"Hmph! Zhang Xiaohao, do you still think you can escape in front of the hall master? It's nothing but a fool's dream! Chase him!" Vice Hall Master Yi snorted coldly.
With a slight tap of his foot, he used his movement technique and was the first to chase after Zhang Xiaohao.
Under his leadership, a group of disciples from the Chen Martial Arts Hall, one by one, followed with their movement techniques, pursuing Zhang Xiaohao to kill him.
After about fifteen minutes.
With Zhang Xiaohao deliberately controlling his speed, the group of disciples from the Chen Martial Arts Hall closely followed right behind him.
"Hmph! Let you live a moment longer, soon it will be the end of you!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
With a tap of his foot, he leaped through the air and came to a stop by the small river from before.
A small hill over four meters tall stood there.
Underneath the hill, the senior brother of the Chen Martial Arts Hall and others were buried.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
