Upon hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's words, both cultivators revealed disdainful smiles, thinking to themselves, "You, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining, think you can deal with the two of us? You're just delusional."
Upon reaching the middle of the wasteland, the two cultivators stopped. One of them smiled and said, "The feng shui here is quite good. It's a blessing for you to have this as your burial site."
Liu Xiaoyuan smiled and said, "I don't have the fortune to enjoy it. If you think the feng shui here is good, then you can keep it for yourselves."
"Kid, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and hand over the Tan family's small cauldron. Don't force us to take action!" The other party stopped arguing with Liu Xiaoyuan and revealed his true colors.
Liu Xiaoyuan spread his hands and said, "Gentlemen, I've already said that the Little Cauldron is not on me. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. If you want to make a move, then I'll just have to let you two lose your lives in this auspicious place."
"What arrogance!" one of the cultivators roared, taking out his magic weapon, the lowest grade magic tool, a stick made of metal, gleaming and looking quite impressive.
"Since you're so ungrateful, I'll send you to meet the King of Hell!" With that, the cultivator brandished his staff and struck Liu Xiaoyuan.
Although this late-stage Qi Refining cultivator was still using martial arts techniques, his speed was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, the stick was aimed at Liu Xiaoyuan's head.
If that stick had hit Liu Xiaoyuan on the head, his head would probably have been smashed into a pile, just like a watermelon that had been split open.
"Whoosh!" The stick, carrying a strong wind, struck Liu Xiaoyuan's head. Even with his eyes closed, Liu Xiaoyuan could feel the power and speed of the blow.
Liu Xiaoyuan felt his scalp begin to tingle; this was the body's instinctive response to danger.
The opponent was fast enough, and Liu Xiaoyuan was naturally not slow either. Just as the opponent's stick was about to hit his head, Liu Xiaoyuan disappeared from the spot in a flash.
Just as Liu Xiaoyuan dodged this wave of attacks, another cultivator brandished his large sword and launched it towards him.
The broadsword was like a helicopter propeller, spinning rapidly through the air. If this blade struck the neck, the head and body would be separated immediately.
Liu Xiaoyuan immediately summoned his magic weapon, the Flying Cloud Sword. At the same time, Liu Xiaoyuan leaped into the air, dodging the flying blade from the opposing cultivator.
When the two cultivators saw that Liu Xiaoyuan had easily dodged their attacks, and then saw Liu Xiaoyuan's Flying Cloud Sword, they knew that Liu Xiaoyuan's Flying Cloud Sword was many times better than their own magic weapons.
"You actually possess such a powerful magic weapon; I must kill you today!" the cultivator wielding the staff said coldly.
They were already planning to kill and plunder. Even if they didn't get the Tan family's small cauldron, getting the flying sword in Liu Xiaoyuan's hands would still be a very profitable deal.
"Then we'll see if you two have the ability!" Liu Xiaoyuan sneered. These two guys actually wanted to get his Flying Cloud Sword? They were just delusional.
"Then let me show you how powerful we brothers are!" The two brothers unleashed their full power and launched an attack on Liu Xiaoyuan.
"Flying everywhere!" The cultivator who got the knife shouted, feeling a net of blades sweeping towards Liu Xiaoyuan. It was as if there was a sea of blades in front of him, with cultivators throwing knives everywhere, and he couldn't tell which ones were real and which ones were fake.
The cultivator with the stick didn't dare to lag behind and unleashed his ultimate move, the Heavenly Net. The cultivator's stick spun wildly in the air, like a giant net, enveloping Liu Xiaoyuan.
The two men came on strong, intending to subdue Liu Xiaoyuan in one move and then take all the good stuff from him.
"Go!" Liu Xiaoyuan didn't use any fancy moves and directly sent his Flying Cloud Sword to meet the opponent's flying knife.
Liu Xiaoyuan didn't care which flying knife was in the air. The sword energy of the Flying Cloud Sword burst forth, and sharp sword energies slashed towards the flying knife as if they were real.
The afterimages of the opponent's throwing knives were as vulnerable as clay chickens and earthenware dogs in the face of the sharp sword energy. With a series of crackling sounds, the afterimages of the throwing knives were directly broken by Liu Xiaoyuan's sword energy.
Once the afterimage of the throwing knife was broken, only the throwing knife remained, leaving it as a lone force.
The cultivator was greatly surprised, never expecting Liu Xiaoyuan's flying sword to be so powerful. The sharp sword energy alone was so powerful, it was truly awe-inspiring.
"Retract!" The cultivator was taken aback when he saw Liu Xiaoyuan's Flying Cloud Sword heading straight for his flying knife. He immediately retrieved his own flying knife to prevent it from clashing head-on with Liu Xiaoyuan's Flying Cloud Sword.
However, it was too late. Faced with the speed of the Flying Cloud Sword, the flying knife was just about to return when the Flying Cloud Sword slashed towards the opponent's flying knife like a meteor.
With a loud clang, the cultivator's throwing knife broke into several pieces. Yes, several pieces. After being struck by Liu Xiaoyuan's Flying Cloud Sword, the opponent's throwing knife was broken into several pieces.
Upon seeing his magical artifact destroyed, this late-stage Qi Refining cultivator was on the verge of tears. It was a magical artifact that he had painstakingly commissioned someone to refine, and now it was destroyed just like that. What was he going to do?
Upon seeing this, the cultivator with the stick was too frightened to attack Liu Xiaoyuan any further, fearing that his magic weapon would also be destroyed by Liu Xiaoyuan's flying sword.
"Too late!" Seeing the cultivator trying to retract his magic weapon, Liu Xiaoyuan snorted coldly. With a whoosh, the Flying Cloud Sword struck the opponent's staff. Before the sword even arrived, an incomparably sharp sword aura directly slashed at the staff. In front of this sharp sword aura, the staff was no match for the sword and broke in two.
"My magic weapon..." Seeing his magic weapon broken in two and destroyed, the cultivator was on the verge of tears, staring blankly at his broken stick.
"Junior brother, hurry up!" The cultivator shouted anxiously when he saw his junior brother still standing there dumbfounded.
Upon hearing his senior brother's words, the cultivator immediately realized what was happening and looked up at Liu Xiaoyuan. However, what he saw terrified him, as he saw a white light flying towards his neck.
The white light seemed to contain the aura of death, sending chills down his spine and causing his pupils to widen suddenly.
"Die!" Liu Xiaoyuan roared, and with a whoosh of white light, the sword pierced through the cultivator's neck.
This white light is the sword energy of the Flying Cloud Sword, which seems to be indestructible, capable of killing gods and Buddhas alike!
"You said this is a place of auspicious feng shui, so I'll grant your wish and let you die here. No need to thank me!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
As soon as Liu Xiaoyuan finished speaking, the other cultivator's head fell to the ground like a ball, rolled once, and his big eyes stared unblinkingly at the blazing sun in the sky.
(End of this chapter)
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