"What? This is impossible! These are elite disciples of my Nether Pool Sword Sect, they can't just die like this!" Hei Wusha shouted in disbelief upon witnessing the scene.
"Indeed! Your so-called elite disciples are just trash in my eyes!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Buzz!!!
His foot struck the ground, and a domineering aura erupted from his body, suppressing the remaining thirty-plus disciples of the Nether Pool Sword Sect.
"Sky Flipping Seal!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
His right palm flipped, and a terrifying golden glow erupted from his palm.
In the sky, a golden palm print spun around, transforming into a gigantic palm print three feet wide.
A world-destroying pressure exploded from the golden palm print, domineeringly suppressing the remaining thirty-plus disciples of the Nether Pool Sword Sect.
"Hmph! You brat, you're too arrogant! Dare kill me, go to hell!"
