Following his words, the dense crowd of warriors behind him released some of their auras at the same time, and the combined pressure pressed down like a substance. The ground and buildings in the entire town began to tremble violently, as if they might collapse at any time!
Immediately afterwards, next to the stand-in, an old woman wearing complicated sacrificial robes, holding a dead wood crutch, and a wrinkled face slowly spoke.
Her voice was hoarse, but it had a strange penetrating power.
She held the crutch in her hand, and suddenly, countless rays of rainbow light poured out from the divine cult warriors behind her, quickly intertwined in the air, and turned into a huge, upside-down energy net, instantly covering the entire small town!
"Gu Sheng, you are Eastern Wasteland Demon. You are blasphemous and sinful! On behalf of Seventy-two Divine Sects, I will act on behalf of heaven today and kill you here!"
The old woman's voice carried unquestionable majesty. She glanced at the frightened aboriginal warriors in the city and said coldly.
"Those who don't want to die in the city should go home immediately and close the door! Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"
"Kill Demon!"
"Do justice for heaven!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Several other strong men from the cult who were obviously the leaders also shouted loudly, and the sound waves hit the small city below like a tsunami. The city was shaking, and some houses that had been in disrepair had begun to collapse. There were still some in the city. The martial artist who relied on his good cultivation felt the terrifying aura that filled the sky and almost made people despair. He completely lost his courage. His face turned pale with fear. He turned around and ran away madly in the direction of his home. He only regretted that his parents had lost two legs.
In this doomsday-like chaos and terrifying pressure, the sloppy old man sitting on the street corner, picking at the skin of his feet - the incarnation of Xia Wuyou, seemed completely unaware of everything around him.
After picking his feet, he brought his hand to his nose and smelled it. Then he frowned in disgust, then he raised his hand casually and blew the non-existent dust on his fingertips. Finally, he slowly raised his head and squinted at the black and menacing thousands or even tens of thousands of warriors in the sky with an expression of extreme contempt, as if looking at a group of fools.
He did not look at the window where Gu Sheng was, but a clear sound transmission through the air was accurately sent to the ears of Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng.
"Boy, I'm afraid you and the stupid boy next to you can't solve this battle today. Tsk tsk, there are tens of thousands of crooked melons and dates, and there are a few Old Undeads guys who have jointly set up the 'Seven-Colored Spirit Binding Array', so they really think highly of you.
Fortunately, Second Young Lady had the foresight to let me, the old man, create an incarnation to follow you, otherwise your business would have been a huge loss."
Gu Sheng seemed not surprised by this and responded calmly.
"You have no worries, senior."
"It's a small thing, just stretch your muscles and bones."
The incarnation of Xia Wuyou replied lazily.
Then, under countless looks that were either frightened, angry, or doubtful, he slowly stood up from the stone.
Just as he stood up straight, his originally stooped and thin figure began to "tall up" at a speed that was contrary to common sense! It was not that he himself was growing taller, but an invisible "momentum", a "sense of presence" that seemed to be able to compete with the entire world, was rapidly expanding and rising!
In the blink of an eye, in everyone's perception, his seemingly small figure seemed to have become towering above the sky, reaching the same "height" as the warriors in the sky, or even... even higher!
"Who?!"
"Dare you interfere with our Seventy-two Divine Sects and Boundless Sect's business? Are you tired of living?!"
"You old man who hides his head and shows his tail, tell me your name!"
In the sky, Xiao Beixuan's stand-in and several leaders of the divine cult immediately noticed this sudden and heart-stopping change. They all turned their attention to Xia Wuyou, who was standing upright, and shouted and questioned him. A series of tyrannical qi machines locked onto him like a sharp sword.
The incarnation of Xia Wuyou just glanced at them with disdain, like a giant dragon overlooking a group of noisy ants.
He ignored those questions and sent another message to Gu Sheng.
"Boy, watch it.
That counterfeit, old man, I will give you some peace of mind and let you interrogate it in person. As for the rest..."
He twisted his neck, making a crackling sound, and then lazily yawned and said casually to the terrifying coalition forces that were dark in the sky and could easily destroy a small country.
"Okay, no more nonsense. You bunch of noisy flies, since you are so eager to reincarnate, then I, the old man, will send you... on the road right now!"
