Chapter 909: Chapter 909

Only to see Zhang Xiaohao’s two black palms, akin to the King Yan demanding lives.

Anyone caught by him was brutally torn into halves directly.

In less than ten breaths, over a hundred independent martial practitioners who rushed forward were all torn to pieces by Zhang Xiaohao’s fierce slaughter, bodies split into halves, falling to the ground.

"Now it’s your turn, you little bastards!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist!"

With a twist of his right fist, a massive Emperor’s Illusion gathered behind him, shimmering with golden light, suppressingly crashing towards Yamamoto Ikki.

"Hmph! Yellow-skinned monkey, I admit you have some strength, but trying to suppress me with such tricks, you’re not qualified!" Yamamoto Ikki arrogantly said.

"Water Dragon Vortex!" Yamamoto Ikki growled lowly.

With a fierce slap of both palms, the violent True Qi erupted within his body, a three-foot large water dragon vortex appeared in his palm, with a single swing, the water dragon vortex spun rapidly, transforming directly into a massive ten-meter dragon vortex.

Serrated water blades danced within the vortex, with the ferocity to shred everything, aiming to slaughter Zhang Xiaohao.

"Break for me!" Zhang Xiaohao coldly snorted.

His right fist dominantly rocked forward, golden brilliance smashed upon the water dragon vortex, and with just a face-off, it broke the water dragon vortex.

The golden fist brilliance continued unabated, aggressively crashing towards Yamamoto Ikki.

"Hmph! Yellow-skinned monkey, I admit you have some skill, but thinking you can kill me with just this, you’re dreaming!" Yamamoto Ikki arrogantly said.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s golden fist brilliance coming closer, with lightning speed he grabbed four little bastards nearby and fiercely hurled them towards Zhang Xiaohao.

The sound of four bodies shattering occurred, and with just a face-off, the four little bastards were killed by Zhang Xiaohao.

Taking this chance, Yamamoto Ikki stepped into the crowd.

"What are you fools waiting for? Rush up quickly and kill them for old me!" Yamamoto Ikki snarled with a grim face.

With his words, the over one hundred little bastards he brought roared: "Kill!"

Instantly, wielding katanas and performing Ninjutsu, they charged towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Want to die? I’ll send you straight down to make your report!" Zhang Xiaohao declared murderously.

With a simultaneous wave of both palms, two massive golden palm prints erupted from his hand.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.

As his words fell, the terrifying golden palm prints, energy dancing fiercely, suppressively landed on the group of charging little bastards.

Two massive palm prints appeared on the ground.

The dozens of little bastards who charged forward were killed with just an encounter.

The remaining little bastards, shocked by this sight, froze in disbelief.

Before they could react, Zhang Xiaohao had already rushed up.

"All break for me!" Zhang Xiaohao coldly snorted.

The two black palms fiercely stretched out, grabbing the bodies of these little bastards, one per hand, simply and brutally tearing them into halves, tossing them to the ground.

Over one hundred little bastards were torn from head to toe into halves by Zhang Xiaohao, countless limbs scattered on the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his gaze from the ground, looking coldly at the independent martial practitioners peeing their pants in fright, finally his gaze fell on Yamamoto Ikki.

"Ah! This is impossible! You’re just an early stage Void Transformation Realm martial artist, how can you laugh to the end despite their efforts to kill?" Yamamoto Ikki shouted in disbelief. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝙣𝙚𝙩

"You’re a lowly dog! It’s only natural for the master to kill the dog! Old Dog, now it’s your turn." Zhang Xiaohao declared murderously.

With a step, he took the Twelve Heavenly Steps, quickly rushing up.

"Hmph! You are only five, I have countless strong ones here, just you, thinking to kill me? It’s ridiculous!" Yamamoto Ikki dismissively said.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching, a flash of fear passed through Yamamoto Ikki’s eyes.

"Everyone, attack together! Don’t fall back, kill this little brat, and the Wind God Leg and two thousand low-grade spirit stones on him will be ours!" Yamamoto Ikki instigated again.

Hearing his words, the surrounding loose cultivators instinctively glanced at Zhang Xiaohao, recalling his previous scene, like a Demon God descending, killing man as easily as cutting melon, then glanced at Yamamoto Ikki, now just a lone person.

"F*ck you all! You damn little bastard, how dare you come to Huaxia to show off, die already!" A late-stage Void Transformation Realm martial artist suddenly shouted in rage, then stepped forward, wielding a green long knife, charged at Yamamoto Ikki.

"Kill this despicable little bastard! Let him taste the might of our Great Huaxia!"

With someone leading, the remaining group of loose martial practitioners quickly reacted.

A group of several hundred people frantically performing martial techniques, charging towards Yamamoto Ikki.

"Ah! How can you do this? He has the Wind God Leg and two thousand low-grade spirit stones, don’t you want them? Or have your brains been kicked by a donkey?" Facing this scene, Yamamoto Ikki, with fear running dry.

He didn’t have Zhang Xiaohao’s skills, nor his terrifying martial technique godly abilities.

He was just an ordinary Onmyoji, seeing hundreds of martial artists of the same rank charging at him, Yamamoto Ikki wanted to raise his hands in surrender, weakly shouting, "I’m wrong!"

Before he could react, countless blades fell upon him, blasting him into pieces, and even the ground where he originally stood was struck into a huge pit.

Zhang Xiaohao stopped his steps, stood still, coldly observing all this.

When the group of loose martial practitioners all stopped, Zhang Xiaohao amusingly said.

"The Wind God Leg and two thousand low-grade spirit stones are here with me, if you want them, come and get them!" Zhang Xiaohao said boldly and unmatched.

The surrounding loose martial practitioners looked at him in fear, then turned their gazes towards the others around them.

Suddenly, a cold gleam flashed, and an unprepared loose cultivator was cleaved from behind into halves by someone.

"I don’t want the Wind God Leg! I only want to get a spot in the top ten, then I’ll get a book of Heavenly Rank Martial Technique! Whoever dares to block me, I’ll kill them!"

With this guy leading, the remaining over a thousand loose martial practitioners completely went berserk.

Each of them frantically performing martial techniques in their hands, charged at one another.