Since these three had decided to kill Su Xin, there was naturally no need for further words.
They acknowledged that Su Xin's strength was indeed astonishing. If they fought him at the Soul Fusion Realm, the most likely outcome would be instant defeat.
But now, three Yang Spirit Realm experts were joining forces to kill Su Xin. If they still let him escape under such circumstances, they would have no face left to continue cultivating.
Driven into a corner, a cold glint appeared in Su Xin's eyes.
He had underestimated the resolve of these northwestern tribes. They had actually come together and decided to kill him with such decisiveness.
Of course, Su Xin himself was partly to blame. Ever since arriving in the Northwest Circuit, he had displayed far too much aggression.
The people of the Northwest Circuit no longer harbored ambitions of founding their own state, but they were just as sensitive about preserving their current independence.
Su Xin had come to the Northwest Circuit with such forceful dominance that it naturally provoked the vigilance of these northwestern tribes, making them want to erase him completely.
Most importantly, they had such a perfect opportunity before them. They would not dare act outside, but if they did not strike here, they would never find another chance this good.
Su Xin's expression remained unchanged. Blood energy surged explosively from his body. Before the battle had even formally begun, Su Xin chose to burn his own essence blood. Such decisive resolve caused the expressions of the other three to shift slightly.
When it came to combat experience, even Murong Zongzheng, the strongest among them, might not surpass Su Xin.
Of course, Su Xin had sufficient confidence to do this.
His physical cultivation was extraordinarily powerful, no weaker than those Shaolin Temple martial