I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1974: Chapter 1973: One Sword

Seeing the massive faint golden fist aura, over a hundred feet large, with a terrifying momentum to suppress everything, fiercely crushing forward, Zhang Xiaohao finally moved.

Whoosh!!!

He raised his right hand effortlessly, the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his hand casually slashing forward, as a thousand-foot long black sword light burst from the sword’s body, domineeringly slashing at the golden fist aura.

Crack!

The indestructible faint golden fist aura was directly broken, and the thousand-foot long black sword light continued its momentum, slashing the body of this Tianyuan Puppet in half.

Swoosh!

After dealing with the Tianyuan Puppet, Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flashed, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of another Tianyuan Puppet, with the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his hand slashing forward once more.

The terrifying thousand-foot black sword light shot out from the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword, domineeringly slashing the remaining Tianyuan Puppet in half.

After finishing all this, Zhang Xiaohao turned around coldly, looking at Ju Tianbao who was already scared to the point of wetting himself on the ground.

Just as he was about to speak, he casually pointed with his left hand, a black fingertip light shooting out from between his fingers, blasting Ju Tianbao, even the Nascent Soul inside him did not escape.

After dealing with Ju Tianbao, Zhang Xiaohao cast a cold glance at the remaining cultivators from Jubao Building, his terrifying killing intent bursting from within, his right hand suddenly slapping forward.

A thousand-foot giant hand that covered the sky, as if plucking stars and seizing the moon, caught all the cultivators from Jubao Building in its grasp, under their terrified gaze, the five fingers suddenly clenched with a crack! Dominantly killing them, countless shattered bodies ceaselessly fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t even glance at the rubbish on the ground, his left hand grabbed, the Bi Mu Divine Eye on the ground, along with the storage bags that fell from Ju Tianbao’s body and the shattered bodies of the two Tianyuan Puppets were collected by him.

After doing all this, Zhang Xiaohao calmly said to himself, "Three breaths! Still twenty-seven breaths left!"

Swoosh!

Then, Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flickered, disappearing from the spot, and when he appeared again, he was already at Jubao Building’s headquarters.

At this moment, Jubao Building’s Ju Tianbao, along with the remaining Mahayana cultivator, had just finished packing and were preparing to flee, leaving even the family business accumulated by Jubao Building over the years behind, planning to escape Tianqing Giant City. But just as they appeared in the courtyard, a black figure silently appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Zhang Xiaohao coldly glanced at the two, then without uttering a word, waved the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his hand, slashing out two swift strikes.

Two thousand-foot terrifying sword lights, with overwhelming power, dominantly struck towards Ju Tianbao and the Mahayana cultivator.

Under the blockade of the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword, the two had barely moved before the black sword light descended, slicing them, including their Nascent Souls, into pieces.

After dealing with the two, Zhang Xiaohao reached with his left hand, collecting the Bi Mu Divine Eye and the storage bags that fell from their bodies.

"Still twenty-six breaths left!" Zhang Xiaohao pondered seriously to himself.

Turning his body, he coldly gazed in one direction, his lips curling into a playful smile, then he reversed his grip and slashed with his sword.

Gathering all of Zhang Xiaohao’s strength into one strike, a ten-thousand-foot black sword light erupted, with power capable of splitting heaven and earth, slashing towards the mid-Mahayana cultivator hiding in the shadows.

Seeing this, the mid-Mahayana cultivator hidden in the shadows was horrified, disregarding everything else, flipping his hand, a fiery red small mountain treasure, with a spin in the air, transformed into a massive two-thousand-foot mountain peak, blocking in front of him, the vast Spiritual Power fortified within the massive mountain peak.

Bang!!!

A thunderous sound resonated, and the giant two-thousand-foot mountain peak, along with the mid-Mahayana old monster within it, their body like a meteor, rapidly retreated backwards, disappearing amongst the flickering lights, no one knowing where Zhang Xiaohao’s sword struck them...

Taking out a purple gourd, Zhang Xiaohao poured and consumed three drops of Spirit Stone Essence, replenishing the Spiritual Power that was initially depleted.

"Twenty-five breaths left!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

As he finished speaking, the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his hand vanished, six giant hands that covered the sky grasped fiercely towards Jubao Building’s direction.

Crack! Crack! Crack!!!

Jubao Building’s headquarters, all the cultivators, under Zhang Xiaohao’s terrifying strike, were all slain.

"Come!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.

With six hands grabbing at once, countless treasures, storage bags, and Bi Mu Divine Eye flew from the ground towards him, and he stored them in the Shennong Ring.

Then with a flick of his body, he appeared at one of Jubao Building’s branches, when the opponent still had not reacted, using thunderous means to suppress them, not giving them a chance to resist, brutally slaying them all.

After resolving them, Zhang Xiaohao collected everything and rushed towards the next branch of Jubao Building.

In a flash, twenty-six breaths had passed, leaving only four breaths to thirty seconds.

At this moment, many massive auras rose from the direction of the City Lord Mansion, and the mid-Mahayana old monster who was struck by Zhang Xiaohao’s sword earlier also shot over from the horizon, their massive aura enveloping Zhang Xiaohao in a frenzy.

"Still not enough! If only I had the cultivation of the Mahayana Realm, with that slash earlier, he would already be dead!" Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.

Shaking his head, seeing the massive auras about to charge over.

In the next moment, his body directly slipped into space.

Three breaths later, when Zhang Xiaohao reappeared, he was already in the courtyard of the three sisters of the Qing family, sitting in the pavilion, clothed in white, with six exquisite dishes and a jar of exquisite Spiritual Wine arranged on the stone table, savoring it lightly.

Thump! Thump! Thump!!!

At this moment, two urgent footsteps suddenly sounded from outside, as Qingyi Hong quickly rushed in from outside with Xue Shou.

"Ah! Sir, why are your clothes white again?" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s appearance, Qingyi Hong exclaimed in shock.

"My clothing has always been white! Is there anything wrong with it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked in confusion.

"Ah! Sir, the one who acted just now wasn’t you!" Qingyi Hong instinctively shouted.