Boom, boom, boom...
Barrages of wild attacks rained from the sky, striking down upon the group of devotees.
The violent attacks instantly overwhelmed them.
By the time the smoke cleared, a group of sixty-some devotees had all been massacred by Zhang Xiaohao in one encounter.
Even the ground had been leveled.
"Brother, you're cheating!" Black Dragon Saint pouted.
"Heh heh, next time I'll definitely let you take the lead!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
"Don't trick me!" Black Dragon Saint said.
"Mmm, I absolutely won't trick you!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
He continued forward with Black Dragon Saint and Murong Yu Yan.
The surrounding walls, under the impact of the destructive air currents just now, had been completely leveled.
Zhang Xiaohao and his two companions stepped into the inner courtyard.
Three elderly black men, on the verge of death, stood calmly in the courtyard, blending into the surroundings as if they were segments of deadwood.
