"Let you go? Do you think that's possible?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
Before Ye Man Niu could react, Zhang Xiaohao's hand squeezed fiercely, crushing his neck instantly. Filled with unwillingness, Ye Man Niu's eyes closed, becoming a cold corpse.
"Lady Mu, are you okay?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with concern.
"Thank you!" Xue'er responded excitedly.
"Wait here for me. I need to take care of the twenty or so archers around first!" Zhang Xiaohao said, his eyes turning cold.
"Mm! Be careful and make sure you stay safe! If things get out of hand, just leave quickly!" Xue'er insisted.
Zhang Xiaohao tapped the ground with one foot, and in a few flashes, he was on the roof.
While the twenty or so archers nearby hadn't reacted yet, Zhang Xiaohao formed a magic seal with his hands, casting metal magic as the surrounding nature's spiritual energy rapidly gathered towards him.
"Invisible Blade!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
