C26

Following Huang Dong's line of sight, everyone saw the Five-Colored Desiccated Cattle lying on the ground, and greed instantly appeared on their faces.

"Didn't this little brat hear what Young Noble Huang said? Do you really want me to beat you up and make you retreat? "

Zhu Xing, who was following behind, did not even answer as he jumped onto the Soul Beast's mountainous body and sat down, stretching his hand out to make any casual movements.

Huang Dong stood there with a gloomy face that could squeeze out water. Whoever dared to disobey him had never had a good ending, so he forcefully squeezed out a word: "Die."

He no longer looked at Luo Hao. He was just a dead man.

Of course he would do it within his capabilities. With his strength at the seventh level of the Sixth level of Soul Nurturing Stage, it was natural that he would be able to deal with Luo Hao. "Kneel over there and kowtow three hundred times, maybe Young Master Huang can spare your pathetic life."

"Whose dog is farting here? How unbearably smelly."

"You're courting death!"

Just a moment ago, he had been beaming with a smile, but now his face had turned into that of a pig's.

He thought that Zhu Xing was born into a noble family, and the reason he fawned over Huang Dong was only because he coveted the other party's younger sister. Yet, right now, he was being called as the other party's dog in front of everyone, how could he not be angry from embarrassment?

"Very well, you have succeeded in enraging me. "Next, I will let you know what it feels like to be a soul devourer of ten thousand ants!"

Soul Devourer of Myriad Ants?

They had not tasted the Soul Devouring Taste of the Ten Thousand Ants before, nor did they want to taste it. Following Huang Dong, they had personally witnessed the people who were being tortured by the Soul Devouring Taste of the Ten Thousand Ants to let out miserable cries, and the needle-like wounds on their bodies gradually increased from few to many, eventually covering their entire bodies. Blood flowed out of the tiny holes on their bodies, and died from blood loss.

"If you have any tricks up your sleeve, then hurry up and take them out. I still have some business to attend to."

Luo Jie said impatiently, the reason why these people wanted to cause trouble for him, was naturally because of the Five-Colored Desiccated Cattle. With the first batch, there would be a second batch, and he could handle these people, but the next batch might not be enough.

"Since you wish to court death, this young master will grant your wish."

Zhu Xing's face darkened. With a thought, the aura on his body rapidly rose, and behind him appeared countless of others. It was the Soul Devouring Ant that Zhu Xing had awakened.

Luo Hao knew that this kind of martial spirit was extremely rare and poisonous. It was said that the person who was struck would lose all his blood and die from the ravages of ten thousand ants in his body, if he was able to break through his opponent's defense.

Devouring Palm!

Zhu Xing waited until his strength had reached its peak before he roared and pounced towards Luo Hao.

The palm of his hand seemed to have millions of thin mouths that bared their fangs and brandished their claws, preparing to swallow Luo Hao's flesh and blood clean.

Regardless of what palm it was, under the suppression of absolute strength, it would still reveal its true form, making it untouchable.

Since you want to devour his soul energy, then I'll let you have a taste of Gong Wan Huo Burning Body. Luo Hao did not stand up, but circulated his martial arts and struck out with his palm very casually while sitting there.

Towards Luo Hao's contempt, although Zhu Xing was angry, he could only pretend that he did not see it. The result was the most serious, and also the ability to appreciate others crying in front of him, any hatred or being looked down upon, could all be recovered. Strength was the way of the king.

The two attacks quickly collided under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, someone flew out while screaming. It was the fully confident Zhu Xing.

Seven strikes against six, one blow wounded.

Everyone was stupefied. They felt as if they were in the clouds. It was extremely unreal, but the miserable cries they heard made them have no choice but to accept the reality in front of them.

When they saw Zhu Xing's appearance, everyone gasped.

At the moment, Zhu Xing's appearance could only be described with one word: hair, eyebrows, and face. His face was charred yellow, and it was hard to see his original appearance, his clothes seemed to have been deliberately cut out by someone else, strips after strips, were still emitting green smoke, many places were missing, and his bones were exposed, revealing the insides of his body.

His entire being was like an evil spirit that crawled out from hell, his miserable state was not one bit inferior to the person who died from Zhu Xing's soul devouring, could it be that this was retribution?

This thought suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.

"Trash."

Huang Dong scolded, he ignored Zhu Xing who was on the ground breathing heavily, and started to rush towards him.

Among this group, other than him, Zhu Xing had the highest cultivation realm. If Zhu Xing lost, the rest would only be sending themselves to their deaths, and their life and death Huang Dong could ignore all of them, but they were all dead.

"Kid, tell me what kind of death you want, and I'll grant you that wish."

At this moment, Huang Dong looked like a different person, his face broke into a smile. This smile stemmed from his absolute confidence, a confidence that allowed him to take control of everything, something that a superior should have.

He, Huang Dong, was the strong candidate to be the next Patriarch. He had to cultivate this kind of material, in order to be able to become the Clan Master in the future and have more prestige.

