Judging from their attire, they don't seem to be from the Azure Continent. Therefore, there are only two possibilities: either Ye Xiruo is a disciple of a hidden sect, out on training; or, like these lowly slaves, she comes from the lower realms.
If it's the latter case, there's no need to slowly kill them. Such talent is rare even on the Blue Ocean Continent. They can be trained into slaves, branded with slave marks, and made into their people.
If it's the former situation, then things might not be so easy to resolve today.
Ye Xiruo's spiritual power was immense, so she naturally sensed their deep malice. A cold glint flashed in her eyes: "If you want to kill me, we'll see if you have the ability. Don't end up losing more than you gain." Ye Xiruo sneered, her exquisite and cold face full of killing intent.
The Shadowless Sword stood behind Xiu Qiyu, its cunning emanating an aura of arrogance: "Kill—" This group of people should never have had the slightest reason to harbor murderous intent towards Xiao Yezi.
Zishu shook his folding fan: "How could I be left out of the killing?"
Ye Liusha, holding his sword, stepped forward coldly, his meaning clear: "When do we begin?"
The six people from the Taiyan Divine Sect and the Taiyan Divine Dynasty were still in shock.
Is Xiu Qiyu really that strong? With a single move, he annihilated the soul of a Mahayana stage expert.
And those three from the Pill King Palace are really getting too cocky. They're four experts at the Great Ascension stage, not some nobody. They're all eager to try their luck and clamoring to kill people.
Chi Yi was moved to tears. He never expected that Xiu Qiyu and his group were so strong, nor did he expect that they would have to fight against these people who had caught up with them.
"Thank you for saving our lives, brothers. Today, even if it costs us our lives, we will kill these old bastards."
"Kill them—"
"Avenge our brothers!"
"Kill them—"
"To avenge our grievances—"
The people of Taiyan Continent suddenly became enraged and were ready to fight to the death. However, even if they, with their injuries and disabilities, could barely hold off a Mahayana cultivator, they would likely have to pay a heavy price.
"You lot, do you want to start a war? But think it over carefully. If we are unfortunately defeated, what will happen to you?" Ye Xiruo said to the group from the Taiyan Divine Dynasty.
"You alchemists can rush to the front to kill people, there's no reason why we should be protected by you from behind." A huge axe appeared in Tai Yanli's hand, completely disproportionate to his size.
"Okay, don't hold us back."
"Don't worry, if you can't beat them, remember to call me for help—"
"snort--"
In the sky, several Mahayana-stage masters who had been completely ignored were now furious.
They are venerable masters of the Mahayana stage, respected wherever they go, and they never expected to receive such treatment.
These weak ants actually wanted to kill them; they were simply delusional.
The third brother was careless and let someone take advantage of his weakness, which led to his tragic death. Did he really think that Mahayana cultivators were made of paper?
"You lowly slaves, you will all die here today."
"You're the scumbag, your whole family are scumbags. If you want to fight, then fight; if not, then get lost. What's the use of talking?" Ye Xiruo sneered.
"I will make you wish you were dead!" the Mahayana cultivator roared in fury.
"Don't worry, I will definitely grant your wish and make you wish you were dead."
Xiu Qiyu's eyes flashed with a cold light: "You deserve to die."
The Shadowless Sword was instantly drawn from its sheath. Xiu Qiyu, dressed in white, grabbed the Shadowless Sword and lunged at Xiu Shi, a cultivator in the Great Ascension stage.
The dragon's reverse scale—touch it and you die. These people, they shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have, harbored designs on Xiao Yezi; today, they are doomed.
"Wait for me!" Zishu roared and charged towards a Mahayana-stage Venerable.
Ye Liusha was a step faster than Zishu, transforming his entire body into a giant sword and fiercely slashing at the Mahayana Venerable who was closest to him.
Several people from the Taiyan Divine Sect and the Taiyan Divine Dynasty: Σ(°△°|||)︴
That's too brutal! In the blink of an eye, only one person was left. There wasn't enough of them to fight.
Ye Xiruo lazily turned her injured greenery to the side: "If you can't pay up, the last one will be mine."
"You, you should just give up." Tai Yanli and Tai Yanheng flew straight up and attacked the last Mahayana cultivator.
The remaining people looked at each other in bewilderment. It was too late; there were no more opponents.
“They don’t need your help. You should seal off the area and make sure those old geezers don’t get away.”
Ye Xiruo spoke lazily.
The group from the Taiyan Divine Sect could only nod helplessly. They would watch closely to see how these prodigies from the Pill King Palace would kill a Mahayana cultivator.
Red Wing and his gang, their consciences troubled, asked, "What can we do?"
“You, like them, sealed off the surrounding area. We absolutely cannot let these old geezers escape.”
"Don't worry, girl, we will definitely not let them escape."
Alright, Ye Xiruo enlarged the greenery, turned it upside down on the ground, sat on it, and a green light flashed in his palm. A seed began to grow rapidly, eventually forming a large green umbrella that blocked out the bright sun.
They look like they're on vacation.
In Ye Xiruo's view, this battle was a foregone conclusion. What did it matter if they were all Venerables or Great Powers at the Mahayana stage? She believed that none of these four Great Powers would return alive.
In mid-air, sword energy crisscrossed, palm shadows filled the sky, and explosive energies collided violently. Almost no one could be seen.
Like the man himself, Ye Liusha's sword is solitary and elusive; it is a true killing sword.
Night Flowing Sand either remains still or strikes with lightning speed; many of his sword moves are designed to destroy both the enemy and the enemy, resulting in mutual destruction. Killing has become Night Flowing Sand's instinct.
However, it was impossible for a Mahayana cultivator to perish together with a Nascent Soul cultivator, so the fight was extremely frustrating.
Night Sands disregarded his own injuries, focusing solely on killing the enemy in the shortest time and in the most effective way.
Xiu Qiyu also ignited a bloodlust this time, unleashing ten thousand swords at once. Countless sword shadows filled the air, and he almost transformed into a beam of sword light, unpredictable and mysterious.
Tai Yanli and Tai Yanheng have similar martial arts techniques, and with their cooperation, they gained the upper hand for a while.
Where is the eldest brother? His cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage is almost the highest among them. With his agile figure, ever-changing swordsmanship, and powerful mental strength, victory is only a matter of time.
The situation above looks very promising, but if Ye Xiruo doesn't let his guard down, these old guys might resort to desperate measures, which would be troublesome.
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