No one expected that a troublemaker would suddenly appear at this time.
Especially...
The two people who suddenly appeared possessed incredibly powerful auras.
The raw aura of a Middle Stage of the Saint Realm expert, brimming with murderous intent, caused everyone's expression to change involuntarily the moment it appeared.
Bikong gritted his teeth, his heart sinking to the bottom.
He hadn't expected Chi Peng to be so bold as to chase him all the way to the auction house at the Twelve-Story Pavilion. Was he really not afraid of death?
Even if he kills himself here, death is the only fate awaiting him!
after all...
With the immense power of the Twelve-Story Pavilion, they would absolutely not allow such a scandal to occur on their territory.
Chi Peng...
Seeing him and remembering the daughter he mentioned, Bikong's eyes showed a hint of disgust.
" Devil Cultivator and heretics are deserving of death by everyone. Even if I had to do it again, I would still kill that demoness!" he replied coldly, though he felt increasingly uncertain.
The reason he appeared here, urgently seeking a way to break the deadlock, was twofold. Firstly, the situation of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect was not optimistic recently. Secondly, in the past six months, Chi Peng's rampage of ambushes and attacks had caused his internal injuries to erupt, and they had not healed for a long time.
The current situation is quite bad.
Moreover, this time, it wasn't just Chi Peng who came...
Bikong's gaze shifted to the person beside Chi Peng, and his heart sank uncontrollably once more.
" Dongfang Li!"
He was met only with a look as if he were looking at a dead man, and an increasingly contemptuous smile on the other person's lips.
He slowly began to speak, "That scoundrel Sheng Changliu once cut off my arm. Today, I will cut off his arm in return. An eye for an eye, just as I thought."
The Sheng Changliu he mentioned was one of the Peak Master of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect, and Bikong was one of the most valued elders under that Peak Master.
Along with the other person, they could be considered each other's right-hand men.
The blood feud between Dongfang Li and the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect began long ago when he repeatedly killed Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect disciples and was personally pursued and killed by Peak Master, who then severed one of his arms. This feud had become an intractable grudge.
Although he is not Evil Cultivator, there is absolutely no possibility of resolving his grudges with the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
His presence here today is probably...
I'm in grave danger.
The thought popped into Bikong's mind, and he gave a bitter smile.
Although Dongfang Li was only at the Middle Stage of the Saint Realm, his methods were exceptionally terrifying, and his strength was formidable. Many cultivators of the same level as him wanted to kill him and exchange him for a bounty at the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect, but he killed them all without mercy, swiftly and decisively.
He is even exceptionally talented and can fight against opponents of higher ranks...
Bikong let out a deep breath.
He spoke in a cold, deep voice, attempting to buy some time.
"I think you've all gone mad, daring to make a move here!"
"Aren't you afraid of the City Lord and the Master of the Twelve-Story Pavilion taking action? Even if you kill me, you will not be able to escape!"
But all he got in return was Chi Peng's disdainful smile and his increasingly manic stare.
So what?
He let out a chilling laugh.
"I'll kill you to avenge my precious daughter. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me."
Dongfang Li, however, remained calm, speaking indifferently, "Ignore him. He's stalling for time. Let's attack together and kill everyone here."
After saying that, he paused slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
"After being hunted for so long, I've finally got my chance. I'll show the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect that even a rabbit will bite when cornered!"
Bikong clenched his fists, suddenly took a deep breath, and a sense of despair crept into his heart.
If two Middle Stage of the Saint Realm experts were to attack recklessly, even with powerful figures guarding the Twelve-Story Pavilion of Azure Wave City, trapped by the sealing formation, he and everyone here would likely never see rescue and would all be reduced to ashes...
Damn it!
What should I do...?
"Do it!"
Chi Peng and Dongfang Li had lost all patience. They exchanged a glance, their murderous intent fully revealed, and without any hesitation, they unleashed their most powerful techniques, attacking everyone present.
And it was at this moment.
"Well..."
A slightly helpless sigh could be clearly heard by everyone.
Immediately following was the sound of the teacup being gently set down.
Everyone instinctively looked over and saw that the white-clad man sitting in the lounge had somehow raised his eyes and stood up.
It was only at this moment that they vaguely realized something.
All along...
Whether it was the spatial blockade or the appearance of Chi Peng and the other two, Lin Xuan seemed... to haven't even moved?
He just sat there, sipping the refreshing tea from the Twelve-Story Pavilion, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.
Now, he has finally moved.
No one could clearly see what he actually did.
Even a Bikong.
In that instant, he only saw Lin Xuan draw his sword and then sheathe it.
A powerful sword Sword Qi burst forth in his field of vision in an instant, but it quickly subsided, transforming into two white streaks that disappeared from his sight at a speed he couldn't even perceive.
then...
Thump!
Thump!
Two muffled thuds brought everyone back to their senses.
Bikong's pupils stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look at the location of Chi Peng and the other person.
What came into view were two corpses lying face up on the ground.
Both men were utterly destroyed, dying in the same way: their foreheads were pierced, yet only a few drops of blood splattered out, falling lightly to the ground and striking the hearts of the onlookers with a heavy impact, causing them to tremble violently.
Middle Stage of the Saint Realm...
He just died like that!?
It's even easier than a normal person dying!
Aside from the increasingly heavy breathing of the crowd, all they could hear was Lin Xuan's barely audible sigh.
"He's only recently advanced in this skill level; he couldn't control it well..."
Following his gaze, one could still see the two drops of blood blooming on the ground, a sight that evoked a profound sense of absurdity and shock.
He didn't care that two Middle Stage of the Saint Realm were dead; what he cared about were two drops of blood!
Bikong bit her lip hard, feeling her heart pounding wildly.
He couldn't see it clearly, and his mind was filled with confusion. However, he was very certain, absolutely certain, that Lin Xuan's One Sword just now had definitely exceeded the scope of Sword Intent!
Even though he already knew and guessed that the person who could write such a sword manual must be Sword Domain expert, he still couldn't help but tremble when he saw such a young Sword Domain expert appear in front of him.
It was a feeling of overwhelming excitement mixed with joy.
It is more of a heartfelt longing and expectation.
At that moment, with the death of the contract master, the outer formation finally shattered, several oppressive forces rolled over, and a low roar filled with anger resounded.
"Who dares to cause trouble in Azure Wave?!"