At that moment, the Demon Mask Man flipped his palm and took out a blood-red spear from the storage bag at his waist. As soon as the blood-red spear appeared, a terrifying aura of the underworld emanated from it.
"You little brat, since you are stubborn and unruly, go to hell!!!" the Demon Mask Man roared.
His two hands clutched the blood-red spear, a fierce killing move was unleashed, and the spear lunged fiercely toward Zhang Xiaohao.
"A dog's desperate struggle? Too bad it's useless!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
Even though the opponent was a Mahayana Old Monster, with his cultivation and divine thought suppressed, Zhang Xiaohao really didn't take him seriously.
"Break!!!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
The Sea Serpent Spirit Fork in his hand, carrying a ferocious power, fiercely smashed forward.
Clang!!!
The collision emitted the sound of metal striking, and the Mahayana Old Monster was directly shaken back three steps by Zhang Xiaohao's all-out strike.
