"You're courting death!"
Hearing Shen Xiu's words, the leading elder flew into a rage. With a flash of his body, he thrust the black longsword in his hand viciously at Shen Xiu once more.
At that moment, the black longsword tore through the air, vanishing in a flash before appearing before Shen Xiu.
The instant Shen Xiu noticed the black longsword appear before him, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly in mockery.
Then his pupils contracted, and he struck out with his palm. At once, a gigantic golden palm slammed fiercely toward the black longsword.
Bang!
A dull, thunderous boom rang out.
The next instant, the leading elder was sent flying backward, blood spraying from his mouth, his face pale as paper.
"How is this possible? How can this be possible? I'm at the Third Level of Soul Condensation Realm!"
Looking at Shen Xiu, who had sent him flying, the leading elder's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with disbelief.
No matter how hard he thought, he could not understand it. Shen Xiu was clearly far younger than him, yet the strength he unleashed vastly surpassed his own.
"I refuse to believe it!"
The leading elder roared through gritted teeth. With a flick of his wrist, the black longsword in his hand burst forth with an incomparably dazzling black radiance.
Rumble~~!
Under the leading elder's control, the pitch-black longsword suddenly expanded, becoming like a small mountain as it smashed viciously down toward Shen Xiu's head.
"Get lost!"
Just as the leading elder's attack descended, Shen Xiu's face darkened terribly. He stomped both feet against the ground, and his entire body shot out like a cannonball, carrying a terrifying gale with him.
The leading elder and the surrounding Shen Family elders were all stunned by Shen Xiu's ferocious attack.