With a furious roar, Huo Kong of the Red Refining Sect, whose temper was explosive to the extreme, could no longer hold back. He leaped across a distance of over a thousand meters and charged straight at Li Su to kill him.
Faced with his wrath, Li Su stopped what he was doing and swept the man with an icy gaze devoid of the slightest warmth.
He raised a hand and grabbed. Vast magical power swept the surrounding righteous path disciples into his grasp, compressing them into solid iron-disc shapes without killing them, before hurling them directly at Huo Kong.
Huo Kong's pupils contracted. He immediately came to a halt and gathered his true astral force, intending to catch them.
Yet, just as the compressed people were about to make contact with Huo Kong, they suddenly exploded.
Their limbs shattered on the spot, white bone mixed with flesh and blood rushing over Huo Kong's face. Of course, they were still alive.
The shocking scene froze Huo Kong where he stood, countless chunks of flesh and mangled bodies splattering all over him.
"Ahhh!"
"Demonic scum! Damn you, you deserve to die!!!"
Just as Huo Kong roared in fury, sword light flashed—the girl from the Sword Palace had made her move.
The smile had vanished from her face as well. Her sword eyes were sharp as shuttles, her sword heart icy, and her grip on the magical treasure in her hand tightened.
Soundlessly and without a trace, she appeared behind Li Su and slashed straight at him.
Yet a cold curve touched Li Su's lips. An opponent was an opponent, an enemy was an enemy!
Without Li Su seeming to make any movement, a righteous path disciple flew over and positioned himself directly in front of him.
Guan Xingqing's eyes shifted slightly,