The blazing phoenix flames enveloped the handsome young man, like a defiant and high-spirited god of war. A devastating fire toppled over twenty peerless masters, annihilating them one after another. Deathly silence slowly permeated the air beneath the sycamore tree at the foot of the Broken Love Cliff. Luo Jianqing, single-handedly with a single sword, faced off against the others with unparalleled momentum, holding his own.
Du Jue Tian Lao chased Luo Jianqing, angrily transforming into several mountains, which he smashed down upon him. These mountains, mingled with the powerful demonic power of Tian Yao Zun, blew up several gusts of black demonic wind. Luo Jianqing raised the Xuanling Sword, and without a word from him, the sword shone with a dazzling golden light, splitting the mountain in half with one strike.
Luo Jianqing's eyes narrowed, and a Frost Floating Sword flew out from between his brows. The Frost Floating Sword transformed into six long swords in mid-air, each blooming into an eight-petaled blue lotus. With a loud "boom," they crashed into the mountains. After a deafening roar, the mountains were completely shattered.
When Du Juetian's eyes were red and he wanted to fight again, Luo Jianqing had already left quickly.
As everyone knows, Du Juetian Lao has never been fast. Although he has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, his flying speed is only equivalent to that of an ordinary late Mahayana cultivator, far less than Xuan Lingzi.
Now, he was left far behind by Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing's body was covered in red phoenix fire, which extended into a pair of flaming wings. Each flap could allow him to fly hundreds of miles away. Thus, in the blink of an eye, he could rush to the front of any powerful being and kill him.
Elder Du Juetian chased Luo Jianqing, nearly going mad. The other cultivators, each at a distance, quickly gathered in the same direction upon seeing this. However, Patriarch Jian Xiao of the Divine Sword Sect and the other two elders were only halfway through their flight when they were stopped by a young man.
Luo Jianqing walked up to the three of them, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at them indifferently.
For the first time since his death, Ancestor Jian Xiao felt time pass so slowly. His spiritual sense carefully probed the cultivation level of the person before him, but was blocked by the layers of phoenix fire, making it impossible to determine Luo Jianqing's realm. He vaguely felt that something was amiss; this young cultivator shouldn't be so formidable, but he had no clue.
Ancestor Jian Xiao pondered for a moment and said, "Xuan Lingzi was not killed by us."
These were the only words that Jian Xiao, the ancestor of the Sword, uttered after careful consideration. He knew clearly that only by saying this would the people before him be willing to let the Divine Sword Sect go. And he was right. At that time, the Divine Sword Sect's members were trapped between the green leaves of the sycamore trees, and Xuan Lingzi perished before they could even break through.
But this time, Patriarch Jian Xiao was destined to be disappointed.
Luo Jianqing held the Frost Floating Sword in his left hand and the Mysterious Spirit Sword in his right. He slowly raised his right hand, and the tip of the Mysterious Spirit Sword pointed at the Sword Howling Ancestor. He looked at the people in front of him calmly and said calmly, "So what?"
As the words fell, a bolt of lightning came crashing down and struck the Frost Floating Sword, leading the lightning forward and instantly severely injuring an elder of the Divine Sword Sect, causing him to spit out blood.
Ancestor Jian Xiao's eyes widened as he spoke anxiously, "Luo Jianqing, why are you making things so difficult for our Divine Sword Sect? We are merely following Taihua Mountain's lead, and we haven't even injured Xuan Lingzi today. So why can't you just let us go? Our Divine Sword Sect will do the same as the Feihua Sect, defending the mountain gates to the death and not leaving for the next hundred years!"
Hearing this, Luo Jianqing raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up at the Sword Roaring Ancestor. He saw the latter draw his own natal sword and stare at him with a burning gaze. Seeing this scene, Luo Jianqing's lips moved, but at the end, he suddenly burst into laughter.
He held the blood-stained Xuanling sword and laughed out loud.
After a smile, the golden sword light slashed down, killing the seriously injured Divine Sword Sect elder with one sword, and shattering his sea of consciousness!
Ancestor Jian Xiao angrily said, "Luo Jianqing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Patriarch Jian Xiao raised his sword and went forward.
The two sword shadows intersected, creating a terrifying explosion that sent the Sword Howling Ancestor flying several miles away, directly out of the range of the Wutong tree. However, the Sword Howling Ancestor didn't dare to flee. He opened his eyes wide in fear, shouting "Stop" as he rushed towards Luo Jianqing.
However, it was too late. The Mysterious Spirit Sword mercilessly pierced the chest of another Divine Sword Sect elder, piercing through his heart. The elder opened his mouth to speak, but a chilling force emanated from the Mysterious Spirit Sword, sealing his dantian. In an instant, his aura vanished, leaving him staring intently at the young man before him. He had no idea how he had met his end.
Ancestor Jian Xiao cried out in heartbreak, "No! Luo Jianqing, why are you treating my Divine Sword Sect like this? We don't pose any threat to you at all!"
The answer was a drop of blood that fell when Luo Jianqing gently swung his sword. Ancestor Jian Xiao watched helplessly as Luo Jianqing walked toward him, stood in front of him, and then, with a tap of his toes, rushed towards the Bai Family Ancestor, not even sparing him a glance!
Ancestor Jian Xiao roared, "Why don't you kill me!"
Luo Jianqing did not answer him, but Patriarch Jian Xiao suddenly looked much older. He was guarding the bodies of his two junior brothers, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be the only cultivator above the Mahayana stage left in the Divine Sword Sect.
Elsewhere, the Bai Family Patriarch faced a far more dire situation than Jian Xiao. He continued to dash forward, Luo Jianqing chasing him. The handsome young man said nothing, simply pursuing him silently. Sword flashes struck the Bai Family Patriarch from behind like the god of death, forcing him to not let up.
After being forced out of the Wutong trees and into the dark mountains, the Bai family's ancestor roared angrily. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he stopped and shouted, "Luo Jianqing! You killed over a hundred people from my Bai family. You must die today. I will also cut you into pieces and make you pay for the lives of my Bai family members!"
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