Xia Wuyou's lazy but endless murderous words fell, and the dark coalition forces in the sky suddenly became commotion.
"Arrogant!"
"Where did this old beggar come from? He talks so shamelessly!"
"First kill this old guy who doesn't know how to live or die, and then kill Gu Sheng!"
Those with bad tempers could no longer suppress their anger, especially several elders from different religious sects. They felt extremely insulted. Their whole bodies were full of energy, shining brightly, and their murderous intent surged toward Xia Wuyou like a substance.
They were sent to participate in this siege because they were all elite forces in Seventy-two Divine Sects. Among the leading elders, those with the weakest cultivation also set foot in the Earth King Realm, and the strongest among them, an old man with a withered face from Longevity Divine Cult, exuded the tyrannical aura of Heavenly King Realm Peak!
This kind of lineup is enough to sweep through most of southern Xinjiang. In their opinion, killing a Gu Sheng and a sloppy old man is simply killing a chicken with a knife.
However, facing this lineup and murderous intent that would make ordinary sect realm experts tremble with fear, Xia Wuyou just plucked his ears, his face full of impatience and disdain, as if what he saw in front of him was not thousands of elite warriors, but really a group of buzzing flies.
"Noisy."
He said two words calmly.
At this moment, several divine elders who could not restrain their anger took the lead to take action! Either the fist seal was like a mountain, or the sword was splitting the air, or the sword energy was like a rainbow, dozens of brilliance containing terrifying energy tore the air, and bombarded Xia Wuyou from different directions! Any one of these attacks is enough to easily destroy a small mountain!
Facing this attack that was enough to completely annihilate his foothold, Xia Wuyou didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, let alone dodge.
He just casually raised the right hand that had just scratched the skin of his foot, faced the dozens of incoming zhenqi, volleyed in the air, and pinched it gently!
There are no deafening explosions, no frenzy of energy shock.
Those dozen or so attacks that everyone thought were unparalleled in power, when they were still dozens of feet away from Xia Wuyou, seemed to be grasped at the same time by an invisible big hand, and then like bubbles being popped, It made a series of soft sounds of "Puff, puff, puff", and instantly exploded in the air, turning into the purest spiritual energy light spots, which dispersed in the air, not even able to move the corners of Xia Wuyou's clothes.
"What?!"
"How is this possible?!"
The pupils of the elders who took action shrank suddenly, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
They joined forces to attack, but the other party was able to resolve it so lightly?
In the inn room, Situ Qingfeng, who was watching the battle nervously through the window, was even more secretly frightened and took a deep breath.
He knew that Xia Wuyou was very strong, but to be so strong that he could annihilate the attacks of more than ten king-level warriors with a wave of his hand was completely beyond his imagination!
The people sent by Xiao Beixuan and Seventy-two Divine Sects may seem to have amazing momentum, but in fact, in front of existences like Xia Wuyou, they are like chickens and dogs, strong on the outside but weak on the inside!
The leading elders of the sect, especially the old man Heavenly King Realm Peak of Longevity Divine Cult, finally realized something was wrong! The strength of the sloppy old man in front of them far exceeded their expectations, and he was definitely not something they could match!
"The situation has changed! Hurry! Send a message back to the sect and ask for support..."
The old man Longevity Divine Cult reacted the fastest and immediately shouted to a disciple in charge of communications beside him. At the same time, an emergency Communication Jade Talisman appeared in his hand and he was about to crush it.
"You want to ask for help now? It's too late!"
Xia Wuyou's indifferent voice sounded again, interrupting their movements.
Before he finished speaking, he flicked his left hand casually, and a black light flashed, and an old hatchet that looked rusty, as if it had just been picked up from a firewood pile, appeared in his hand.
The moment this hatchet appeared, the sloppy and lazy temperament of Xia Wuyou was instantly wiped away! Instead, there was a terrifying murderous intention that was like a mountain of corpses descending and a sea of blood that froze everything in the world! This murderous intention was so strong, as if it were real, that it solidified the sky, and the light seemed to become dim!
Buzz--!
An indescribable huge pressure, like the overthrow of nine heavens, descended suddenly! In the sky, the tens of thousands of divine warriors and people sent by Xiao Beixuan, whether they were ordinary spiritual realms, Heavenly Martial Realm disciples are still the elders of the Earth King Realm and Heavenly King Realm, including the old man Heavenly King Realm Peak of Longevity Divine Cult.
