Impossible!
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"Long Liulin" roared wildly in his heart.
He, a dignified "Nascent Soul Ancestor," had his defenses shattered by a "Golden Core brat."
This was absolutely impossible!
"Long Liulin" felt utterly insulted.
A complete humiliation!
Just as he was about to explode, something even more terrifying happened.
From among the "sword renters," another person stepped forward.
Their expression was just as resolute, their gaze just as frenzied.
Xu Changqing.
"Those who offend seniors shall be executed!"
He struck his own chest with his palm.
Pfft!
A mouthful of "essence blood" with a faint golden hue erupted.
The same taste, the same formula.
The "essence blood" merged with the "Azure Origin Immortal Sword," transforming into a brilliant sword light that slashed fiercely at "Long Liulin."
Bang!
Another crack appeared in the defensive formation.
...
Following this, one "sword renter" after another stepped forward.
They charged forward bravely and fearlessly.
Using a "mutually destructive" fighting style, they expended their "essence blood" to furiously attack "Long Liulin."
Bang bang bang!
"Long Liulin," as a "Nascent Soul Ancestor," could not withstand such a "frenzied assault."
The defensive formation developed spiderweb-like cracks.
Finally, unable to bear the strain, it let out a muffled sound and shattered completely.
At the same time, several more sharp sword energies descended.
Slash!
Slash!
Slash!
...
"Long Liulin's" left arm, abdomen, and right leg were slashed with shocking wounds.
The wounds gaped open, and blood poured out like a torrent!
A powerful "Nascent Soul Ancestor" was actually injured by a group of "Golden Core sword cultivators," and so disgracefully at that.
If this is tolerable, what is not?
"You are courting death!"
"Long Liulin" was so enraged that his "three souls and seven spirits" were about to leap out. His expression became distorted and ferocious, his killing intent erupting like a tangible force.
Boom boom boom!
His tyrannical true essence, guided by his divine sense, swept out with the might of world-destroying destruction.
A "Nascent Soul Ancestor's" full power unleashed!
At this moment, "Long Liulin's" combat power broke through its limits, and he transformed into an peerless demon god.
Kill, kill, kill!
Li Xiaoyao and the others could not resist and were all blown away.
The gap between the two sides was simply too vast.
The difference of two major realms was like an insurmountable chasm.
In less than a minute, all the "sword renters" were severely injured.
They lay on the ground, spitting blood continuously.
Some had already lost consciousness.
...
Bang!
"Long Liulin's" killing intent surged, and he stomped on Li Xiaoyao's head, saying viciously.
"Brat, you remember this: my might is a mountain you can never surmount. Before me, you are merely a tiny ant... And your so-called senior, hmph, he's just an ant before me!"
"Long Liulin" was wildly trampling on Li Xiaoyao's dignity to vent his resentment.
Li Xiaoyao, severely wounded and his "essence blood" depleted, was already at his absolute limit.
His head was pressed into the dust by "Long Liulin."
Blood dripped continuously from the corner of his mouth.
Mud and blood mixed, making Li Xiaoyao appear utterly pathetic.
However, his eyes still shone with an unyielding divine light.
"Those who offend seniors shall be executed!"
Li Xiaoyao's voice was weak, not loud.
But it was filled with an unyielding will that moved people.
"Long Liulin" felt an inexplicable restlessness.
He flew into a rage, furious.
"Roar, roar, roar, brat, you still dare to be stubborn, you're asking for death!"
Saying this, "Long Liulin" raised his foot and stomped fiercely on Li Xiaoyao's head.
Bang!
Half of Li Xiaoyao's head was buried in the dust.
His face was covered in blood and grime, utterly disheveled.
Yet, his eyes remained terrifyingly bright, filled with unyielding divine light.
Seeing this, "Long Liulin" grew even angrier.
"Bastard, bastard, bastard..."
"Long Liulin" cursed, continuing to stomp on Li Xiaoyao's head.
He controlled the force, not unleashing his true essence, otherwise Li Xiaoyao's head would have already exploded like a rotten melon.
However, "Long Liulin" was not doing this out of kindness.
It was because... he wanted to crush Li Xiaoyao's will, to completely defeat Li Xiaoyao.
"Brat, I'll give you one last chance. If you are willing to denounce your so-called senior, I can spare you, and I might even take you as a disciple!"
"Long Liulin" offered a "highly tempting" condition.
In his opinion, everyone feared death.
No matter how tough Li Xiaoyao appeared now, it was because he saw no hope of survival. If Li Xiaoyao knew he could live, his will would surely crumble.
"Long Liulin" revealed a sinister grin, his eyes burning as he watched Li Xiaoyao, waiting for the brat to grovel at his feet like a dog, wagging his tail.
This feeling of completely crushing an enemy, from body and soul to will, was the best!
However, in the next second...
Peh!
A mouthful of bloody phlegm was spat mercilessly onto "Long Liulin's" instep.
Li Xiaoyao's face showed a disdainful smile.
He said, weak yet firm.
"How dare you compare yourself to Senior? Ant, you are the ant!"
Long Liulin
(╬◣д◢)
Furious!
Li Xiaoyao had truly crossed a line for "Long Liulin"!
"Brat, die!"
Saying this, "Long Liulin" raised his foot again.
This time, his foot shimmered with spiritual light, containing terrifying power.
If this foot descended, Li Xiaoyao's head would explode like a rotten melon, leaving no corpse.
Li Xiaoyao's face showed no fear.
On the contrary, his face carried a faint smile, as if mocking "Long Liulin"!
"Die, die, die, go to hell!"
"Long Liulin" roared.
"I will kill you first, then find that so-called senior, and kill him too..."
At this critical moment.
The gate of the "Demon Suppressing Hall" burst open with a bang.
A figure appeared at the entrance.
A voice, as cold as snow, slowly echoed.
"Who dares to speak of killing a senior?"
Who is it?
"Long Liulin" was about to explode with rage.
What day was it today?
Everyone was jumping out to oppose him!
He was, after all, a "Nascent Soul Ancestor," and they were bullying him like this?
Did they not respect a "Nascent Soul Ancestor" at all?
Preposterous!
"Long Liulin's" gaze turned as cold as a blade as he glared fiercely at the speaker.
Then, he saw a graceful figure.
Pure and beautiful as snow, ethereally stunning!
The speaker was actually an extraordinarily beautiful female cultivator!
This female cultivator was like a moon goddess descended, breathtakingly beautiful!
Where she stood, it seemed as though all the spiritual essence of heaven and earth condensed upon her alone, rendering the world colorless.
So beautiful!