Li Xiaoya's sudden burst of speed caused the other cultivators' Dharma Artifacts to miss. Freed from their barrage, he closed to within a few yards of the short, fat cultivator in an instant. The man hastily leaped backward, then rolled across the ground, narrowly dodging Li Xiaoya's punch.
Boom! Unable to halt his momentum, Li Xiaoya punched the ground with a muffled explosion, leaving a hole so deep its bottom could not be seen. The short, fat cultivator's face changed drastically with fright. Could he be a Body Refiner from Folo Temple? Isn't this a little too terrifying? I'd better keep my distance from this bastard and wear him down! With that thought, he tried to leap backward again, but something seemed to have tangled around his feet. The moment he moved, he fell flat on the ground.
"Let's see where you can run now, you fat bastard!" Before the short, fat cultivator could think further, Li Xiaoya's face suddenly appeared before him, followed by a blast of fierce wind hurtling toward his face. Bang! One punch drove his head into the earth until it vanished entirely. He could not have been more dead.
"Sixth Brother!" Lian Ying and the others cried out, their expressions changing drastically. They had never imagined that seven of them surrounding a single opponent would fail to injure Li Xiaoya and even lose one of their own!
"Hmph! Do you take me for a dead man?" At some point, a tree vine had wound around the short, fat cultivator's feet. Mu Qilong, who had been watching from the side, gave a cold snort. While Lian Yun and the others surrounded Li Xiaoya, Mu Qilong had secretly cast the simplest Wood Vine Technique to trip their sixth junior brother.
"Mu Qilong!" Lian Ying roared in fury