At this moment, everyone was like mosquitoes frozen in amber, frozen in place! Not even a finger could move, and their eyes were instantly filled with boundless fear!
"Honored... Honored...! You are... Honored!"
The Heavenly King Realm Peak old man from Longevity Divine Cult, with his strongest cultivation, could barely make a sound. His face changed drastically and became extremely pale. He struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat, full of despair and horror! He never imagined that this seemingly simple interception mission would actually lead to the existence of the legendary Venerable Realm!
"The answer is correct, but unfortunately, there is no prize."
Xia Wuyou's figure moved.
He took one step forward and appeared in front of the frozen coalition camp as if teleporting. The rusty hatchet in his hand was spitting out an evil and dazzling blood light at this moment!
"Cut."
He uttered a word in his mouth and waved the hatchet forward casually.
A blood-red sword light burst out from the hatchet! This sword light was only about ten feet long at first, but after leaving the knife, it grew longer in the wind, and instantly turned into a terrifying bloody arc across the sky, thousands of feet long!
Wherever the sword light passed, the space was torn apart, letting out an overwhelming wail, as if a huge crack would be cut out of the sky by this sword!
Xia Wuyou's figure disappeared together with the sword light. The next moment, he seemed to blend into the bloody sword light, dragging the thousands of feet of bloody arc, drawing a beautiful and deadly bloody trajectory in the frozen black coalition camp!
Wherever the sword light passed, the divine warriors who were immobilized could not even react or scream. Under the bloody sword light, which contained the law of destruction, it instantly melted and vaporized like ice and snow under the sun, and turned directly into bloody mist floating in the sky!
Just this one knife!
The aura of the tens of thousands of warriors who Shrouding the Heavens blocked the sun was directly reduced by half! More than five thousand warriors, under this sword, no bones were left, and their souls were scattered!
And this is just the beginning.
The figure of Xia Wuyou is like a ghost, flickering again in the frozen sky.
"Cut again!"
"Three cuts!"
There were two more thousand-foot-long bloody sword lights that also traversed the world and tore the sky apart. They cut through the remaining coalition camps with different trajectories!
Boom! Boom!
The space was violently distorted, and even tiny black cracks appeared. Although they closed and disappeared in the blink of an eye, the aura of destruction that emanated made the whole world tremble!
When the afterglow of the third sword light dissipates...
In the sky, the extremely oppressive "dark clouds" that were originally connected by the auras of tens of thousands of warriors have completely disappeared.
Instead, there was a blood-colored mist that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and the disgusting, pungent smell of blood that seemed to solidify the air filled the air.
Tens of thousands of warriors who were at least at the spiritual realm, including dozens of king realm elders, one Heavenly King Realm Peak... In just two or three breaths, they were slaughtered by Xia Wuyou's three seemingly random swords! Both body and soul were destroyed!
The whole town was dead silent.
In front of the inn window, Situ Qingfeng was completely stunned, his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg in, his mind went blank, and he was completely unable to understand what was happening in front of him.
This... is this the power of the Venerable Realm? Slaughtering thousands of armies is like mowing grass?
The blood mist in the sky slowly dispersed, and the slovenly figure of Xia Wuyou reunited.
The hatchet in his hand has disappeared, and the terrifying murderous intention around him has also subsided, and he has turned back into the old man who seems harmless to humans and animals.
It's just that his originally somewhat illusory figure became more transparent now.
He took one step forward, and as if Shrinking Ground into Inches, the illusory figure penetrated directly through the wall of the inn and appeared in the room where Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng were.
The moment he stepped into the room, an invisible coercion naturally emitted. Situ Qingfeng, who was already in a state of shock and sluggishness, had no resistance at all. He was directly pushed to the ground with a "pop" by this coercion, and the wooden floor beneath him collapsed. He struggled, but could not even raise his head. He could only feel the fear as heavy as a mountain.
Xia Wuyou didn't even look at Situ Qingfeng, and casually threw a person who seemed to have lost his soul, with dull eyes and a limp body in front of Gu Sheng, who was the stand-in for Xiao Beixuan.