Under Mo Qingyun's control, the eight ancient swords turned into streaks of light and chased after Xing Qinghan and the others.
The ancient swords' flying speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they caught up with Xing Qinghan and the others, blocking their path.
Blocking the path of Xing Qinghan and the others, the eight ancient swords spread out, completely sealing off their path of retreat.
"We can't escape!"
Seeing such a scene, Xing Qinghan and the others tensed up. They looked at Mo Qingyun with fear in their eyes.
All of their paths of retreat were blocked. If they wanted to save their lives today, they could only fight to the death with Mo Qingyun.
If they won this battle, they could leave this place alive.
If they were to lose this battle, they would be dead for sure.
"Slash!"
After blocking Xing Qinghan and the others' path of retreat, Mo Qingyun didn't waste any time with them. He controlled the sword array to attack Xing Qinghan and the others.
Under Mo Qingyun's control, the eight ancient swords immediately formed a mysterious sword array, bursting out dazzling sword rays.
The eight ancient swords turned into streaks of light and attacked Xing Qinghan and the others.
Under the eight ancient swords' frantic dance, they left behind streaks of sword rays, dazzling and dazzling.
Xing Li and the others' injuries were extremely heavy. Facing the attack of the eight ancient swords, they couldn't dodge in time.
Puff! Puff!
Very quickly, Xing Li was hit by the eight ancient swords. His injuries worsened, and the blood that flowed out dyed his clothes red.
"Brother Qinghan, we can't escape. You don't have to care about us!"
"No, I can't leave you guys behind. Unless Xing Qinghan dies."
"Brother Qinghan, if you don't leave now, we will all die today!"
"That's right. If you survive, at least you can avenge us."
…
Seeing their injuries getting worse, Xing Li and the others' faces became resolute. They all persuaded Xing Qinghan to leave alone.
Their words were true. If Xing Qinghan cared about them, they would all die today.
If Xing Qing Han abandoned them and left alone, there might be a chance to save her life.
After an intense mental struggle, Qing Han finally made the decision to leave alone.
What his clan brothers said was true. Rather than everyone dying here, it would be better to save one person's life.
This way, the others wouldn't have died in vain, and they would have a chance to take revenge.
"Brothers, let us be brothers again in the next life."
Fortunately, after Qing Han said those words, his figure moved, preparing to leave immediately.
Seeing Xing Qinghan's actions, Mo Qingyun immediately guessed what he was thinking. He smiled mockingly and said, "Xing Qinghan, you want to drag out an ignoble existence, don't tell me you don't care about their lives? They're your helpers, there are many of your clansmen among them."
While Mo Qingyun was speaking, he did not forget to chase after Xing Qinghan. He did not intend to let Xing Qinghan leave.
In the area covered by the Combination Gate, even if there was a Saint Realm expert here, their speed would not be faster than Mo Qingyun's.
Mo Qingyun's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Xing Qinghan, once again blocking his path.
Demonic Star Splitting Palm!
After blocking Xing Qinghan's path, Mo Qingyun immediately waved his arm and chopped at Xing Qinghan.
Mo Qingyun's palm blasted out, and a terrifying Immortal spiritual power quickly gathered on his arm.
Then, a several meter long palm shadow blasted out from Mo Qingyun's palm.
The palm shadow blasted out from Mo Qingyun's hand, and it swept towards Xing Qinghan with the momentum of sweeping away a thousand soldiers.
Under Mo Qingyun's palm, Xing Qinghan immediately retreated, not daring to meet Mo Qingyun's palm head on.
However, although Xing Qinghan retreated quickly, he was still caught by Mo Qingyun's palm power.
Nine Solar Thunderclap Palm!
Looking at the rapidly approaching palm shadow, Xing Qinghan no longer hesitated, and immediately raised his hand to attack the palm shadow.
When Xing Qinghan waved his arm, lightning flashed on his palm, and a terrifying Immortal spiritual power erupted.
Soon, nine imposing lightning palm shadows blasted out from Xing Qinghan's palm.
Bang Bang Bang …
The nine lightning palm shadows blasted out, and collided with the Demonic Star Splitting Palm, causing a series of loud explosions.
But after the nine explosions, the nine lightning palm shadows collapsed, as if they were cut in half by a knife.
After destroying the lightning palm shadow, the Demonic Star Splitting Palm's offensive power did not decrease, and directly blasted on Xing Qinghan's body.
Puchi!
Under the bombardment of the Demonic Star Splitting Palm, one of Xing Qinghan's arms was directly cut off.
Xing Qinghan's face immediately turned pale, and he let out a miserable scream.
Although the people of the Longevity Clan had a terrifying recovery ability, they could recover no matter how serious the injury was.
But it did not mean that when they were seriously injured, they would not feel the slightest bit of pain.
"Brother Qinghan, how are you?"
"How … how is this possible? This kid is only a Perfected Golden Immortal, how could he …"
"Demonic arts, this kid must know demonic arts. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?"
…
Xing Li and the others widened their eyes, unable to believe this was true. They could not accept such an outcome.
Mo Qingyun was merely a Golden Celestial of the Great All-Embracing Heaven, but he was still able to overpower a group of Nine Heavens Mysterious Celestials.
To them, this was simply too ironic.
"I said that none of you can leave, so none of you can leave."
Mo Qingyun forced Xing Qinghan back with a palm, and his face turned cold as he said those words.
As soon as Mo Qingyun's words fell, he controlled the eight ancient swords and attacked Xing Qinghan and the others again.
Xing Li and the others were now half-dead, so how could they be a match for Mo Qingyun?
Not to mention fighting Mo Qingyun, even dodging Mo Qingyun's attacks was extremely difficult.
However, Mo Qingyun did not go easy on Xing Qinghan and the others just because they were seriously injured.
Mo Qingyun was very clear that if he was the one who was defeated today, his fate would be a hundred times more miserable.
If he was killed by Xing Qinghan and the others, Long Hanyan and the others on the Fortune Mainland would also meet a miserable end.
Thinking of this outcome, Mo Qingyun's expression turned cold, and he no longer had any sympathy for Xing Qinghan and the others.
Pu pu pu!
In a short while, under the attacks of the eight ancient swords, Xing Li and the others were killed.
Among all of them, the only one who could guarantee their own lives was Xing Qing Han.
"Kid, you dare to kill my clansmen, just wait to be hunted down by my clan."
Seeing that Xing Li and the others were killed, Xing Qinghan's eyes turned bloodshot. He wanted nothing more than to grind Mo Qingyun's bones into dust.
In the Kunlai Immortal Realm, it had always been the Longevity Tribe killing people. They had never been slaughtered like this.
This encounter was simply a great humiliation to them.
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