Huang Long stared at Zhang Xiaohao in disbelief. He actually got pinned down just like that.
The next moment, Huang Long tried to fight back, frantically circulating his Spiritual Power, trying to blast apart this strange force on his body. This was something even an old ancestor at Great Mahayana Extreme Realm couldn't accomplish within the first three seconds, let alone him, a mere Huang Long with only Integration Middle Stage cultivation—how could he possibly do it?
"Slash!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a cold snort.
The Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his hand shot out a terrifying pressure, descending from the sky, domineeringly hacking down on Huang Long's head. From his head, the sword cleaved all the way down, chopping every defensive artifact on his body cleanly in half.
Then the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword's momentum did not lessen. It hacked down tyrannically from the top of his head, forcibly splitting him into two. The shattered corpse scattered onto the ground.
