Woo ......

I saw Zhang Xiaohao's two black palms, like the king of Hades.

Anyone who was caught by him was directly and rudely torn in half.

Ten couldn't breathe, and the more than 100 scattered cultivators who rushed up were all torn into pieces under Zhang Xiaohao's domineering fight, their bodies shattered in half, and they fell to the ground.

"Little devils, now it's your turn. Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"The Great Emperor's Heavenly Fist!"

With a flip of his right fist, a huge phantom of the Great Emperor condensed from behind him, and the golden light flashed, with the domineering power that suppressed everything, and bombarded towards Yamamoto Kazuki.

"Hmph, the old man admits that you have some strength, but if you want to use this means, you want to suppress the old man, and you are not qualified enough!"

"Waterspouts are maelstrom!" Yamamoto yelled.

The palms of the two hands slapped suddenly, the violent true qi exploded in the body, and a three-foot-large water dragon vortex appeared in his palm, and with a flick of one hand, he saw the waterspout whirlpool, dripping and turning, directly transforming into a ten-meter-large giant tornado whirlpool.

Sharp water blades jumped in the tornado whirlpool, with the domineering power of strangling everything, towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Break it for me!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

The right fist bombarded domineeringly, and the golden fist hit the waterspout whirlpool, just a photo, and the waterspout whirlpool was broken.

The golden fist, castration unabated, domineering towards Yamamoto Kazuki blasted over.

"Hmph, the old man admits that you have some means, but if you want to rely on this ability, you want to kill the old man, you think too much. Kazuki Yamamoto said arrogantly.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao's golden fist was getting closer and closer, the two dry palms grabbed out like lightning, grabbed the four little devils around him, and smashed towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Click......

Four corpses were broken in a row, and just a few faces, these four little devils were bombarded and killed by Zhang Xiaohao.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kazuki Yamamoto, a little under his feet, hid in the crowd.

"What are you guys doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and give it to the old man! Rush up to the old man and kill them!" Yamamoto Kazuki roared with a hideous face.

As his words fell, he brought more than a hundred little devils.

One by one, they roared: "Kill!"

At that moment, holding a katana, he used his ninjutsu and rushed towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Do you want to die? I'll send you down to report!" Zhang Xiaohao said murderously.

The palms of both hands rolled at the same time, and two huge golden palm prints erupted from the palms.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

As his words fell, the terrifying golden palm prints, the aura flew, domineeringly suppressed on this group of little devils who rushed up.

Rumble!

Two huge slap prints appeared on the ground.

These dozens of little devils who rushed up have been bombarded and killed just by taking a look.

The rest of the little devils were stunned, and when they saw this scene, they were stunned on the spot in disbelief.

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

"I'll break it all!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

Two black palms stretched out suddenly, grabbed the bodies of these little devils, one in each hand, and simply and rudely tore them in half and threw them on the ground.

Three minutes later.

More than a hundred little devils, from head to toe, were all torn in half by Zhang Xiaohao, and countless stumps were scattered on the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his gaze from the ground, indifferently glanced at the frightened loose cultivators around him, and finally his gaze fell on Yamamoto Kazuki.

"Ahh

"You're a lowly dog! It's only right for your master to kill a dog! Old dog, now it's your turn. Zhang Xiaohao said murderously.

A little under his feet, he stepped on twelve steps to the sky and quickly rushed up.

"Hmph, there are only five of you, and there are countless strong people here, and you alone still want to kill the old man?" is simply ridiculous!" Yamamoto Kazuki said disdainfully.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao getting closer and closer, the fear in Yamamoto Kazuki's eyes flashed.

"Let's go up together, don't retreat, kill this little rabbit cub, the wind god legs and two thousand lower grade spirit stones on his body are ours!" Yamamoto Kazuki said bewildermently again.

Hearing his words, the scattered cultivators around him subconsciously glanced at Zhang Xiaohao, recalling the scene Zhang Xiaohao had just now, as if a demon god had descended to earth, killing people was as simple as cutting melons, and glanced at Yamamoto Kazuki again, he was just a loner now.

"You are a dead little devil, you dare to come to our Huaxia to spread wilderness and die for Lao Tzu!" A martial artist in the late stage of the Void Realm suddenly roared angrily, and at the moment, he held the cyan long knife in his hand, and rushed over with Yamamoto Ichiki.

"Kill this hateful little devil! Let him taste the power of my Great Huaxia!"

"Kill!"

Someone took the lead, and the remaining group of loose cultivators quickly reacted.

At the moment, a group of hundreds of people, playing with their martial arts, rushed towards Yamamoto Kazuki to kill.

"Ahh

He doesn't have Zhang Xiaohao's ability, let alone Zhang Xiaohao's terrifying martial arts.

He was just an ordinary onmyoji, and when he saw hundreds of martial artists of the same rank killed, Yamamoto Kazuki wanted to raise his hands and surrender, and shouted weakly, I was wrong!

Before he could react, countless sword lights had already fallen on his body, blasting him into pieces, and even the ground where he was originally standing was blasted out of a huge hole.

Zhang Xiaohao stopped, stood in place, and looked at all this indifferently.

When a group of loose cultivators all stopped, Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"Fengshen legs and two thousand lower-grade spirit stones are all here, come and get what you want!" Zhang Xiaohao said domineeringly.

The scattered cultivators around him glanced at him in horror, and then looked at the others around him.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a loose cultivator was caught off guard, and was split in half directly from behind.

"I don't want the Wind God Legs anymore! As long as I get a place in the top ten, I can get a Heavenly Rank Martial Skill! Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill whoever I want!"

With this guy taking the lead, the remaining more than a thousand scattered martial artists completely broke out at the moment.

One by one, they desperately displayed the martial arts in their hands and killed each other.

(End of chapter)