This incredible scene made the old man with silver hair and the warriors in the distance stunned on the spot. Their minds went blank, and then their faces turned pale and their bodies shook violently and uncontrollably.
The thick sword energy slowly dissipated.
A hideous crack appeared on Lingshan Mountain!
The moment he slashed across the sky and earth with his sword, Li Siyuan's aura suddenly plummeted to the bottom, and his face lost its color, but then his aura recovered, climbed to the peak, and returned to normal.
All this happened so quickly, and everyone present was so shocked by the power of the knife that no one noticed it.
Although the old man with silver thread was a top-level third-grade master, he was also shocked by this knife. At this moment, his face was full of fear.
"I am the Grand Elder of the Hailuo Sect. My friend, do you really want to be an enemy of our Hailuo Sect?"
He retreated in fear.
As he spoke, a sound transmission jade slip appeared in his palm. With a snap, he crushed it without hesitation.
Obviously, he knew that he was no match for Li Siyuan and began to call for help.
All the little movements of the Silver-Threaded Old Man were under Li Siyuan's control. If he wanted to stop him, the Silver-Threaded Old Man would have no chance to crush the sound transmission jade slip.
"Unless the person who comes has a fifth-grade combat strength, no one can save you!"
Li Siyuan shook his head with a look of confidence.
The silver-haired old man's expression changed slightly.
“Arrogant!”
Then he changed his tone and said in a timid tone, "I am at the peak of the third rank cultivation. Even a fourth rank master would not have a easy time killing me. You want to kill me? It's simply wishful thinking!"
"call out!"
The old man with silver hair fled towards Lingshan without even looking back.
"It's useless. If you were at the peak of the fourth rank, I would let you go, but unfortunately you are not..."
In terms of speed, Li Siyuan was not inferior to anyone else. With every step he took, he left a shadow, and his figure was ghostly. He easily shortened the distance between the two sides to within a hundred meters.
The old man with silver hair turned pale.
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