Wang Feng, carrying Jiang Hanxi who was tightly holding him, caught up with Xiao Haofei's departing figure and shouted out loud.
The right hand, imbued with chaotic immortal power and golden divine soul light, stretched fiercely towards the sky and finally slapped down hard on Xiao Hao's left cheek!
*Smack!*
"Aww! Ah!!!"
With this full-force slap, Xiao Hao crashed into the city like a shooting star!
As Xiao Hao's demonic energy was being violently drained from his body in mid-air, his eyes gradually cleared, no longer appearing completely black.
Bang!!!
Amidst the astonished gazes of countless cultivators, Xiao Hao's body slammed into the ground, sending up a cloud of dust within the city.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become an immortal on the spot. Fellow Daoist, I hope you have come to your senses."
Wang Feng clasped his hands together, while Jiang Hanxi, with her beautiful hair flowing in the wind like a fairy, slowly descended from the sky towards the spot where Xiao Hao was lying.
"Are you awake now?"
Wang Feng casually pinched Jiang Hanxi's thigh while holding her, and then questioned Xiao Hao, who was lying on the ground barely alive.
Xiao Hao's once clear eyes were now bloodshot as he stared intently at the sky, his chest heaving as he breathed heavily.
"It seems you're still not awake, my wife. Please get down here for a moment, and I'll try to wake him up again."
Wang Feng patted Jiang Hanxi's bottom, signaling her to get down first.
Jiang Hanxi trembled slightly when Wang Feng patted her. She bit her lower lip and slowly lowered her foot to get down from behind him.
"Here comes the little flying palm strike!"
Wang Feng raised his right hand to the sky with all his might, letting out a strange shout.
Under Xiao Hao's horrified gaze, Wang Feng was about to strike his already swollen left cheek with his right palm!
"Qing! He's awake!!"
"puff!!"
Xiao Hao was so frightened that he mustered all his strength to shout, and then he could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Whoosh!!
A strong gust of wind swept across Xiao Hao's cheek, and Wang Feng's right hand was only 0.000001 meters away from his right cheek!
Just a hair's breadth away, that divine slap could have killed Xiao Hao on the spot...
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