The female cultivator was indeed worthy of being a young lady. Even though Liu Xiaoyuan revealed his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, she was still not afraid. In her opinion, so what if he was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator? He still couldn't beat her father.
"I won't apologize. So what if he's just a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator? In my father's eyes, he's still as insignificant as an ant," the female cultivator said arrogantly.
Liu Xiaoyuan snorted coldly and said, "Since that's the case, I'll let you, an ant, die!"
"No!" The early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator shouted as soon as he saw Liu Xiaoyuan about to attack his young lady.
Because if the young lady dies, he won't survive either, so the young lady absolutely cannot be allowed to die.
But Liu Xiaoyuan didn't care about any of that. He didn't care if you were a young lady or any other kind of young lady. Since you're looking for death, fine, I'll grant your wish.
The Blood Drinking Sword continued its slash toward the female cultivator's neck. The early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator naturally had to stop it and immediately used her magic weapon to block the attack.
"You're courting death." When Liu Xiaoyuan saw that a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm dared to block his attack, he slapped the cultivator.
This slap was like a powerful magic weapon that blotted out the sky, directly enveloping the early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. The early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator immediately felt an aura of death.
The aura of death enveloped his entire body, making him tremble and causing the hairs on his body to stand on end.
The cultivators in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm dared not continue to resist. Their lives were threatened, so they immediately tried to escape. They didn't care about the young lady anymore; nothing was more important than their own lives.
The cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm immediately used his magic weapon to block Liu Xiaoyuan's attack, and then took the opportunity to escape.
Without the obstruction of the early Nascent Soul cultivator, the Blood Drinking Sword slashed directly at the female cultivator's neck.
"Who dares to harm my daughter? You're courting death!" A loud voice, as clear as a great bell, rang out, followed by a massive hand that seemed to blot out the sky, pressing down on Liu Xiaoyuan.
As expected of a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, he made me feel an endless pressure.
However, Liu Xiaoyuan was not afraid. What could a Mahayana cultivator do? He had even forced a Mahayana cultivator from the Kunlun Sect to self-destruct, wanting to perish together with him.
If it were anyone else in this situation, they would definitely run for their lives immediately, and run for their lives as if they didn't care about their own. But Liu Xiaoyuan wouldn't do that. Even if Liu Xiaoyuan wanted to escape, he would kill this female cultivator first.
"Father, save me, Father!" The female cultivator was overjoyed to hear her father's voice and cried out loudly.
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