Even though the burly monk was well-informed, he couldn't think of anything powerful about a needle.
Just as he was stunned for a moment, a majestic force came from the thin needle and impacted hard on the sword's edge.
There was a loud "click" sound, and the giant sword in the hand of the burly monk whined, and even broke inch by inch.
The ox-hair thin needle was so overbearing, destroying the burly monk's famous flying sword with one blow! But the power of the thin needle was more than that. After shattering the flying sword, before the burly monk could react, another powerful force burst out.
This force was so strong and fast that the burly monk could not resist it, so he was knocked away fiercely.
The burly monk's internal organs are almost all out of place, but he is born with supernatural power and his muscular body is not inferior to that of zombies.
Under the heavy blow, the burly monk still struggled and jumped up, ready to fight again.
But before he could stand still, a vicious force approached him again and touched his chest gently.
The force rushed in, shattering his body-protecting spiritual power in an instant, and then breaking his sternum. The burly monk let out a scream, and his figure suddenly fell down.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. Before the monks from the Sword Sect could see clearly what was happening, the two great swordsmen had all fallen.
On the contrary, everyone thought that Li Xuan, whose body was broken into pieces, was standing safe and sound, with that dull dead face still expressionless, but no one dared to look down on him anymore.
Under everyone's disbelieving gazes, Li Xuan lightly moved his hand, and Gu Youyou's figure flew out of the sword light that had not yet dissipated.
Her body fell limply into Li Xuan's arms, her pretty face was red from suppressing it, but she couldn't move no matter what.
Everyone was stunned, as if they were clay and wood sculptures.
No one could imagine Li Xuan's desperate comeback, and it was so wonderful and beautiful that it was devastating! Especially the Mian swordsman and the burly monk lying on the ground, their personal feelings were even more real.
I thought that Li Xuan was just a Nascent Soul cultivator and could easily win with their cultivation.
Unexpectedly, Li Xuan pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, but beat them until they couldn't get up.
The reversal of this role was too fast, and the psychological blow to them was even more severe than the physical damage.
The burly monk struggled to sit up, stared at Li Xuan and said painfully: "What kind of cultivation level are you...?"
Li Xuan naturally did not answer, but said coldly: "How can a defeated general have so many questions?"
The burly monk laughed miserably, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Li Xuan is right. In the world of monks, victory is allowed but defeat is not allowed. Since he has lost, he has no right to ask questions.
Ignoring the burly monk, Li Xuan looked at Gu Youyou in his arms.
This beautiful girl's body is soft and exudes a fresh fragrance. She is indeed a pampered and proud girl. I'm afraid the bath water is filled with flower petals.
Her skin is also extremely white, and the places where her arms touch are warm and smooth. If her body hadn't been trembling slightly because of fear, it would be a pleasure to hold such a beauty in her arms.
Li Xuan looked at the remaining monks again. Time was running out and he had to get rid of these people in front of him as soon as possible.
All eyes are focused on Li Xuan.
Whether it was the Mian Swordsman, the burly monk, or other sword cultivators from the Famous Sword Sect, everyone looked at him with awe and fear in their eyes.
It was as if Li Xuan suddenly turned into a life-threatening sword, and everyone was in danger! Several swordsmen who were closer to Li Xuan carefully moved back, although they also felt that doing so was in vain, at least
It can give you some psychological comfort.
"What exactly are you going to do?
Do you really want to be an enemy of the Mingjian Sect?"
After spitting out the bloody foam in his mouth, Mian Swordsman reluctantly got up and said.
Li Xuan smiled coldly: "It seems that Guizong came to me first, rather than me taking the initiative to become an enemy of Guizong.
Just now when I was fighting for fish and meat and you were fighting for knives, no one asked me if I was an enemy.
Now that the positions have been exchanged, why does Guizong plan to be reasonable?"
These words relieved his anger, exposing Mian Swordsman's shame without politeness.
Mian Swordsman's pale face from blood loss became as white as a piece of paper, and it was difficult to deal with it for a while.
Li Xuan stretched out a finger and gently ran it around Gu Youyou's neck.
It was the first time in Gu Youyou's life to be held in such a close embrace and lightly touched by a man of the opposite sex, and she couldn't help but feel itchy and unbearable.
But she didn't dare to move, especially when Li Xuan's fingers stopped near the artery in her neck. Gu Youyou didn't dare to take a breath, and she was so scared that she almost cried.
This unscrupulous action made both the swordsman and the burly monk widen their eyes, and the atmosphere around them solidified into a ball of porridge.
Everyone is guessing Li Xuan's next move, but it's hard to come up with an answer.
In their minds, Li Xuan is simply a desperado who doesn't act according to common sense! What's more, now Li Xuan is the kitchen knife and they are the fish! Their lives are in Li Xuan's hands, let them live as long as they live.
Let them die! This is the first time that the sword cultivators of the famous sword sect have tasted this feeling of being slaughtered by others. Only they themselves know the ups and downs of it.
Li Xuan's eyes swept around the numerous sword cultivators, and then he said calmly: "If you want to live, stand on the left, if you want to die, stand on the right.
I'll give you five breaths of time to think about it. If you don't choose after the expiration date, I'll assume that you want to die!"
He said, placing his fingers on Gu Youyou's carotid artery again: "And you, you beautiful little girl, do you want to die or live?"
What Li Xuan said was very clear, and an overwhelming momentum surged out, covering everyone.
Mian Swordsman trembled all over. Li Xuan's revealed cultivation far exceeded the Yuanying level. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a powerful person who transformed into gods.
Not to mention that Mian Swordsman was seriously injured, even if he was intact, it would be difficult to get any advantage! The burly monk's face was ashen, and he also understood that this battle was a complete failure.
The problem now is not how to deal with Li Xuan, but how to survive! Li Xuan started to plant trees slowly, and his tone was as steady as a clock that has been running for hundreds of years.
No one moved in the first three numbers. When the fourth number came out, the swordsman and the burly monk exchanged glances and climbed to the left with difficulty.
Since the two strong men moved, other sword cultivators also rushed to the left like a tide. Naturally, there was no one on the right.
The majestic and famous Jianmen just lowered their heads in front of Li Xuan and exchanged their face for their lives.
"Very well, you are all smart people."
Li Xuan said lazily, the humiliation in his words was palpable.
He didn't want to deliberately anger the other party, but his time was precious and he had to end the troubles in front of him as soon as possible.