Contempt

Facing the encirclement of three great experts, Xuan Yuan's face turned ashen, and terror was impossible to hide in his eyes. At last, he understood the feeling Li Xuancang had endured when surrounded and hunted down.

Unlike Li Xuancang, he did not possess Li Xuancang's formidable physique or his undying power to rise from the dead.

If he were gravely wounded by the three great experts, he might very well die on the battlefield.

"Aah!"

Xuan Yuan threw back his head and roared, driving away the fear in his heart, casting aside all emotions, and meeting the battle with his full attention.

Dark black mystic radiance bloomed from both his hands as he threw a punch at the incoming Lion-Head Saber.

"Bang!"

The instant they collided, the two forces crashed against each other without end, and the two of them bore the brunt of it.

"Roar!"

A golden male lion seemed to roar faintly from the blade of the Lion-Head Saber. Its saber qi grew even more condensed, invincible and indestructible, capable of cleaving through all things.

The mystic radiance barrier crumbled inch by inch, and the treasured saber was about to fall.

"Rumble!"

The blood-red great seal descended from above to suppress him. Xuan Yuan's eyes shifted, his face twisting with extreme tension.

He raised his left hand and pushed upward, holding up the descending blood-red great seal.

"Pfft!"

As the great seal fell, Xuan Yuan suffered its impact. His body shook violently, and the power within him immediately fell into disorder.

Gu Xuan seized the opportunity. The treasured saber cleaved apart the mystic radiance barrier, and the long blade drove straight in.

"Pshht!"

The treasured saber hacked down from Xuan Yuan's chest, leaving a wound so deep that bone was visible, nearly splitting him in two.

"Aah!"

Xuan