Whoosh!
With a light step, Zhang Xiaohao endured the immense pressure, and his body swiftly shot out. In just a few flickers, he had caught up with the masked man in black.
"What? This is impossible!" The masked man in black was shocked to see this scene.
"Heh." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
With another step, he dashed past him. The pressure of the Six Paths Step was as strong as a hundred Mount Tai. For anyone else, even if given Zhang Xiaohao's conditions, they would be forced to obediently lie on the ground, unable to move under this overwhelming pressure. But Zhang Xiaohao was the one facing it.
A mist of blood continuously shot out from Zhang Xiaohao's body. The originally three-meter-wide blood mist now expanded to six meters, with powerful blood energy surging crazily around him.
