Sorrowful Black Silk flew closer and saw Zhong Shan slowly taking back his blade.
From the intensity of the Evil Qi on their swords, it was easy to see that the three of them were at the Xiantian fourth stage, which was similar to Zhong Shan. However, they were all killed by Zhong Shan and Zhong Shan was not injured at all.
Sorrowful Black Silk stared at Ye Xiwen in a daze. Sorrowful Black Silk was surprised, and many people around also showed a shocked expression. After all, one versus four, and he actually defeated them so easily. Ye Xiwen's blade technique was too exquisite and he was too fierce.
"Third sister." Tian Ling 'er's call instantly attracted Zhong Shan's attention and also woke up Sorrowful Black Silk who was in a daze.
He turned his head and saw Sorrowful Black Silk stopped in midair.
"Ling 'er?" Sorrowful Black Silk pressed down her flying sword and landed in front of Ling' er. Her eyes flashed with astonishment.
Tian Ling 'er immediately took off her hat and revealed a brilliant smile.
"Why are you here?" Sorrowful Black Silk looked at Tian Ling 'er and then looked at Zhong Shan and asked. At the same time, she also looked at the other black-robed man suspiciously.
"Great-uncle, who is she?" In the black robe, Inglan pouted and asked Zhong Shan.
Somehow, when Sorrowful Black Silk flew over, Inglan felt a sense of urgency. Sorrowful Black Silk was too perfect. Even her white hair seemed to have given her a perfect label. Perfect? What did perfection have to do with her? However, when Sorrowful Black Silk flew over, Inglan inexplicably felt a trace of hostility.
Great-uncle?
Sorrowful Black Silk was wondering who the other black-robed man was, but when she heard a pleasant female voice calling Zhong Shan Great-uncle, Sorrowful Black Silk was stunned. A look of infinite surprise appeared on her face.
Great-uncle? She called Zhong Shan Great-uncle?
"This is my friend." Zhong Shan said to Inglan.
However, he did not introduce Sorrowful Black Silk to Inglan, because if he did, the seniority would be a problem.
Sorrowful Black Silk looked at Inglan in surprise and an indescribable expression appeared on her face.
"Third sister, why is the eldest brother fighting with that man?" Tian Ling 'er asked in a puzzled manner.
"That's the leader of the Bloodsword Sect, Xue Sha. A few days ago, when we entered the formation, two of our junior brothers died at the hands of Xue Sha's disciples. In order to take revenge, Eldest Senior Brother massacred the entire Bloodsword Sect. Only now did Xue Sha get the news and come here to fight Eldest Senior Brother to the death," said Sorrow Qing Si.
Black Silk said said Black Silk's eyes.. to Tian Tian 'Black Silk's....
"No, Eldest Senior Brother is at the ninth stage of Jindan, while Xue Sha is at the tenth stage of Jindan." Sorrowful Green Silk frowned as she looked at the distant mountain peak.
"Ah? Then why don't they attack together? "Tian Ling 'er asked in a puzzled manner. After being with Zhong Shan for a while, Tian Ling 'er understood that in times of danger, a group attack was needed, just like Immortal Miao two days ago.
"Eldest brother said he can do it, and asked us to pay attention to the surroundings and prepare for him." Sorrowful Black Silk looked at the Assassin in the distance and sighed. The weak against the strong. The Assassin was indeed different from ordinary people.
Zhong Shan did not express his opinion on the Assassin's actions. If it was before entering the Mizar Sect, Zhong Shan would have scoffed. In a life and death situation, if he did not fight with all his strength, would he still care about fairness? However, after two years in the Immortal Sect, Zhong Shan slowly realized that many times, forcing oneself into a desperate situation was the best way to stimulate one's potential.
The confrontation between the Assassin and Xue Sha had been going on for six hours. During that time, neither of them moved. However, anyone with good eyesight would know that the area around the two of them was the most dangerous.
This was because their auras were rising crazily. However, their auras were restrained within their bodies. They were like two statues that were motionless. However, it was fine if these two statues did not move. Once they moved, they would definitely cause earth-shattering destruction.
Xiantian Realm cultivators could not get close to them at all. As for Golden Core Realm cultivators, they also knew how terrifying their aura was. Although they did not release their aura, the pressure that came out of nowhere made it hard for everyone to breathe.
One of them was the leader of the Bloodsword Sect, and the other was the second generation disciple of the Mizar Sect. It was very likely that he would become the leader of the Mizar Sect in the future.
Both of them were determined to kill each other.
Six hours, six hours had passed, and no one had moved. They were both looking for each other's flaws. Even if there was a slight flaw, the aura and power that they had accumulated would definitely be released.
Xue Sha did not expect the other party to be so strong. He was only a step away from the Nascent Soul Realm. The other party's True Essence was not as strong as his, but at this moment, the other party's aura could not suppress him. How could this be? Mizar Sect? Is the Mizar Sect really that strong?
Just as Xue Sha was feeling anxious, the Assassin's eyes suddenly narrowed. The opportunity had come.
"Shing ~ ~ ~ ~"
The Assassin drew his sword.
The moment the Assassin drew his sword, Xue Sha also swung his sword at the same time. He had accumulated all his strength for this attack.
Zhong Shan kept staring into the distance without blinking. The Assassin's speed was too fast last time, so he did not see it clearly. This time, he had to take a closer look.
