Everything was within everyone's expectations. The next step would be for the little Swordsman to land on the ground and show off his glib tongue, right?
At this moment, the flying sword was less than a thousand feet away from the peerless cultivator. The momentum of the sword had already slowed down, and there was no other choice but to fall!
The cultivator let down his last bit of vigilance and looked at the little Swordsman. As expected, the little Swordsman began to slowly float down …
The exact same method, no novelty at all!
Everyone thought that the battle was over, and that all that was left was to admit defeat or land on the ground …
But no one noticed that the flying sword, Four Seasons, paused for a moment before rising up and shooting out like a venomous snake!
In that instant, the terrifying sound of the sword filled the air, and killing intent filled the air. There was no turning back …
"Junior Brother, be careful!"
The people below only had time to shout this sentence, but it was already meaningless. By the time they shouted the last word, the flying sword had already taken effect!
How long would it take for a flying sword to travel less than a thousand feet? In theory, it shouldn't take more than two breaths, depending on the cultivator's cultivation and sword technique.
Lou Xiaoyi's Four Seasons was currently a nine-layered flying sword, and the speed sword formation had five layers. This was already completely within the category of a speed-type flying sword! In addition to the support of the sword spirit, the uneven fulcrum allowed this sword to exceed the theoretical value under normal circumstances, reaching a height that a Swordsman might not be able to achieve even after hundreds of years of sword practice.
In just a breath's time, the flying sword was about to reach him, but the spell cultivator only had time to erect the most basic protective aura shield!
He had just taken out his magic tool, talismans were still in his storage ring, and his defensive spell had yet to form!
Everything was too late. The flying sword was extremely precise, and it pierced right through his forehead and came out of his brain! A bright red flower of blood exploded in the air!
At the same time, Lou Xiaoyi pulled himself up. He had to make it seem like he was receiving the flying sword! He had to make people think that he had only used a secret technique, and that he didn't have the ability to attack from a distance!
It wasn't good for him to be too high-profile now, and he had to conceal himself!
When he approached, the spell cultivator's blood exploded in the air. He still felt nauseous for no reason, and needed to eat something to suppress his nausea …
Amidst the exclamations, several figures flew into the air at the same time. This was the natural reaction of magic cultivators who had lost their companions! But if you don't take precautions, this reaction may evolve into a different outcome!
However, there was a figure that was faster than everyone else. It was a flash of sword light. Guang Bei, who was in the flash of sword light, was laughing loudly. After a long period of depression and sudden release, he, who had always paid attention to his appearance, lost his composure. His face twisted in extreme pleasure!
"What? Not admitting defeat? Fine, five against three. Today, we will fight to the death here. Whoever leaves halfway will be the Demonic Beast's pet! "
Smoky silently came to Yan Bo's side. This was her duty!
She had been dealt a blow! It was clearly an outcome of certain defeat, but now it had miraculously reversed, and the reason was that shocking sword strike!
She admitted that she could not unleash such a sword strike, but at the same time, she believed that this strike was probably an overdraft of her strength, and she could not continue!
Even so, it was already very impressive. This was a sword formed by the combination of various schemes, a sword that could not be replicated. It was an effect that could only be achieved by the close cooperation of a Swordsman and a Dharma Cultivator!
Countless coincidences turned into an inevitability! Was this the reason why she had killed before? Senior Brother Guang Bei was right. It was impossible for her to unleash such a sword strike. It was too strange, too sinister, too unpredictable!
In the end, the Dharma Cultivator did not choose to turn hostile. This was a normal and rational choice!
It was embarrassing now, but if they turned hostile and engaged in a chaotic battle, it would be embarrassing for the Supreme! If they did not abide by the terms of the bet, even the Supreme would not forgive them!
They did not speak harshly, nor did they swear an oath. The few Supreme cultivators carried the corpses of their companions and left hurriedly. However, each of them would pass by Lou Xiaoyi, who was eating sugar-coated haws, and give him a deep look.
Lou Xiaoyi was very innocent. "It's not my fault! He was stupid! He came up of his own accord! How could he be so stupid? It doesn't make sense! "
Clan Leader Shan Kui walked over and said respectfully, "Four against six, and you still managed to win. Xuanyuan's reputation for being good at fighting is well deserved. Martial Uncle told me that the Shan Kui Clan will join the Western Regions' Cultivation World!"
This was an inevitable choice for the Shan Kui Clan. If they remained neutral, they would offend both sides. What good would that do?
Therefore, if they left the Supreme, they would have to choose Xuanyuan. Even if they were more inclined towards the Dharma lineage, after seeing Xuanyuan's true strength, they had no choice but to submit to reality!
This battle wasn't as simple as four against six! Among the four Swordsman from Xuanyuan, two were external swordsmen, and one was even a newcomer to the Foundation Establishment stage. Even so, they could not win. They did not even have the courage to turn hostile after the battle. This made the Shan Kui Clan realize that in the Cultivation World, strength was everything.
The rest of the contract went smoothly. Without any disturbances, and with the demonstration of strength, it would be strange if it did not go smoothly.
At night, in the wooden house, Lou Xiaoyi and Smoky Puppet watched as Guang Bei treated Yan Bo. They were both amateurs in this aspect. Lou Xiaoyi could not do it, and neither could Smoky Puppet.
Guang Bei's treatment was heavy. In his words, this was a necessary lesson! In this battle, the two junior brothers and sister of the External Sword Sect, who had lower cultivation, had made the right choice and persevered until the end. On the contrary, it was his second senior brother, who was usually arrogant, who had dropped the ball. In Guang Bei's words, it was too embarrassing for the External Sword Sect!
Yan Bo closed his eyes and did not say a word. No one knew what he was thinking. Hopefully, he could walk out of this shadow smoothly. No one could help him with this!
Guang Bei also ignored him. Only Lou Xiaoyi knew what to say so that this fellow would not continue to feel ashamed and refuse to open his mouth. Among the four of them, there was only one bickering companion, so he could not become a mute from now on.
"Senior brother! Why don't we send senior brother Yan Bo to his father-in-law's Yue Shang Clan? With his wife's care, his injuries will heal faster! "
This sentence was indeed effective. Yan Bo immediately said, "Cigarette Butt, are you trying to harm me again? I can't go to that place. I'll die of exhaustion! "
Everyone laughed. Guang Bei snorted, "Not playing dead anymore? Let's see if you still dare to raise your chin to the sky after this!
Just stay here and recuperate. In a month, you will be able to move again. Escaping won't be a problem, but you might be affected in battle. Recover slowly. It won't take too long! "
Smoky asked, "Senior Brother, we still have two people from the High Mountain Tribe in the center. Do you want to wait for a month, or do you want to send two people there first?"
Guang Bei flatly refused. He was the eldest senior brother, not alone. He had to be responsible for the safety of his junior brothers and sisters. At the very least, he could not throw his life away in a meaningless place!
"We're not going anywhere! We'll stay here and accompany Yan Bo to recuperate! As for the last two people from the High Mountain Tribe, we won't go!
When Yan Bo is almost recovered, we'll go to the tribe near the western region of the Wolf Ridge! "
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