There were at least a few thousand cultivators gathered here.
However, at that moment, it was dead silent both inside and outside the residence, as though everyone was choked by their throats and could not breathe.
It was way too tragic!
The Four Mounted Bandits were known for their strong physiques and melee combat strength. Among them, Bao Yunfeng was agile and had explosive speed. Apart from seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators who could suppress him, he was almost invincible among six meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
If they had not witnessed it personally, no one would have believed that Bao Yunfeng would be killed by a four meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator in melee combat without an intact corpse!
More than that, no one would have believed that someone would dare to take Bao Yunfeng's life in Xuantian City.
Something big had happened!
It did not matter if Bao Yunfeng was dead. However, given how cruel and violent the other three Mounted Bandits were, many innocent cultivators would be implicated in their rage.
On the second floor, the white-robed man put away his small fan with a strange glint in his eyes. Suddenly, he asked, "Uncle Liang, what do you think … of this person?"
"He's strong in melee combat and is decisive in his attacks."
Uncle Liang said deeply, "However, this lad doesn't know how to endure and is too rash. While he's happy, there's no turning back between him and the Four Mounted Bandits and he's dead for sure."
"I'm rather interested in him," The white-robed man smiled gently and said.
Uncle Liang frowned. "Young master, you want to recruit him?"
"I do have that intention," The white-robed man nodded.
Uncle Liang said, "If we recruit him now, it'll be equivalent to offending the Four Mounted Bandits and that's too irrational. The reason why we entered the ancient battlefield this time round is for the Elixir Pool Sect ruins. It's not wise for us to become enemies with such a strong enemy. "
Pausing for a moment, Uncle Liang continued, "Right now, Glass Palace, Malevolent Earth Sect and a few other major factions are lingering around Xuantian City. They're probably here for the Elixir Pool Sect ruins. Compared to Glass Palace and Malevolent Earth Sect, we lack top experts and have a small advantage. You have to be careful, young master."
"Top expert?"
The white-robed man smiled and his beautiful gaze landed on the green-robed cultivator in the residence. Raising his head, he said, "Isn't there one of them?"
"Him?"
Uncle Liang also smiled and said, "Although this old man is old, I haven't reached the point where my eyesight is failing. Although this person is strong in melee combat, he can't be considered as a top expert, right? "
The white-robed man.
…
In the courtyard.
Su Zimo's Python Coiling Around Bao Yunfeng had killed him. His green robes were dyed scarlet as he stood in the pool of blood. His entire being was exuding a murderous aura. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, exuding a sharp killing intent!
"Kill!"
After Bao Yunfeng's death, the hundreds of desperadoes did not retreat. Instead, they roared and charged toward Su Zimo with their machetes in hand!
These were desperadoes, all of them were people who didn't care about their own lives.
The ferocious horses that the desperadoes rode were Foundation Establishment spirit demons as well. Their eyes were bloodshot and they possessed frightening strength. If they were to collide with a cultivator, the latter would be torn apart!
Over a hundred cavalrymen rushed over, bringing with them a cloud of dust. Their momentum was terrifying.
If it was anyone else present, they would avoid the edge of such a formation at the first possible moment, as they were deeply afraid of being annihilated and trampled into mush by the cavalry.
However, Su Zimo did not retreat or evade. His eyes lit up as he activated his bloodline. The sound of waves and rolling thunder resounded from within his body, giving off an imposing aura.
Driving his bloodline, his strength surged!
"Boom!"
Su Zimo exhaled and stretched out a pair of huge palms. He pressed them on the heads of the two horses that were charging over and suddenly exerted his strength.
His sleeves exploded instantly, revealing two muscular arms. His muscles were knotted together inch by inch, as though they were molten steel and filled with explosive power!
How strong was the impact of a galloping horse?
Most of the other demon beasts in the forest would not dare to take it head-on, let alone cultivators.
However, right in front of countless gazes, the two ferocious horses were pinned to the ground by Su Zimo's palms and could not advance at all!
Su Zimo's feet sank deep into the mud as he stood on the spot like an ancient god. His gaze was deep and unmoving!
Caught off guard, the two desperadoes on the horses were sent flying instantly.
Little Fatty and Shi Jian each wielded a gigantic axe and a metal rod respectively. Taking advantage of the dizziness of the two men as they tumbled in midair, the two of them ended their lives easily.
There was no way the two ferocious horses could withstand the pincer attack of two different forces. Their tendons and bones were shattered as their flesh exploded. With a tragic cry, they died on the spot.
The cavalry at the back could not charge forward either as they fell to the ground one after another in a mess.
Right in front, a ferocious horse charged towards Su Zimo's chest.
"Heh!"
Su Zimo sneered and strode forward. Bending his knees, he charged forward like a ferocious horse as well!
Bang!
The tall and muscular spirit demon horse was sent flying by a seemingly short human. Its body exploded into a mist of blood.
"Roar!"
Right then, Night Spirit lowered his front limbs and head in an attacking stance. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar from the depths of his throat!
The ferocious spirit demon horses that were initially filled with battle intent and killing intent were so scared that their legs went limp and their eyes shone with endless fear.
Those spirit demons did not recognize Night Spirit.
However, they had a deep-rooted fear that originated from the source of their bloodline towards that roar!
Some of the ferocious horses trembled and knelt on the ground, peeing and shitting themselves out of fright.
Some of the ferocious horses seemed to have gone mad as they flung the cultivators on their backs off. They then pushed through the crowd and fled into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred desperadoes were in a mess.
The surrounding cultivators were shocked and the way they looked at Night Spirit changed gradually.
Even though they were clearly uninvolved, they felt their hearts skip a beat the moment Night Spirit roared and almost turned to flee.
Su Zimo slapped his storage bag and 18 flying swords appeared before him.
Buzz!
The 18 flying swords trembled at the same time and let out a clear sword hum. Spirit lights shone brightly on the swords and they shone continuously.
"Ah!"
"Supreme-grade flying swords! All of them are supreme-grade flying swords!"
"I wonder how many people he killed to be able to gather 18 supreme-grade flying swords."
A series of exclamations sounded from the crowd.
On the second floor, the white-robed man and Uncle Liang exclaimed softly at the same time.
Uncle Liang frowned and shook his head with a strange expression. "That's not right. The length, width, thickness and even the patterns on the 18 supreme-grade flying swords are exactly the same. They don't look like they were gathered together. Instead, they look like they were created by a Weapon Refinement Master …"
"If I'm not wrong, he should be a Sword Formation Master," The white-robed man suddenly said.
Before the white-robed man finished his sentence, Su Zimo waved his hands in the courtyard and the 18 flying swords intersected in the void, leaving behind streams of sword qi that did not dissipate.
Whoosh!
The light of the formation patterns shone brightly and illuminated half the night skies!
The 18 flying swords gathered together with their tips pointing outwards, forming a gigantic sword-shaped disk. Like a blazing sun, it released 18 streams of sword qi that were blinding and sharp!
The Candlelight Sword Formation!
"Go!"
Su Zimo pointed forward.
The sword-shaped disk charged into the crowd and circled around the hundred desperadoes, shuttling back and forth. Endless sword qi was released and blood mist spewed as severed limbs flew everywhere.
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