() "You really think highly of me, Liu Xia. However, I, Liu Xia, will not kill unknown people. I will tell you your name. If you die, I will know who to burn the paper for, right?"

Liu Xia stroked Tianquan's blood-red sword blade and asked with a smile.

"Haha, you can't escape today even if you have wings, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. I am the eldest grandson of Elder Haoyue, Yunrui, under the Holy Sect's Lei Mu Hall."

The grandmaster standing at the front of the crowd said disdainfully.

Liu Xia raised his head and glanced at him.

This eldest son, Yunrui, is very old. His sword-shaped eyebrows slant into his grey-white temples. His face is resolute and has a weathered look, and he looks very powerful when he looks at him.

Standing there, it is like a mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression comes from the aura of the martial arts master.

The aura of a grandmaster level has been upgraded to another level compared to that of an ordinary martial artist.

Under the influence of true energy, the aura becomes invisible, but it moves like wind and thunder, and its power rises to a higher level.

"Oh, Changsun Yunrui. There is only one thing I don't understand, and I want to ask you for advice. Why do you want to kill me?"

Although Liu Xia faced such a powerful enemy, he did not show any fear. He raised his head and asked curiously.

"You will know this problem when you go to hell. Do it!!"

At that moment, Changsun Yunrui waved his hand, and those spiritual cultivators hiding behind the martial cultivators took action instantly.

"Haha, good time!!"

"Boom"

There was a loud noise, and an overwhelming amount of spiritual power hit him directly where he was just now.

In an instant, the ground collapsed, forming a huge pit.

Cracks like spider webs spread endlessly around.

Rolling dust filled the surroundings, and a shock wave spread out in an instant, causing ripples in the air. For a while, the smoke and dust billowed, covering the sky and the sun.

Everyone around them stepped back, and couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.

At such a close distance, if more than a dozen spiritual cultivators attack together, even a master will be injured, let alone a Liu Xia?

Although it was heard that Zhe Tian was injured by Liu Xia, that was just a rumor.

They didn't see it with their own eyes, so they just thought it was rumored.

But at this moment, a flash of blood suddenly flashed in the rolling dust.

"ah!"

A scream suddenly pierced the sky.

Immediately, with the flash of blood, the screams of seven or eight students suddenly sounded.

"That kid is still alive, kill him!"

At that moment, the martial arts cultivators around him rushed into the smoke crazily.

Only two muffled sounds were heard in the rolling dust, and the first two people who rushed in fell out of the dust like kites with broken strings.

"Soul Burning Technique!"

"Purple Flame Extermination Technique!!"

At that moment, Ling Xiu, who was standing outside, noticed the bloody light of Tianquan in Liu Xia's hand. He turned over his fingerprints and smashed them into the dust.

moment.

A golden flame and a purple flame, like two entangled dragons, opened a ravine on the ground and crashed towards the evil bloody light.

"Boom"

There were two loud noises in succession, and at that moment, two flames exploded, and spiritual power overflowed.

But at this moment, two huge swords instantly burst out from the dust in the sky.

One red, one green, dragging a gorgeous flame tail, instantly pierced the chests of the two spiritual cultivators.

Accompanied by two screams, the two spiritual cultivators were splattered with blood on the spot.

At this moment, Tianquan and Cangsheng did not stop, as if someone was manipulating them, they headed directly towards Lingxiu who was far away.

Before Lingxiu became a master, how could he withstand the power of these two giant swords if his body was weak?

"Ahhhhh!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of screams came and went.

Those spiritual practitioners didn't even have a chance to escape, and they turned into corpses in the blink of an eye.

Tianquan and the common people are like the hands of death, easily harvesting all those spiritual lives.

Watching those spiritual cultivators die one by one, the martial cultivators rushed towards the rolling dust like crazy.

Liu Xia, who was in the dust, controlled Tianquan and the people, relying on his body skills to dodge and move around.

When more and more people surrounded him, Liu Xia suddenly stopped.

Just when the people around him were about to attack, the power of heaven returned to his hands.

"Tianquan Sword Intent!"

Following Liu Xia's roar, Tianquan's blood surged instantly.

Liu Xia jumped backwards, rolled his hands and made fingerprints and shouted angrily: "Suppress!"

Immediately, all the martial arts cultivators who were chasing Liu Xia were frozen in place in the billowing dust.

Everyone looked shocked and dumbfounded.

"break!"

"boom"

A loud, earth-shaking sound rushed into the sky.

In an instant, blood burst out, and the rolling spiritual power suddenly shrank, reaching its limit.

Exploded instantly.

A bloody mushroom cloud rises slowly.

A huge shock wave spread suddenly.

The thousand-year-old stone slabs on the ground were blown away in an instant, the ground collapsed, and dust was scattered.

There was an explosion, followed by screams.

Among the more than thirty people who besieged Liu Xia, those with lower cultivation levels were directly annihilated by the vast spiritual power.

Those with higher cultivation levels fell out like kites with broken strings, all of them were in a miserable state, vomiting blood.

The brief but fierce confrontation lasted less than ten minutes, but the casualties were extremely heavy.

The stunned Hidden Dragon Holy Cult members all showed expressions of astonishment.

When the billowing dust was carried away by the howling north wind, everyone saw Liu Xia appearing fifty meters away from them.

At this moment, Liu Xia's handsome face was as dark as water, and no trace of joy or anger could be seen.

However, a surge of murderous intent made all of them shudder.

The two giant swords in his hands gave off a faint luster.

The flames on the sword made a hissing sound in the quiet night.

"What a pervert!!"

"His, is he really just a second-level martial artist? How come I don't think so?"

"Yes, did he really defeat Zhe Tian?"

At that moment, a sense of fear spread among the crowd.

Today, the ground is full of potholes and pits, including two huge, deep pits, which are shocking.

More than twenty injured martial arts cultivators were lying on the ground groaning. Everyone who saw this scene felt a little depressed.

After all, Liu Xia is only one person, but his combat power exceeds every one of them's imagination!

"Haha, I thought your Hidden Dragon Holy Cult was very capable, but now I see, it's nothing more than that. Tonight, for all of you here, I won't let any of you go back alive!"

Liu Xia looked at the crowd in the distance with her deep eyes and shouted loudly.

His tone was calm and he didn't take them seriously at all.

There was no expression on Changsun Yunrui's resolute face.

Looking at Liu Xia's eyes was like looking at a dead person.

"Liu Xia, I appreciate your arrogance. After the fierce battle just now, how much spiritual power do you still have?"

The eldest grandson Yunrui has lived to this age and pointed out the key point in one sentence.
To be continued...