"You, what are you trying to do?" The masked man asked in horror, seeing Zhang Xiaohao's movements.
Whoosh!
Zhang Xiaohao directly ignored him, his figure flashed, and he was already in front of him, his right hand striking like lightning on the man's head.
Black rays of light spread from his palm, madly swirling into the man's head.
"Ah..." Screams like those of a pig being slaughtered continuously emitted from his mouth.
The masked man's face twisted with pain, his body trembling violently, looking as if he was going through the most agonizing pain in the world.
After a few seconds, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his hand indifferently.
Bam!!!
Just as he withdrew his hand, the masked man fell to the ground, dead or alive unknown!
Zhang Xiaohao didn't even spare him a glance, his eyes flashed coldly.
