As expected, the old man in the dark robe faced the threat from the two major sects without any fear on his face. Instead, his smile deepened.
“The Piaoxue Palace and the Wanmai Sword Sect do have deep roots, and we are no match for them.
But as the saying goes, the barefoot are not afraid of the ones wearing shoes. If things don’t go well today, it’s hard to say whether your disciples can return safely after training abroad in the future.
"you!"
Duan Xue was shocked and angry, not knowing how to respond, and was even more shocked by the word "we" that the other party mentioned.
Xiang Sheng was seriously injured and could no longer fight. As the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Vein, Wang Chuxiao should have reached the Fusion Stage, but his poison wound had just healed and his cultivation had not yet recovered.
She herself was just a young elder in the inner hall, and her cultivation level was barely at the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.
With the help of the Heavenly Demon Pot, she was confident that she could hold back this casual cultivator in the Fusion Stage, but from what he said, it seemed that the other party was in more than one Fusion Stage!
What should I do?
Duan Xue's heart couldn't help but sink, and Wang Chuxiao's face was also cold and gloomy, with no definite plan in mind.
He is a sword cultivator, and his killing methods are incomparable to those of ordinary cultivators.
If he hadn't been poisoned, he wouldn't have taken these wandering cultivators in the Fusion Stage seriously at all.
But now...
"Master Wang, the remnants of the Tian clan may return. We must fight quickly and decisively, intimidate the enemy, and then quickly retreat!"
Xiang Sheng's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Wang Chuxiao's heart tightened when he heard this, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He actually forgot that there was an even more deadly threat from the Tianyi Clan.
If they delay any longer, they will be attacked from both sides and face a situation where they have no chance of survival.
"I can still lend you a helping hand, but you should be cautious and try to hit the target with one strike."
Another voice came, its voice was plain, but when it fell into Wang Chuxiao's ears, it was like the sound of nature.
His mind was slightly shaken, and he asked in a voice transmission: "Senior Shen, are you sure?"
"Do we have any other choice now? Without further ado, we might as well give it a try."
Hearing this answer, the last trace of hesitation in Wang Chuxiao's eyes was immediately wiped away, and turned into determination.
He endured the severe pain of the sword's heart shaking, and quickly concentrated the sword's intent, but on the surface he remained calm and showed no flaws.
The old man in the dark robe looked at Duan Xue and Wang Chuxiao, who were full of anger but couldn't show any resistance, and felt extremely proud.
He is just a casual cultivator, how could he be taken seriously by the people from the three major sects?
Today, he single-handedly overwhelmed the two major sects, causing them to suffer a great loss. They dared not speak out but were angry, and he felt extremely happy in his heart.
Moreover, what happened today was not just his own doing, but was also prompted by the people behind him.
Before he succeeds, the Wuji Xianzong will never jump out to cause trouble.
After he succeeds, as long as he does not leave the territory of the Wuji Immortal Sect, his safety will be safe.
What's more, there is a method of ascension in the tomb of Emperor Tianlong, and it is very likely that it is in the hands of this female cultivator named Shen!
Thinking of this, a hint of greed flashed across the dark-robed old man's eyes, and his voice turned cold:
"What? I've made my words clear enough. You youngsters, do you still want to resist?"
Duan Xue clenched her fists, not knowing how to respond, when suddenly, a sigh sounded behind her.
"Senior, if you want a treasure, I'll give it to you."
Xiang Sheng's face was pale, as if he was enduring some kind of severe pain. He slowly walked to Duan Xue and said in a cold tone, "But, I have one condition. Let all of them go."
As soon as these words were spoken, Duan Xue immediately understood Xiang Sheng's plan and became anxious.
"You clearly..."
"I hid it from you."
Xiang Sheng interrupted Duan Xue, raised his head and glanced at Luo Qingyun and the others, his expression serious: "I did get the magic weapon from the Tianlong Emperor's Tomb."
Duan Xue was stunned for a moment, unable to tell whether Xiang Sheng's words were true or false.
Luo Qingyun was not stunned. She gritted her teeth and did not dare to show any strange expression.
The hatred in his heart almost drowned him.
She hated herself and her own incompetence.
It was clearly her responsibility to protect Xiang Sheng, but at every last moment, she had to rely on Xiang Sheng to step forward and turn the tide.
The reactions of the others were similar to Luo Qingyun's, except for Wang Chuxiao, who was tense and looked quite unnatural.
If the old man in the dark robe had been more careful, he might have noticed this unnatural feeling.
Unfortunately, he was too happy now, and his mind was completely focused on Xiang Sheng, so he didn't notice it at all.
After Xiang Sheng finished talking to everyone, his face turned even paler, as if his injuries had worsened.
She turned her head and looked back at the old man in the dark robe, her tone cold:
"I keep my word. Let them go and I'll hand over the magic weapon to you immediately!"
The old man in the dark robe chuckled upon hearing this. "Yes, but words are not enough. You didn't even offer your magic weapon and let me take a look. Isn't that too insincere?"
Xiang Sheng was silent for a moment, then reached out and touched the storage ring that was temporarily on his ring finger.
All the spiritual consciousness, both obvious and hidden, immediately gathered on Xiang Sheng's ring finger.
At this moment, without Xiang Sheng's reminder, Wang Chuxiao moved without any warning!
He suddenly waved his sleeves and slashed out an illusory blood sword!
The old man in the dark robe felt a great sense of alarm in his heart, but he did not panic. He sneered and was about to dodge.
But at this moment, his mind went blank for a moment, and when he came to his senses, the blood sword was already approaching!
The old man in the dark robe's face changed drastically. He was about to use his most valuable protective magic weapon, but his hands and feet were out of control. He was stuck on the storage ring and couldn't take out the magic weapon no matter what.
He was terrified, but he could not do anything to respond. He was split into two pieces by the blood sword from the top of his head. His soul was destroyed and blood was spilled into the sky!
boom!
The blood sword continued to move forward, breaking through the formation of the stone building and blasting a big hole in the east wall of the stone building.
After the loud bang, there was dead silence.
Everyone in the field stared at the dusty corpse on the ground in amazement, unable to recover for a long time.
Even Wang Chuxiao himself was stunned.
Although he used all his strength in this sword strike, the speed was too slow.
He expected the old man in the dark robe would most likely dodge and at most suffer minor injuries, but he didn't expect that the other party would just stand there obediently and let him kill him directly, without even his soul escaping.
Is this what Senior Shen meant by a helping hand?
Wang Chuxiao thought about this and felt that something was wrong. But before he could think about it, he heard Xiang Sheng remind him, "Let's go!"
He reacted immediately and flew out of the stone building on his sword without saying a word. He glanced at Xiang Sheng and followed closely behind.
Duan Xue also moved quickly. She threw out the Heavenly Demon Pot, took away everyone from Piaoxue Palace, passed through the hole, rose into the sky and disappeared.
But in the blink of an eye, the protagonist of this conflict was gone.
Several independent cultivators in the fusion stage who were hiding in the dark looked at each other and saw fear and dread in each other's eyes.
They let Xiang Sheng and the others leave, and no one suggested chasing after them.
In the Wuji Xianzong team, Lu Mufeng looked at the corpses on the ground with gloating eyes and patted Jiang Yi on the shoulder.
"Is that all? What a pity, I didn't see that beautiful lady from Dongzhou you mentioned."
Jiang Yi was stunned at this point, as if he understood something.
He loosened his clenched fists slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"It's a pity."
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