"Since young brother, you have such courage! Then I, Yang Mo, will risk my life to accompany the gentleman, and together with young brother, slaughter this group of beasts!" Yang Mo said murderously.
"Dealing with a bunch of trash, do I need you, Elder Mo, to take action? I trouble you, Elder Mo, to stand by and create a distraction for me while I go to slaughter this bunch of trash!" Zhang Xiaohao said with unmatched dominance.
After speaking, before Yang Mo could react.
Swish!
He tapped his foot on the ground, executing the Wind God Leg, swirling up a golden hurricane.
"Storm and gust!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.
As his words fell, a ten-foot tall golden hurricane rose between his legs.
Only to see it spread out from him as the center, the golden hurricane swept in all directions.
The violent force emanated from the golden hurricane, enclosing all the eighty to ninety martial arts experts who charged forward.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao huffed coldly.
