The reflection of the pitch-black saber was magnified in Gu Xuan's eyes.
The power of the Delusion-breaker Eyes allowed him to see the trajectory of the saber.
In fact, Gu Xuan could even see the wrinkles on Xue Bazhong's hideous face.
"Die!"
Xue Baichong roared like thunder, his voice shaking the clouds.
In his eyes, Gu Xuan, who was bound by the Word of Truth, had no way out!
Terrifying sound waves rippled out from the space that was still fragmenting.
Xue Baichong's roar fell clearly into Mo Jingyun and Li Xieyun's ears.
"Master is in danger. Jingyun, don't worry about me. Go help Master!"
Mo Jingyun looked anxious as he pushed Li Xieyun away.
Li Xieyun was helpless.
"You're too worried. Second Brother, you don't understand Master. Master doesn't need my help because Master will never lose! "
Li Xieyun's words were resolute and decisive.
Mo Jingyun was shocked. "Does Master have a trump card that we don't know about? Don't keep us in suspense. Tell us! "
Li Xieyun rolled his eyes at Mo Jingyun.
"Since it's a trump card that we don't know about, how can I tell you? Don't worry. Since Master chose to face Xue Baichong alone, Master will be fine. "
Mo Jingyun frowned. Confusion appeared in his eyes.
"What do you mean? What do you mean Master chose to face Xue Baichong alone? Explain it to me clearly. "
The corner of Li Xieyun's mouth twitched.
"Second Brother, were you scared out of your wits just now? Didn't you see that there was spatial turbulence gushing out of the space? Don't you think that under normal circumstances, the space would have healed by itself? "
Hearing this, Mo Jingyun came to a sudden realization. His eyes lit up.
"I see! Master purposely left the space in a shattered state to allow spatial turbulence to gush out! He did it to cover it up!
This way, even if there were Saints monitoring this space, they wouldn't be able to find out what was happening inside.
In other words, Master doesn't want anyone to know about the trump card that he's going to use! "
Li Xieyun's lips curled into a sinister smile. His red hair fluttered in the wind.
"A trump card that's exposed isn't a trump card anymore. Therefore, we can imagine how miserable Xue Baichong's death will be. Haha. "
Xue Baichong's eyes were filled with shock as he stood in the shattered space.
The pitch-black long saber that he used to slash at Gu Xuan's head was gently grasped by a right hand that shone with dazzling golden light when it was only an inch away.
Of course, Gu Xue Baichong was Xue Baichong's perspective.
That was because Gu Xuan felt that it was truly very easy to hold this pitch-black long blade. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was effortless.
"Master? How? how? How Technique Technique's Technique? How can you block my sure-kill attack?! "
Xue Bazhong's eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
The corners of Gu Xuan's mouth curved into a beautiful arc.
"An idiot will always be an idiot. Even if you're a saint, you're still an idiot. Haven't you noticed that even though I've been hit by the Word of Truth Technique, the space around me still shows no signs of recovering?
Look, there's more spatial turbulence than before. "
Xue Baichong was startled. He looked around and realized what was going on.
Immediately after, he was like a deflated balloon, and his entire body became dispirited.
"Looks like I was too careless. The Power Word Technique has never truly restricted your movements. "
Xue Bazhong suddenly raised his head and glared at Gu Xuan, roaring like a madman.
"But why?! Why can't the Technique Technique restrain you?! What kind of power do you have to be able to resist the Technique Technique?! "
Gu Xuan smiled and shook his head.
He exerted some force with his right hand, and with a cracking sound, the pitch-black saber in Xue Bazhong's hand shattered and turned into dust.
Xue Baichong's eyes narrowed as he stared at Gu Xuan's right hand.
"Your right hand has fused with a spirit treasure, a Mystical Spirit Treasure!"
At this point, Xue Ba would be a fool if he still didn't realize what was going on.
"But that doesn't make sense. How can a half-step True Emperor use the full power of a Mystical Spirit Treasure, this …"
Before Xue Bazhong could finish, Gu Xuan interrupted him.
"That's because this Mystical Spiritual Treasure was refined by me using my Blood Essence as a catalyst. Furthermore, I even specially deduced a set of fist techniques for him.
So let me ask you, why can't I unleash the full power of this Mystical Spiritual Treasure? "
Xue Baichong trembled.
"You actually refined a Mystical Spirit Treasure? No wonder, no wonder … Looks like I didn't die for nothing. But even if I have to die, I won't die in your hands.
Even if I have to die, I'll drag you down with me! "
Xue Baichong's voice became hoarse. It was the voice of an old man.
However, an extremely dangerous glint flashed across his eyes.
He suddenly opened his arms, and his entire body began to swell. A destructive aura suddenly erupted from his body.
At this moment, he wanted to self-destruct!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe the power of a Saint Realm martial artist's self-detonation as apocalyptic.
If Xue Baichong succeeded, even Li Xieyun and Mo Jingyun, who were far away from this shattered space, would be sucked in, let alone Gu Xuan.
Even Li Xieyun, who was also a Saint, would be gravely injured.
At this moment, Gu Xuan did not dare to hesitate at all.
"Star Plucking Palm!"
He moved and punched out with his right fist.
A dazzling light penetrated the layers of shattered space and illuminated the sky.
The power of the fist was enough to pierce through the firmament and overturn the sun, moon, and stars. It was enough to kill all gods and demons in its path!
The power of this fist was at its peak.
Xue Baichong's eyes widened. He wanted to block, but his body was paralyzed by the power of the fist.
Bang!
Gu Xuan's right fist penetrated Xue Baichong's dantian.
"What a powerful fist …"
Xue Baichong spat out a mouthful of blood. The destructive aura on his body gradually dissipated. He couldn't self-destruct anymore.
"I can't accept my loss. If I hadn't been careless and used the power of the Art of Truth too early and aged my body, you would've been the one to lose! "
"If you hadn't used the Art of Truth, it would've been difficult for me to kill you. However, there are no ifs. You used it, so you used it. Do you know that you're much weaker than the Taoist sect leader?
Finally, I want to ask you one more question. Even if you used up your lifespan, logically speaking, your chances of becoming a Saint should be very slim.
As a peak Half-Saint, you shouldn't be so stupid as to gamble on such a slim chance.
So, what exactly did you rely on? "
Gu Xuan stared at Xue Baichong as if he wanted to see through him and get an answer.
Xue Baichong smiled proudly.
"Take a guess. You'll never know! You and Fairy Feihong will both die! Hahaha … "
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