They collapsed onto the ground instantly, like kites whose strings had been cut.
Crimson blood streamed out from their facial features.
"I'm really curious, what gave you dogs and pigs the courage to act wildly before me?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
The index finger curled, executing the Yellow Spring Finger.
Powerful dark black finger forces shot out from the fingertips, bombarding the heads of these Disciples of Punishment Hall.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of heads exploding one after another erupted continuously.
In a moment, these elite disciples of the Punishment Hall had been slain by Zhang Xiaohao.
With an indifferent retraction of his fingers, Zhang Xiaohao did not even glance at them as he walked forward.
"Hall Master, this little brute Zhang Xiaohao is too arrogant, daring to offend you—just killing him like this is letting him off too easily."
"Yes, Hall Master! Such trash, even if more come, with your wise and invincible might, a mere fart could kill thousands!"
