The improvement of the Bloody Cave Stronghold's overall strength and their advantage in numbers made this examination a tragedy.
This made the examinees gloomy.
"We're finished. We're too few. We're no match for them."
One of the examinees suddenly held his head and screamed. He turned around and ran away.
However, after running for dozens of steps, several blood-red figures suddenly jumped out of the snow and killed him on the spot. They carried the body up the city gate tower.
The Great Master grabbed the body, sucked the blood dry, and threw it down the city gate tower.
"Hahaha, the first task of the Eight Immortal Mountain's annual examination is to eliminate the bandits. I knew this day would come, so I was prepared.
Although the information the Eight Immortal Mountain got about us is true, it's always lagging behind.
This time, they actually sent so many precious supplements. Each of you is a talented young genius. Unfortunately, you're all going to die here today. "
The Great Bandit Master laughed very proudly.
He had made a lot of preparations for this day. Not only did he send spies to the Eight Immortal Mountain, but he also bribed the people of the Eight Immortal Mountain.
"Is there anyone called Ling Xiao among you?"
The Great Master suddenly asked.
"Yes, but he's not here now. He's probably dead."
Someone answered.
"Humph, he got off easy."
The Great Master snorted and waved his hand. "Kill! The Half Step Yin-Yang Realm cultivators will belong to me and Second Brother. The rest will belong to you. "
"Kill!"
The bandits shouted excitedly.
They didn't plan to defend the city. Instead, they planned to fight and kill all the poor examinees.
After all, they had the upper hand. If they still hid in the city, the enemies would probably escape.
Soon, the bandits formed a tight encirclement and surrounded the eighty examinees.
The cold wind blew, and the smell of blood filled the air. It made people feel very uncomfortable.
The eighty examinees looked terrible.
At this moment, they only had one way to go, and that was to kill their way out.
Because their retreat had been blocked, and there was an ambush in the snow, they could only fight if they didn't want to die.
"Brothers, what are you afraid of? We are all geniuses with extraordinary talent. Among us, there are even martial artists who have entered the cycle of reincarnation. Are we just going to wait helplessly for death? "
Suddenly, a young man stood out from the crowd.
He appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his gaze was cold and steady.
"He should be a martial artist who has entered the Samsara realm."
Ling Xiao secretly guessed.
Martial artists who had entered the Samsara Realm could not be seen on the surface, unless you had lived with them and knew that they grew very fast.
Otherwise, on the surface, there would be no difference between them.
"That's right. Although we have fewer people, our overall strength is stronger than those bandits. We're not afraid that we won't be able to kill our way out!"
Another person stepped forward.
That was true. There were 84 examinees left, and 60 of them were at half step Yin Yang Realm level 6.
Five of them were at the eighth level.
There was also one who had reached the tenth level of strength and was on par with the bandit leader.
Such combat strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.
After these people's shouts, the originally panicked crowd suddenly calmed down.
Ling Xiao smiled slightly. These youths were not bad. If it were an ordinary person who suddenly encountered such a big change, they would be so flustered that they would not be able to find their bearings.
Just as a life-and-death battle was about to begin, a terrifying aura suddenly swept over.
A Yin-Yang Realm martial artist!
Ling Xiao looked into the distance.
A figure wearing a white goose feather cloak descended on the city walls of Blood Cave Stronghold.
This person was a man, a man who looked more feminine than a woman.
He was not old, probably in his early twenties.
He was holding a goose feather fan in his hand and was fanning himself on this cold day.
"Blood Cave Stronghold has done many evil things. You are unlucky to have met me today."
The man's eyes were like lightning as he looked at the thousands of bandits with a smile. There was no fear on his face, only indifference and disdain.
The leader of Blood Cave Stronghold cupped his hands and said, "Who are you? Do you want to interfere with our Blood Cave Stronghold's matters?"
Although he sensed that the other party was not ordinary, he was not afraid because the Blood Cave Stronghold had a backer.
"I am Mo Feiyu of Eight Immortal Mountain! If you die, remember my name. Don't be a confused ghost! "
After saying that, he suddenly waved the goose feather fan in his hand. Between heaven and earth, the terrifying cold wind actually formed a huge white lion behind him.
The lion was covered in ice and snow.
The cold air between heaven and earth was dense.
"Roar!"
The white lion let out a terrifying roar and charged at the bandits.
The Blood Cave Stronghold bandits, who were known for their cruelty, did not even have a chance to fight back. They were either frozen into ice sculptures or killed by the huge lion.
"Run!"
The leader of Blood Cave Stronghold saw that the situation was not good, so he turned and ran. He left no trace in the snow and instantly escaped hundreds of meters away.
However, it was useless. The terrifying cold air had already enveloped the entire area. Almost everywhere was covered in terrifying icicles.
Originally, the Blood Cave Village was surrounded by pure white snow. At this moment, the snow danced in the air. In the snow, there was a lion covered in snow roaring and fighting.
It made people feel as if they had stepped into an extremely cold place.
"Do you think you can escape? If I, Mo Feiyu, want to kill, no one can escape! "
With a cold smile, a huge icicle formed behind the leader of the bandits.
Then, with lightning speed, it pierced out and nailed the bandit leader to a pine tree.
The leader of the bandits was a Half Step Yin-Yang Realm Level Ten expert. Yet, he could not withstand a casual attack from Mo Feiyu.
In just a few minutes, the snow finally stopped, and the lion disappeared.
Only corpses were left.
More than a thousand Blood Cave Stronghold bandits, including the leader and second leader, died in his hands.
This was what it meant to kill people as easily as flipping one's hand.
"This person's cultivation is probably even more terrifying than Shen Chong and Lin Yang."
Ling Xiao thought to himself.
Shen Chong was at the early stage of Yin-Yang Realm Level One Hell, and Lin Yang was slightly stronger.
However, Mo Feiyu was probably even more terrifying than the two of them combined.
However, why did he come here today?
Did he not know that the Eight Immortal Mountain was going to test their disciples here? He actually killed all the bandits. What was the point of the test?
"Haha, Big Brother Feiyu is indeed powerful. We really admire you!"
"Not bad, not bad. With Big Brother Feiyu here, these bandits are nothing."
As they laughed, two figures appeared beside Mo Feiyu.
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