Zhang Xiaohao stopped five steps away from the greenish-blue small tree and sized it up.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance to act. Hurry up and make your move before I do!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
With his words falling, the surroundings became very quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Yet, the Netherworld King Poison Snake on the greenish-blue small tree didn't make a move.
"Not making a move, huh? Fine! Then don't make a move." Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
Feeling Zhang Xiaohao's impatience, just as Zhang Xiaohao was about to strike, the Netherworld King Poison Snake suddenly moved.
Whoosh!
The small body of the Netherworld King Poison Snake swiftly charged at Zhang Xiaohao with a gust of wind, the vermilion-black venom gathering on its tongue, aiming for Zhang Xiaohao.
"That's more like it!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.