Zhong Shan saw that the moment the Assassin drew his sword, the blade seemed to emit an infinite amount of light. It was as if the world had suddenly darkened, and only the blade was shining. Seeing that light, Zhong Shan's mind could not help but be drawn.
In an instant, the sword was unsheathed. Perhaps it was because he was too far away this time, but Zhong Shan's eyes were not completely white.
Zhong Shan focused his gaze and saw the sword slash out. The speed was too fast, Zhong Shan could only see a blurry image of the sword.
When the sword was drawn, a white light soared into the sky. The opposite side seemed to be filled with the color of a sea of blood. Zhong Shan saw from the corner of his eyes that after Xue Sha drew his sword, the entire area turned red. It was like a blood cloud, and the Assassin's sword was like a piercing light that parted the clouds.
The bright light was like a long sword, tearing apart the clouds and mist like a withered tree. At this moment, Zhong Shan had a very strange feeling. The Assassin's sword was like a ray of light that descended from the sky, and that ray of light was like a long sword that pierced through the clouds. Zhong Shan could not tell whether it was a ray of light or a sword.
"Shing ~ ~ ~ ~"
With a crisp sound, the light suddenly disappeared. The blood mist in Zhong Shan's eyes also dissipated.
It was too fast and too strong. Even though Zhong Shan had risen to the fourth stage of the Xiantian Realm, he still could not see that sword clearly. It was an extremely powerful sword.
The crisp sound from before was the end of the short battle. The Assassin put away his sword, and opposite him, the blood-colored long sword in Xue Sha's hand was broken into two. What was in his hand was only the sword hilt. Xue Sha did not attack again. He could not attack again.
A slit on Xue Sha's head, face, and chest was evidence of Xue Sha's death.
The Assassin's sword had cut the powerful Xue Sha into two. He was dead.
After two breaths, a large amount of blood spurted out from the slit on Xue Sha's face. Xue Sha's body slowly fell to the ground. His body had been split into two, and he died without a complete corpse. A sect master of a generation had vanished into thin air and become history.
As long as the people from the various sects stared at that sword, they were deeply shocked and terrified. The Mizar Sect? Was this the power of an Immortal Sect?
"Chu Jiu, what do you think of that sword?" The young man on the mountain not far away asked the middle-aged man behind him.
"This person's comprehension is superb. He has already comprehended the mystery of the first level of the Soul Slash. He is qualified to challenge you at the same level," Chu Jiu said in a deep voice.
"There will be a chance. The Heaven-Slashing Sword-Drawing Technique of the Mizar Sect?" The young man narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. A hint of belligerence flashed in his eyes.
On the north side of the formation, Princess Qianyou said softly, "The Heaven-Slashing Sword-Drawing Technique is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Mr. Shui Jing, who was waving his feather fan, said, "This man's comprehension is superb. He can challenge some people who have just entered the Nascent Soul Realm."
Zhong Shan clenched his fists, and his eyes were extremely firm. The Gold Core Realm? Was this the Gold Core Realm? How strong was the Sky-Splitting Crown Prince?
"Eldest Senior Brother is really powerful." Tian Ling 'er said from the side, but her tone was no longer as excited as before. This was because compared to Zhong Shan's previous killing of Immortal Miao Miao, this great victory and Zhong Shan's great victory were not shocking.
Inglan did not say anything. After all, her strength was too low. She only saw the dazzling light and then it was gone. Therefore, she did not make any comments.
"Let's go up the mountain," Sorrowful Green Silk said.
"Okay." Zhong Shan nodded.
He took Inglan and quickly rushed to the mountain where the Heavenly Kill was. Sorrowful Green Silk and Tian Ling 'er flew up, but they were not fast. They waited for the two of them.
After the Heavenly Kill killed the Blood Demon with one sword strike, a faint trace of sweat appeared on his forehead. However, he hid it very well and it evaporated in the blink of an eye.
On one hand, he wanted to sharpen his swordsmanship and stimulate his potential. On the other hand, it was for Sorrowful Green Silk. He wanted to imprint his powerful sword into Sorrowful Green Silk's heart and use this sword to conquer Sorrowful Green Silk psychologically.
If he succeeded, as long as one stood close to him, no matter who it was, they would have a deep impression of him being invincible.
The Heavenly Kill slowly turned his head and was about to see Sorrowful Green Silk's different expression when he suddenly realized that Sorrowful Green Silk was gone.
Gone? A trace of depression flashed in the Heavenly Kill's eyes. He turned his head and happened to see Sorrowful Green Silk talking to another man.
Another man? The Heavenly Kill's heart stopped. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes. He focused his gaze and realized that it was actually Zhong Shan, the third-generation disciple who had just entered the Mizang Sect. Zhong Shan?
The Heavenly Kill did not think highly of the third-generation disciples, especially this Zhong Shan. He recalled his master's evaluation at that time. His foundation was extremely poor, so he would not enter the Heavenly Kill's eyes. In the Heavenly Kill's eyes, he was like a stinking bug. However, such a stinking bug made Sorrowful Green Silk not even care about the Heavenly Kill's battle? Could it be that his life and death in Sorrowful Green Silk's eyes was not as important as Zhong Shan's arrival?
PS: Second update, please recommend it.
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