Kill!
Savage Battle's killing intent nearly solidified into substance as he struck first.
A razor-sharp Sword Qi over ten meters long tore through the air. Savage Battle followed close behind, charging at Li Xuancang in the wake of the Sword Qi.
The temperature around Life-Taking Scholar plummeted. Icy Astral Qi condensed into an arrow, its aura seeming capable of freezing even the air.
It locked onto Li Xuancang. The instant he revealed an opening, the life-taking arrow would fall.
Netherworld Ghost Hand.
Black mist surged around Black Plains Old Man, condensing into a ghostly, sinister giant hand that descended upon Li Xuancang.
Facing the three of them, Li Xuancang's expression did not change in the slightest. A startling cold gleam bloomed in his eyes.
He had always been bitter that he had let the three of them escape last time.
Now that they had appeared before him again, he would never let them escape alive.
The Sword Qi arrived. Li Xuancang neither dodged nor evaded, merely stepped forward and casually threw a punch.
Bang!
The invincible Sword Qi shattered beneath Li Xuancang's fist. Taking advantage of its cover, Savage Battle successfully closed in on him.
He swept his sword at Li Xuancang's throat, intending to behead him with a single strike.
Li Xuancang extended his left hand and grabbed the heavy sword sweeping toward him.
Clang!
Caught barehanded by Li Xuancang, the heavy sword sounded as though it had struck divine iron from beyond the heavens, letting out a metallic roar.
"He caught the Black Iron Heavy Sword with his bare hand? How is that possible?"
"Is... is this real?"
"Am I hallucinating?"
"..."
Li Xuancang catching a blade with empty hands stunned everyone.
The Evil Cultivators stood dumbstruck, drawing sharp breaths.
That was a divine weapon forged from black