"We need to move faster."
Liu Xiaoxiao said in a low voice. Even if the battle before them was beyond what they could reach in an instant, it was still the perfect opportunity for them to kill Wang Xian, seize his treasure, and get their revenge.
Just like their companions, they had inexplicably lost a level of cultivation.
Staring intently at the slender figure ahead, Hua Ruyu didn't retreat. One look was all it took for her to understand Liu Xiaoxiao's intentions.
She said nothing more. Like her senior sister, she drew her spirit sword in an instant.
Chen Xiaoyu, behind them, shouted, "Don't let him get away! I've changed my mind. I'm taking this fellow back to Hundred Flowers Valley."
Unlike the other two women, Chen Xiaoyu had decided in her anger to knock Wang Xian unconscious and take him back to the sect, where she could deal with him at her leisure.
You dare make my cultivation drop? This young lady will make you wish you were dead!
And then, in that very instant—
Wang Xian's fist, imbued with the power of the stars, crashed into the short man's spirit sword... A tremendous impact drove the slender blade straight into the man's chest.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
The two sounds rang out almost at once, like two stars colliding. The violent force instantly twisted the space before them.
The yellow sand on the ground burst into the air in an instant, becoming a terrifying sandstorm.
The short man roared, but his body flew backward and crashed into the sand.
He had never imagined that his sword strike would fail to withstand the force of Wang Xian's punch.
The tall man gripped his broken sword and staggered back more than ten zhang. Even that wasn't enough to dissipate the force of