Puchi!

In Murong Yue's hand, the Fanyue Sword pierced into Yichenzi's waist, penetrating nearly an inch deep!

"You two little girls are courting death!"

Yichenzi was furious. Even when fighting the Wolf King, he hadn't been injured, yet now he was injured by a cultivator at merely the middle stage of the Tribulation.

After a loud shout, he opened his mouth and spat, and a small sword shimmering with a purple halo suddenly appeared, shooting towards Xiao Mei!

Puff!

Xiao Mei didn't expect the old man to attack her suddenly, and in such a peculiar way. Unaware, she was pierced by the sword, her body falling backward like a kite with a broken string.

While still in mid-air, she spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and by the time she hit the ground, she was already unconscious.

That sword strike inflicted severe damage on Xiao Mei's Primordial Spirit!

Seeing that in the blink of an eye, only she was left among the four, Murong Yue was also slightly startled, and her sword speed slowed down a bit.

After all, even though Murong Yue's cultivation was formidable, her experience in combat was very limited.

In a momentary lapse of concentration, for the cunning old fox Yichenzi, it was an opportunity!

Yichenzi made a gesture with one hand, and the small sword that had injured Xiao Mei's Primordial Spirit circled back, piercing fiercely into Murong Yue's back.

As the small sword pierced through Murong Yue's body and flew back into Yichenzi's hand once more, Murong Yue's body swayed slightly and fell to the ground!

In an instant, all four were severely injured!

Yichenzi didn't linger; although he hadn't fought Bai Xiaofan in a long time, he knew that with Bai Xiaofan's talent, his current cultivation might not be much inferior.

In his present state, if Bai Xiaofan returned, he would undoubtedly be defeated.

Thus, Yichenzi waved a hand, a wave of primal energy swept up the severely wounded and unconscious Murong Yue and Xiao Mei, and he left the Bai residence with the two women.

"Tell Bai Xiaofan, if he wants to rescue his women, come to the Sima family in Capital City!"

Before leaving, Yichenzi coldly glanced at the severely injured Wolf King and the similarly injured Annie on the other side, leaving with that light remark.

At this time, far in the Redwood Forest, the battle between Bai Xiaofan and Elder Qi had also reached a fever pitch!

"Bai Xiaofan, this is my strongest move. Ever since I mastered it, I've only used it twice. The first time, with just the initial stage of Divinity Transformation, I killed a late Divinity Transformation cultivator, and I was thirty-nine that year!"

"The second time was when I was sixty-one, by then I was at the initial stage of the Tribulation. I used this move to confront a unanimously acknowledged genius of the time. Though I ultimately lost, it was this move that allowed me to keep my life!"

"Today, I shall use it a third time to kill you, the current genius, with this move. To die by my hand like this, it wouldn't bring shame to your name, Bai Xiaofan!"

Elder Qi raised the blood-colored longsword in his hand, yelling loudly at Bai Xiaofan ahead, his eyes filled with love for the longsword and recalling past glory!

The first time he used it, although it crossed two levels to kill the opponent, it was not what delighted him most.

What he cherished most, and what became his lifelong pride, was the second time!

His opponent then was about the same age as Bai Xiaofan now, yet had already reached a level where the entire cultivation world was awed.

Due to a minor incident, he provoked the opponent and had a match.

The opponent had other matters to attend to and told him to survive just one move to be spared, but he must not set foot in the Central Plains for twenty years!

In that battle, he used this move for the second time, and although he was gravely injured, he survived.

Countless masters at that time could hardly withstand a single move from the opponent!

Now facing Bai Xiaofan, he never expected to use it a third time.

There's no denying, Bai Xiaofan exerted immense pressure on him!

"Heh, then make your move, don't disappoint me!"

Bai Xiaofan calmly looked at Elder Qi, his tone unchanged as if he could handle whatever move Elder Qi used, just like before.

In this instance, Elder Qi paid no mind to Bai Xiaofan's tone, gripping the blood-colored longsword with both hands, spitting a mouthful of Primordial Spirit blood, spraying it onto the blood-colored longsword before him.

Then, Elder Qi executed a gesture, and the blood-colored longsword rose into the air, floating above his head.

Elder Qi himself sat cross-legged on the ground, with palms lifted, facing upwards, as though supporting the blood-colored longsword.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Suddenly, a series of explosive sounds rang out, and the blood-colored longsword instantaneously became a multitude, encircling a circle centered on Elder Qi.

Above Elder Qi's head, a blood-colored tiny figure also appeared, almost a replica of him.

The only difference was this blood-colored figure appeared younger and exuded a more intense air of bloodthirst.

From afar, the blood-colored swords alongside the blood-colored figure truly resembled a lotus blooming with blood!

"Go!"

The blood-colored figure opened its mouth, a piercing sound like nails on a chalkboard erupted.

Whoosh!

Dozens of blood-colored swords, following the figure's command, aimed to stab Bai Xiaofan.

As these dozens of blood-colored swords were launched, the others, as if drawn, flew towards Bai Xiaofan as well.

For a moment, the midair was filled with the sight of blood-colored swords cutting through, almost like fireworks, surprisingly beautiful in their display!

Yet, anyone mistaking this for fireworks would certainly be a first-class fool.

Even the weakly skilled Xiong Yourong felt the oppressive force emanating from each blood-colored sword, enough to make knees buckle in submission.

Involuntarily, Xiong Yourong tightly grasped Yuan'er's clothes beside her, her heart nearly leaping out in worry.

She knew Bai Xiaofan was powerful and believed in his strength, but seeing the thousands of blood-colored swords rushing ferociously towards him, how could her heart not be anxious?

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