With a flick of his right hand, a golden flame appeared in his palm, exuding a terrifying heat.
"Go!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
In an instant, the World-purifying Heavenly Fire spun and fell directly onto the vehicles.
BOOM!!!
A mushroom cloud of fire soared into the sky, with fierce flames spreading rapidly in all directions.
The bodies and debris around were evaporated under the impact of this powerful heat wave.
Zhang Xiaohao beckoned with one hand, retrieving the World-purifying Heavenly Fire.
He glanced at Zhao Li'er, who had fainted in his arms, and smiled playfully.
"Hehe."
Swish!
With a tap of his foot, Zhang Xiaohao, executing the Twelve Heavenly Steps, disappeared into the night with the unconscious Zhao Li'er after a few flashes.
An hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao stopped at a five-star hotel in the suburbs, booked a presidential suite, and walked towards the room with the still-unconscious Zhao Li'er in his arms, under the envious gazes of those around.
