Mo Chong was a little panicked. The Sky-Breaking Sword cracked inch by inch, like a giant mountain pressing down on him. There were a lot of cracks in the bones of his legs.
"escape!"
At this moment, he only had one thought, to escape from here quickly, Liu Wuxie was too scary.
There was no solution to the sword attack. Mo Chong tried every means, but could not find any flaw in his sword technique.
His body quickly retreated and flew down the mountain, giving up resistance.
"Liu Wuxie, when I break through to the true elixir realm, I will definitely take your life!"
Who would have expected that the first disciple, the dignified seed disciple, was so frightened that he ran away before the battle was over, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
Zhao Enzhu and other mentors had a dark streak. After experiencing this, Mo Chong was no longer qualified to become a seed disciple.
"It's not that easy to leave!"
The evil blade slashed down suddenly, reaching its extreme speed, like a bolt of lightning, tearing apart Mo Chong's defense.
"laugh!"
The sword energy cut into Mo Chong's back. He staggered and ran forward several steps, leaving a foot-long gash on his back, dripping with blood.
With no time to treat his injuries, Mo Chong was so frightened that he ran out. A talented disciple was forced to do this.
The students watching the battle from a distance burst into laughter.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Chong ran back to his cave, and Liu Wuxie did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.
For him, Mo Chong was no longer worthy of being his opponent. He was scared to death. Even if he broke through to the true elixir realm, he would still be a loser.
The eleven students standing aside looked confused.
Senior Brother Mo Chong, whom they respected, turned out to be a coward. At the critical moment, he ran away first.
It was beyond everyone's expectations, including the instructors.
Mo Chong has always been ranked first among the seed disciples, and everyone respects him.
Today's scene subverted everyone's outlook.
Mo Chong ran away, and the eleven of them had no time to run out. A harmless smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips.
"Let's go!"
They dispersed in a rush, and the eleven people fled in several directions.
Liu Wuxie's vicious reputation has long been known throughout the imperial capital, and those who oppose him will not have a good end. If they leave too late, their cultivation will be destroyed by him.
"Leaving like this is so disrespectful of me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil blade transformed into eleven air waves, like meteors flying towards the moon.
"Ahhhh..."
A series of shrill screams came from their mouths. A thin wound appeared on each person's lower abdomen, their Dantian split open, and their true energy leaked out.
He didn't kill them either, he just destroyed their cultivation.
"Liu Wuxie, you must die a happy death!"
Instead of lying on the ground and wailing, it would be better to cut off their arms or legs, so as not to affect their cultivation.
Losing Dantian is equivalent to being useless. From now on, life will be worse than death.
Ignoring their cries, he closed the cave door and rushed towards Xu Lingxue's courtyard.
Half an hour later!
Standing outside the Xu Ling Xueyuan gate, strangely, the courtyard was a little deserted.
A female disciple in yellow clothes came over here. Liu Wuxie had seen her before, and Xu Lingxue kept calling her Junior Sister Yao.
"Are you looking for Senior Sister Xu?"
When the woman in yellow saw Liu Wuxie, she stopped, tilted her head and asked.

Chapter completed!