Chapter 2263 - 2261: Huang Long

Chapter 2263: Chapter 2261: Huang Long

"What’s wrong with you?" Long Xian’er asked puzzledly.

"Nonsense! What do you think is wrong with me? Just used Great Divine Power and killed all of them, drained all the Spiritual Power from my body. Now, what do you think I should be doing?" Zhang Xiaohao said irritably.

"Hehehe —! I didn’t expect my timing was so perfect, just got here to witness such a spectacular battle! A youngster at the Peak of Divinity Transformation, managing to kill a hundred thousand True Spirits within a fraction of a second! Even though the highest cultivation among these True Spirits were just at Refining Void Peak, they weren’t easy to kill, yet you managed it! Seems I, Huang Long, came at the right time this time!" Suddenly, a wild laugh echoed between heaven and earth.

Next moment, a dirt-yellow True Dragon charged over with a yellow hurricane from afar within a flash, accurately landing a hundred steps away in front of Zhang Xiaohao and Long Xian’er.

Swoosh!

A flash of spiritual light, the yellow dragon transformed into a shriveled, indecent old man with shifty eyes, looking uncomfortable to everyone.

"Old thing, just you? It’s not that I look down on you, but someone like you, I can pinch to death with just a flick of my pinky!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

With the help of the mysterious lake water, his body’s Spiritual Power has completely recovered.

He protected Long Xian’er behind him, indicating that he had everything under control here.

"Humph! Little brat, aren’t you afraid of bragging and biting your tongue? Just a youngster at the Peak of Divinity Transformation, and you think of killing me, Huang Long? Dream on! Certainly, if you could use that terrifying Divine Skill again, I might not have any way against you. But since you have already used that terrifying skill! If I’m not mistaken, you can’t use it again in a short period! Besides, the consumption is very strong, your Spiritual Power must have been drained completely long ago! Standing here now must be purely on willpower, right? Still acting in front of me? Better know your limits!" Huang Long mocked with disdain.

"Even if the Spiritual Power is exhausted, killing you is as simple as slaughtering a dog! Someone like you, just a slight move of my finger can completely crush you! No need to deny it, I’m right here, dare you to come and try!" Zhang Xiaohao declared arrogantly.

With such arrogant flames, he didn’t regard Huang Long at all.

Just an Integration Middle Stage True Spirit, at most a bit stronger than ants, such trash actually dared to boast before him! Truly clueless.

"Presumptuous! Little brat, you are facing death yet still have hard lips! Hand over the Divine Skill you just used, along with all the artifacts and Poison Dragon Pill on you two, and I might give you a pleasant end! Otherwise, I’ll make you taste the bitterness worse than death!" Huang Long hissed menacingly.

"So that’s your intention! What a pity someone like you couldn’t master this powerful Divine Skill even if I taught you!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked sarcastically.

"Seeking death! Seems you won’t give up till the Yellow River, then you can die now!" Huang Long said murderously.

"Tsk tsk! Quite a big tone, you think Integration Middle Stage is strong? In my eyes, even worse than a dog! Not to mention you’re just Integration Middle Stage, even if you were an ancestor at Great Mahayana Extreme Realm, facing me is only a path to death! Your eyes seem doubtful, no problem, I’ll send you on your way now! Remember, the one who kills you is called War God, if King Yan asks how you died, tell him my name!" Zhang Xiaohao declared with overwhelming confidence.

"Hehehe —! You running out of Spiritual Power, yet dreaming of killing me? Dream on!" Huang Long mocked, unbothered.

"Old thing, who said I’m out of Spiritual Power? Open your dog eyes and watch carefully as I massacre you!" Zhang Xiaohao declared boldly.

Swoosh!

His body flashed, instantly disappearing from sight, merging into space.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao disappear, Huang Long’s face paled, the next moment, an overwhelming Divine Thought exploded from his body, sweeping around to locate Zhang Xiaohao, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find any trace of Zhang Xiaohao, as if Zhang Xiaohao never existed between heaven and earth.

Witnessing this, Huang Long was shocked, but with rich combat experience, growing from a Loose Cultivator to today’s stage, proved his skills.

Whew whew whew...

Next moment, countless defensive artifacts shot out from his body, firmly guarding him, tightly sealed, countless strong spiritual lights rippling from these defensive artifacts.

This wasn’t even all, he spat out a fiery red longsword, with a twist of his hands, he roared, "Fire Sea!"

As his voice fell, countless flames shot from the longsword in his hand, firmly guarding him, with him as the center, for hundreds of meters around, filled entirely by Flame Power, even without intentional movement, the terrifying flames burned furiously, under this horrifying Flame Power, even a Cultivator at Early-stage Integration wouldn’t dare come close.

"Humph! Little brat, since you won’t come out, I’ll begin by killing this filthy woman! I don’t believe you can stare as your beloved perishes before you!" Huang Long laughed triumphantly.

"Old thing, you deserve death! I declare you must die today!" Zhang Xiaohao’s cold voice echoed.

"Kill!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted low.

Holding the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his right hand, Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Five Qis Facing the Source, Magnificent Righteousness, and other Great Divine Powers blessed the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword, tyrannically slashing towards Huang Long.

With so many Great Divine Powers blessing it, where the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword swung, space emitted powerful shattering air sounds, giant air explosions, one after another, like unable to bear this immense pressure.

"Humph! Little brat, finally willing to come out! Die now!" Huang Long snorted coldly.

Before he could move, Zhang Xiaohao’s cold voice echoed yet again.

"Freeze!"

As Zhang Xiaohao’s voice fell, it seemed infused with some magical power, freezing Huang Long in place.