There were several hundred people who came, each with a murderous aura and a bloody, malevolent presence.
Clearly, this is a group of killers who live on the edge.
"People from the Seven Killings Hall!"
Hong Qianjiao blurted out, her beautiful eyes filled with seriousness.
She had dealt with these people more than once or twice, and she could tell their identities just by smelling them.
The three elders at the head were all experts at the Martial Saint level.
One of them, a bearded man, was a Martial Saint of the third rank.
The other two are both Martial Saints of the first rank.
Behind them stood more than twenty martial spirit masters, making this an extremely formidable assassin squad.
Xie Xun and the others looked serious, not expecting the other side to set up an ambush halfway there.
Three martial arts masters.
Their overall strength is clearly inferior to that of their opponents.
Once the fighting begins, there will definitely be large-scale casualties.
"Team Leader Lin, our operation has been exposed, what do we do?"
Lin Chuixiao's eyes blazed with fighting spirit.
"What else can we do but do it?"
"Everyone, stay close to me from now on."
He glanced meaningfully at Hong Qianjiao beside him, a strange glint in his eyes.
The hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress drama is about to unfold.
He is looking forward to it.
Across from him, the bearded elder grinned maliciously.
"Hehe, Lin Chuixiao, I know you are a prodigy of the ancient martial arts Lin family, having reached the peak of the third rank of Martial Saint at such a young age."
"But I am a fourth-rank Martial Saint, and I have three second-rank Martial Saints behind me. If we fight head-on, you have no chance of winning at all."
"However, I won't make things difficult for you. If you leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened."
After all, no one wants to offend an ancient martial arts family.
Every ancient martial arts family has a history spanning over a thousand years.
Their profound foundation far surpasses any worldly strength.
Even though the Seven Killings Hall has the powerful United States behind it, it doesn't want to provoke the Lin family easily.
Lin Chuixiao snorted coldly.
"Trying to suppress me with your level of understanding is too shallow."
"Let me show you the power of the Lin family swordsmanship!"
"kill!"
He drew his long sword from his waist.
In an instant, the sword light shot into the sky, so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
"Heaven-Splitting Demon-Slaying Slash!"
A massive sword aura, nearly a hundred meters long, descended from the sky like a silver dragon, roaring and howling as it flew away.
Sizzle—
The sky seemed to have been torn open with a huge gash.
A terrifying sword aura swept across, cleaving a large area of pine forest in half.
On the other side, more than a dozen assassins from the Seven Kill Hall were killed on the spot.
Blood stained the sky.
Severed limbs flew about.
The sword energy was sharp and ruthless.
Wherever they went, they swept through like a whirlwind.
The formation, which was as solid as an iron barrel, was forcibly torn open by Lin Chuixiao.
One of the opposing forces, a second-grade Martial Saint, had his arm severed on the spot.
Xie Xun and Ma Chaofeng followed closely behind, providing cover for Lin Chuixiao's charge from both flanks.
After a fierce battle.
The Seven Killers Hall's assassins were scattered and few remained, with corpses strewn everywhere.
On the other hand, the law enforcement team suffered only minor injuries, thanks to Lin Chuixiao's strong leadership in clearing the way.
Morale was greatly boosted.
Everyone admired Lin Chuixiao.
On the other side, only the bearded man, another second-rank martial arts master, and a few scattered henchmen remained, all with expressions of terror on their faces.
Lin Chuixiao's power far exceeded their imagination.
The bearded man's face was solemn, and a sharp, cold glint flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"The Lin family's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary, worthy of being an ancient martial arts family."
"However, I would like to learn from you today."
"Great Sun Wheel Slash!"
Whoosh!
A sword aura shone like the sun.
Its radiance was immense, crushing the void as it rolled away.
Sand and stones flew through the valley, and dust filled the air.
A terrifying shockwave of sword energy swept across the surroundings.
Deep, shocking marks were left on the mountainside, and the boulders were shredded as easily as cutting tofu.
Another martial arts master of the second rank assisted from the side.
"Back off quickly."
Xie Xun covered the others and quickly retreated, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.
Two players were behind and instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.
"Team Leader Lin, let me help you."
Xie Xun couldn't bear to see Lin Chuixiao fight two opponents alone.
"No need."
Lin Chuixiao snorted coldly, and his sword aura soared into the sky.
"Dragon-Slaying and Evil-Repelling Slash!"
roar--
The sword energy transformed into a long dragon, roaring towards the opposite side, surging and shaking the entire valley.
The millstone-sized boulder rolled down from the mountaintop with a terrifying force.
The two sword energies collided in mid-air.
It eventually exploded.
The bearded warrior screamed and flew backward, smashing through several boulders behind him.
Finally, it became embedded in the mountain, leaving a human-shaped indentation on its surface, and the boulder rolled away.
The second-rank Martial Saint was killed on the spot.
After the smoke and dust cleared.
Lin Chuixiao stood tall and proud, holding a long sword, his clothes fluttering, his demeanor as elegant as jade.
"A bunch of ants dare to try and stop me."
"Walk."
Lin Chuixiao glanced at Hong Qianjiao behind him, then his figure flashed and he drifted away, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.
"Brother who plays the flute, wait a minute."
Ma Chaofeng followed closely behind, and before leaving, she said to Hong Qianjiao with a smug look on her face.
"See? Brother Flute is much better than that Ye Feng."
Ye Feng also arrived at Xingyuetan at this time.
Looking around, one sees towering mountains and rolling hills all around.
He was suspended in mid-air.
Despite the howling wind that whipped his clothes around him, making them flutter loudly, he remained unmoved.
Based on the memories in Ma Zhongyong's mind, he quickly located the position of the Seven Kill Hall's higher-ups, which was in the depths of a valley not far ahead.
However, he paused slightly when his gaze swept over the pool below.
The spiritual energy fluctuations beneath this pool are exceptionally rich.
A thin layer of mist shrouded the water, creating a dreamlike scene.
The pine forests on both sides of the water sway in the breeze, their reflections shimmering in the pool, creating a scene resembling a traditional Chinese ink painting, elegant and timeless.
But Ye Feng wasn't in the mood to appreciate it.
He activated his Purple Heaven Divine Eyes, his eyes swirling with purple light, wanting to see more clearly.
However, something seemed to be blocking the bottom of that pool, preventing them from going any deeper.
There seems to be something hidden down there.
It's not too late to take a closer look after dealing with the Seven Kill Hall assassins.
Ye Feng leaped and sped towards the mountain peak opposite the pool.
But at that moment, an old awning boat suddenly appeared from the rolling mist on the water.
An old Taoist priest stood motionless at the bow of the boat, like a dried-up corpse.
His Taoist robe billowed in the wind, and four figures could be vaguely seen standing behind him.
Because the fog on the water was too thick, the old Taoist priest's appearance was completely obscured.
But one could clearly sense the strong aura of death emanating from the other party, as if an ancient corpse had been unearthed.
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