zhang Xiaohao unleashed over a hundred sword lights, and the original thousand disciples were cut down by ninety percent under his onslaught.

Only a hundred or so remained, facing the murderous Zhang Xiaohao, they retreated in fear.

Seeing the cold and ruthless gaze of Zhang Xiaohao, these hundred or so disciples from the Seven Mysterious Sect were scared to the point of wetting themselves.

"He’s not human! He’s a demon! Run for your lives!" With a roar of terror, the hundred or so disciples from the Seven Mysterious Sect panicked and quickly ran in all directions.

"How dare you bully my brother, don’t think you can escape!" The Black Dragon Saint Heir suddenly let out an angry roar.

With a stamp of his foot, he charged forward fiercely.

In a flash, his body shimmered and multiplied into over a hundred figures, rushing towards the fleeing disciples of the Seven Mysterious Sect.

Swish, swish, swish...

Countless heads flew up into the sky in an instant.

Accompanied by the sound of corpses hitting the ground, then laying still.

Having taken care of the hundred or so escaping disciples from the Seven Mysterious Sect, the Black Dragon Saint Heir exhausted the last bit of strength in his body. The hundred figures merged back into one and he collapsed to the ground, lying flat on his back, completely drained of energy, and even moving slightly was so painful.

Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the Black Dragon Saint Heir.

With one hand, he drove the unsheathed Fish Intestine Sword into the ground, and helped the Black Dragon Saint Heir up from the ground.

"Little Black, are you alright?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with concern.

"Brother, I’m fine now, just used up too much energy. I need to rest for a while before I can recover," said the Black Dragon Saint Heir with a smile.

Looking at the pure smile on the Black Dragon Saint Heir’s face, Zhang Xiaohao’s heart ached! Even though the Black Dragon Saint Heir was an adult, he had lost his memory and only had the memories of a three-year-old child. He was still a kid!

"Don’t talk! Quickly take these elixirs." Zhang Xiaohao said.

With a grab of his right hand, he clutched hundreds of elixirs and stuffed them all into the Black Dragon Saint Heir’s mouth.

Suddenly, a powerful momentum erupted from within the Seven Mysterious Sect.

A figure flashed swiftly, charging at Zhang Xiaohao.

"Die, you two little beasts!"

In the time it took to speak, a violent red palm force, imbued with terrifying power, blasted towards Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Heir.

Had Zhang Xiaohao wanted to dodge, he was confident he could have avoided it.

But if he dodged, the Black Dragon Saint Heir would be exposed to the enemy’s attack.

Given the current state of the Black Dragon Saint Heir, facing such a fearsome attack, he was on a path to certain death.

At the critical moment,

a resolute light flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes! No abandonment! No giving up! Alive, we stand together! Dead, although we are not blood brothers, and we had some grudges before, now you are my brother, Zhang Xiaohao, and I will accompany you to the Netherworld. On the road to the Netherworld, with me, your brother, by your side! Any little ghost daring to bully you, I will kill him!

Moreover, to kill me, Zhang Xiaohao, you’re not qualified enough!

"Netherworld Demon Body, fourth layer technique, break through for me!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed with bloodshot eyes.

A robust fighting spirit crashed against the bottleneck that had always blocked him.

Just at that moment, the terrifying red palm force ruthlessly struck Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Heir.

A huge mushroom cloud rose from where Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Heir stood.

Dust filled the sky, covering a hundred meters around in a curtain of yellow sand.

A fearsome tornado erupted from the spot where Zhang Xiaohao and his companion were, wildly sweeping across the surroundings.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

More than twenty sounds of piercing the air followed, and then, under the leadership of a hawk-eyed man, a group of white-haired elders appeared outside the mountain gate of the Seven Mysterious Sect.