Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Blood-red light flashed.
Three more streaks of sword light slashed straight across the throats of those blue-robed men!
Three heads shot into the air, while torrents of hot blood crazily spurted from the bloody gashes in their necks.
"Damn you! If we do not kill you today, we swear we will never rest!"
The blue-robed men's eyes brimmed with dense killing intent.
"Heh, with just you?"
"You really do not know your own limits."
Hearing the blue-robed men, Shen Xiu looked at them mockingly and said, "If it were not inconvenient for me to reveal my strength right now, you would have died a hundred times already. And you still want to fight me?"
At Shen Xiu's words, the blue-robed men's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
They had never expected Shen Xiu's combat power to be so overwhelmingly formidable.
Although they had known Shen Xiu was no ordinary man, they had never imagined that his combat strength would reach such a terrifying level.
It was simply inconceivable!
What they did not know, however, was that the Blood Drinking Demonic Axe Shen Xiu was using had been bestowed upon them by their revered master. It was a top-grade spirit artifact!
Moreover, it contained the essence of that Spirit King Realm expert.
Thus, this top-grade spirit artifact was far more powerful than the Blood Drinking Sword Shen Xiu had used before.
Naturally, none of this escaped Shen Xiu's notice. He simply could not be bothered to mention it.
With a wave of his hand, Shen Xiu put the Blood Drinking Demonic Axe into his Storage Ring.
"You lot, hand over everything on you. Otherwise, die!"
Shen Xiu said blandly as he looked at the group of blue-robed men.
The blue-robed men's eyes were filled with venomous resentment.