"Kill!"
The instant the formation shattered, earthshaking battle cries erupted from the camps of the three holy lands.
Countless streams of flowing light surged toward the center of the Zixiao Sect plaza like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
"Meet the enemy!"
Zixiao Zhenren took a deep breath, suppressed the metallic sweetness in his throat, and stepped forward to meet the charging forces.
Su Xin and Lin Qingxue followed closely behind him in perfect coordination, swords in hand as they charged out to confront several Emperor Realm elders from the holy lands.
The battle instantly reached a fever pitch.
As elite disciples of the three holy lands fell in droves under the crushing attacks of Zixiao Zhenren and the other two, Xuan Wuji snorted coldly and abruptly made his move.
"Zixiao, we are your opponents!"
Xuan Wuji was the first to engage Zixiao Zhenren.
The Canglan Holy Master battled Su Xin.
Meanwhile, the Holy Master Tianqing charged straight at Lin Qingxue.
Zixiao Zhenren and Su Xin were both formidable, holding their own against the two Holy Masters.
But even after inheriting Master Cangming's legacy, Lin Qingxue was only at the early Emperor Realm. Facing the Holy Master Tianqing's attacks, she was in a miserable state.
First, she was swept up by an earthen dragon. Then, with one careless misstep, she took a palm strike to the shoulder.
Bang!
Her delicate body shuddered violently as she staggered back.
"Qingxue!"
Su Xin caught sight of it during the battle. Alarmed, her moves faltered slightly, and the Canglan Holy Master immediately seized the opening.
An incomparably condensed sword beam shot toward her chest.
Su Xin hurriedly raised her sword to block, but the immense force sent her blood and qi churning.
A metallic sweetness rose in her throat, and blood trickled from the corner