Chapter 908: Chapter 908

"I’ll give you a message!" Zhang Xiaohao said contemptuously.

"You brat, what do you want to say?"

"Spit it out if you have something to say! Don’t dawdle here and waste time!"

The surrounding independent martial practitioners sneered as they spoke.

"I want to say that everyone present here is trash!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

The voice, boosted by True Qi, transformed into a terrifying wave of air, sweeping in all directions.

Even from a distance, everyone could hear it clearly.

"Ah! You brat, you dare call us trash, you’re seeking death!"

"Damn it! You ignorant brat, I’m going to kill you!"

"Die, you little rabbit!"

A group of independent martial practitioners roared in unison, brandishing weapons full of killing intent, charging at Zhang Xiaohao and the other four.

"Lion Roar!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.

A terrifying sonic attack suddenly erupted from his mouth, rushing forward.

"Ah..." A series of anguished screams immediately came from these independent martial practitioners.

It was seen that their bodies instinctively halted, staying in place.

Zhang Xiaohao let out a cold snort, flipped his right hand, and terrifying golden palm power erupted from his palm, slaughtering the group of independent martial practitioners.

A massive explosion sound shot skyward, and in just one face-off, the group of independent martial practitioners at the forefront were slain by Zhang Xiaohao.

Numerous blood and flesh fragments scattered all over, staining the ground red! Completely turning it into a blood scene.

"Netherworld Demon Body!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.

Grasping the Fish Intestine Sword with his right hand, he wiped the sword quickly with his left, swiftly unsheathing the Fish Intestine Sword.

With a single step on the ground, he transformed into a flash of lightning, rushing forward.

"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a cold hum.

Gripping the Fish Intestine Sword, he unleashed a slash forward, and a massive golden sword beam immediately erupted from the Fish Intestine Sword, crashing into over a hundred independent martial practitioners.

A torrential blood rain and flesh fragments scattered all over!

"Go to hell, you rotten brat!"

"On the brink of death and still so arrogant, looking for death!"

The remaining independent martial practitioners roared angrily, deploying their hidden skills, and for a moment, various ferocious martial techniques flashed, accompanied by large breaking sounds, slashing toward Zhang Xiaohao.

"Hmph! You bunch of ants think you can strike me, die!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered disdainfully.

The Fish Intestine Sword in his hand struck down again.

The domineering golden sword beam, carrying immense power, crashed against the attacks of the independent martial practitioners. Get full chapters from 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥

A huge mushroom cloud shot skyward!

Smoke and dust rolled back, shooting out powerful sand winds.

In front of the Divine Artifact, the attacks of the independent martial practitioners were directly shattered, even their weapons were cut off at a single blow.

Zhang Xiaohao made a swift step, leading Shangguan Baiyun and others fiercely up.

Every time the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand fell, where the violent sword beam flashed, it would inevitably take the lives of a dozen independent martial practitioners.

With the support of the fifth level Netherworld Demon Body, no one could block Zhang Xiaohao’s strike at all.

Instantly, various agonized screams rang from the mouths of the group of independent martial practitioners.

"Kill! Whoever wants the Heavenly Rank Supreme Martial Skill and two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, follow me and kill this brat!"

"You brat forced me to this!"

"Out of my way everyone, the Heavenly Rank Martial Technique and two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones are mine!"

More than fifteen hundred remaining independent martial experts, not only did not feel fear, but each roared in anger, with eyes red, lured by the allure of supreme martial skills and Spirit Stones, charged at Zhang Xiaohao.

"Do you still have the nerve to resist?" Zhang Xiaohao said contemptuously.

With a single hand, he thrust the Fish Intestine Sword into the ground.

His two palms rolled and he let out a low roar.

"Left Azure Dragon Claw Eight Forms!"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

His two palms rolled simultaneously, massive golden dragon claws and golden True Dragon explosively erupted from Zhang Xiaohao’s palms, with powerful tearing power, viciously killing forward.

Under Zhang Xiaohao’s violent suppression, although the opposing independent martial practitioners were numerous, numbering over fifteen hundred, only one clash was needed to kill more than two hundred.

However, this was only the beginning. In Zhang Xiaohao’s words, this was just a warm-up.

Zhang Xiaohao made a swift step with a phantom image, rushing forward in slaughter again.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The Fish Intestine Sword was wielded endlessly like a storm, and every time it fell, it would take the lives of a dozen independent martial practitioners.

Surrounding attacks had not yet fallen upon him, as they were shaken off by the domineering Netherworld Demon Body.

The nearly two thousand independent martial practitioners were directly reduced to about a thousand under Zhang Xiaohao’s fierce explosive power.

Single-handed, Zhang Xiaohao stood on the ground, with a cold and ruthless gaze, coldly surveying the remaining group of independent martial practitioners.

He flipped his hand, taking out a blood sacrifice fruit and some Netherworld Holy Water and swallowing them.

"Anyone who’s not afraid of death, feel free to bring it on!" Zhang Xiaohao said with killing intent soaring.

"Hmph! Yellow-skinned monkey, stop pretending here! If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Wind God Leg and two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, or this will be your burial ground!" Yamamoto Ikki with a hundred menacing followers surrounded threateningly.

"Little devils, I haven’t found you yet! But you dare to deliver yourselves eagerly, since you’re so desperate to die, I’ll grant you that wish!" Zhang Xiaohao said with cold eyes.

Showing no restraint in expressing the disgust in his eyes.

"Hahaha... yellow-skinned monkey, with just the five of you, want to kill me? You don’t even dare look at yourself in a mirror!" Yamamoto Ikki said arrogantly.

"You deserve to die!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

His figure flickered, gripping the Fish Intestine Sword, stepping on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, and rushed toward Yamamoto Ikki.

"Everyone don’t just stare! We have so many people here, are we afraid of him alone? As long as we kill him, the Wind God Leg and two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones are ours! Kill!" Yamamoto Ikki incited.

"The little devil’s right! Kill the hateful brat, the Wind God Leg and two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones are ours."

"Brat, give me your life!"

The remaining martial practitioners, under Yamamoto Ikki’s incitement, gripped their weapons again, desperately channeling True Qi within their bodies, charging at Zhang Xiaohao.

"A bunch of scum! Collaborating with little devils, truly deserving death!" Zhang Xiaohao said with soaring killing intent.

His body flickered, two black palms, like the descent of a Demon God, rudely breaking slashing weapons, iron fists punching out, smashing their heads.