Luo Hao pointed to Zhu Xing who was lying on the ground and said, "Really? "Don't compare me to a piece of trash like that."

To Luo Dong, Zhu Xing's defeat was only an accident, and the most likely outcome would be Zhu Xing's contempt. However, defeat was defeat, and he had even lost his life.

He, Luo Dong, would not make such a mistake.

Luo Hao jumped down from the Five-Colored Desiccated Cattle and landed on the ground. Luo Dong's strength was at the peak of the seventh stage of the soul nourishing stage, so those who were surrounded by people should be disciples who came from some force and had treasures to protect themselves. With this added up, his combat power could reach the eighth stage, which made him a formidable opponent.

He raised his arms and the power within his body quickly gathered in his palms. There was a faint sizzling sound of lightning.

In this battle, Luo Hao was prepared to use Rushing Thunder Palm.

It was as fast as lightning, capable of destroying everything.

"Young Master Huang, if you attack, this guy has no chance of escaping."

"Of course, I don't know where this kid came from. To Young Master Huang, it's not just a matter of a few moves, but a single move."

No wonder they acted in such a way. Luo Dong had never failed before, regardless of whether the opponent was strong or weak, they were all beaten to the ground in the end. In Luo Dong's dictionary, there was no such thing as failure.

Rushing Thunder Palm!

Luo Hao's martial skill.

It was a thrilling experience, one that did not need to fight first.

Huang Dong's martial skill.

The two of them attacked at the same time, stirring up the air and making cracking noises that sounded like green beans being fried. Broken branches and fallen leaves fluttered in the air.

Peng!

The palm and the fist collided, creating a deafening sound.

Whoosh, whoosh. Both parties had to retreat a dozen steps before they managed to stabilize themselves.

The first exchange was evenly matched!

Luo Hao had used seventy percent of his power, so he was quite satisfied with the outcome.

On the other hand, Huang Dong's face did not look good, the attitude and demeanor that he had displayed a moment ago was clearly seen by his followers behind him. To him, a draw was a loss, that Huang Dong could not accept.

But in his heart, he knew that it wasn't wrong for Zhu Xing to lose. In that palm strike earlier, he had used eighty percent of his strength, but in the end, no one had gotten the upper hand.

He couldn't hold back any longer. He had to finish the fight within the countdown. Otherwise, even if he won, he wouldn't be able to save face.

Thinking about that, Huang Dong no longer hesitated, both of his palms formed into a fist, his Qi soaring further, and with a stomp, he was already in the air, flying down towards Luo Hao.

Dragon Tiger Fist, a high grade Profound Rank martial skill that was comparable to an Earth Stage Mid Rank martial skill, was extremely formidable.

"Once this fist is unleashed, victory and defeat can be determined."

Luo Dong's lackey concluded.

A dragon and a tiger appeared on his fist, roaring like a dragon and roaring like a tiger. Their momentum was terrifying.

The fist had not even arrived, but it had already begun to show its strength. The gale became even stronger, sweeping towards Luo Hao, causing him to feel pain on his face, if he was hit directly, and his strength was weaker than Luo Dong, he would at least be severely injured even if he died.

Heaven-shaking and Earth-shattering!

Luo Hao had already used ninety percent of his strength, yet his palm turned into a fist and punched out.

Heaven-shaking and Earth-shattering was still the last move of the Rushing Thunder Palm Art, and it was also the most powerful.

The two attacks collided with a loud bang in the air, causing an even louder sound to ring out. Dust was swept up into the air, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

Luo Dong's lackey was currently looking angrily at the dusty battlefield when a figure suddenly flew over, causing them to be unable to dodge in time. The naked eye bumped into it, and it fell onto the ground like a stack of arhats.

"Young Master Huang, you."

The person being suppressed had a face of shock when he saw that the one who was being pressed down was actually Huang Dong.

"Shut up."

Huang Dong bellowed.

That person was very clever, and immediately fell silent. However, he did not shut his mouth on his own, but rather had been heavily injured by the furious and embarrassed Huang Dong's palm strike. How could he still have the ability to speak?

If it wasn't for the protection of his golden vest, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the impact, but even so, he had suffered serious internal injuries.

He, Huang Dong, had the Golden Threaded Armor, but that was not true for Luo Hao. His injuries were definitely more severe than's, maybe he already fell to the ground, not thinking about it.

Thinking about that, Huang Dong looked in another direction.

Luo Hao was feeling terrible right now, his hands were sore, blood was flowing out from the cracks in his hands, and there were many wounds on his body. His flesh was turned upside down, but his internal organs were not injured.

"Luo Jie, are you alright?"

Liu Fei rushed over from afar. Seeing that Luo Hao's wounds were still bleeding, her expression was worried, and tore off her shirt's edge, revealing the skin at her waist.

"His skin is so white."

Luo Hao's eyes lit up.

Liu Fei rolled her eyes at Luo Hao, but didn't stop him. She took Luo Hao's other hand, which was injured, and started to bandage him up.

Suddenly, his body stiffened and he started trembling. His face was so red that it seemed as if blood would drip out at any moment.