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With a single sword strike, Liang Zhiheng was hacked into two halves. Blood stained the ground and he was as dead as he could be.

"Zhiheng." Lin Haiming couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. His eyes were filled with anger, and even Wu Chunhui and the rest were the same.

He could only watch as his accomplice died right in front of his eyes. Was there anything more helpless and painful than this?

"Yun Su has killed a disciple of the same sect, his punishment is death." Lin Haiming berated angrily as his breathing quickened, revealing the restlessness in his heart at this moment.

Wu Chunhui, Liu Mingzhi, Zhao Longli, and the others felt a chill in their hearts. Their originally relaxed hearts towards Yun Su were once again lifted.

That person was indeed not ordinary. Even after killing seven experts at the 8th level of the Spirit Gathering Stage, he was still as relaxed as before. It was as if he did something as easy as taking a casual action. His face was not red and he was breathing heavily.

"Okay, okay, I know you want to kill me. Look at your eyes, they're so red that they're about to bubble. Don't look at me like that, what if others misunderstand. You old thing, it doesn't matter if you die. Yun Su waved her hand and said with a look of disdain.

Lin Haiming: "..."

Upon hearing these words, Lin Haiming almost vomited a mouthful of blood. It was as if tens of thousands of f * cking mud horses had rushed through his heart, his blood boiling with excitement.

"Don't worry. This old man still doesn't like you …" Lin Haiming gritted his teeth.

However, he did not know that Yun Su's eyes were wide open. He was so scared that he retreated a few steps and said with a trembling voice, "Look … You don't like me? Could it be … Do you really have that hobby? "

As she spoke, Yun Su looked at Wu Chunhui and the rest with a pitiful gaze. Her intention was clear: if you are being watched, you must protect the Ju Clan area well.

The group of disciples looked at Lin Haiming at Lin Haiming with a strange gaze. They inwardly cursed the high and mighty Elder Lin for having such a strange hobby. This possibility was magnified in an instant when he thought about how the people who usually followed him were all men.

Even though Wu Chunhui and the others had powerful natures, at this moment, they subconsciously distanced themselves from Lin Haiming …

Or, it's better to keep a distance …

Distance makes beauty... Well, that's it.

Everyone around him was paying attention to his actions. Lin Haiming carefully thought about it, his face turned even darker and he couldn't help but want to spit out blood. Damn, he was being circled by this brat again. Damn it.

"What are you waiting for? Everyone attack together and kill this kid." Lin Haiming angrily rebuked.

"Whiz!" "Whiz!" "Whiz!"

Right after he said that, five figures suddenly rushed towards Yun Su, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and revealed their various abilities, one attack after another struck towards Yun Su, all showing their killing intent.

However, the ten people he brought all had the cultivation of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Wu Chunhui, Liu Mingzhi, Wang Shanxing, Yang Changfei, and Chen Yunliu all charged towards Yun Su, and beside Lin Haiming, there were three young men standing there. They looked at Yun Su with disdain, and even if Wu Chunhui and the others attacked, the three of them still did not attack, as if all of this had nothing to do with them.

The spear light flashed out explosively and continuously thrust out rows after rows of spear lights. Combined with the wind cultivation technique he practiced, his speed was surprisingly fast, forming numerous spear shadows in the air that were almost impossible for the naked eye to see. With a gust of wind, Wu Chun Hui had already stabbed out dozens of spear lights.

In his hands, there was a weapon that was tainted with fire. The weapon that was tainted with flames did not seem to have a specific shape, and could only be roughly identified as a battle-axe, and was precisely his unique weapon that was tainted with fire and gold. At the same time, the achievements he had learnt also increased his strength by a huge margin, and every time Liu Mingzhi fought, he would cripple his opponent and burn him to death.

The two of them pounced towards Yun Su. Their sinister gazes revealed a sinister and cold smile, as if they were seeing the following tragic scene of Yun Su.

Yun Su frowned, she waved her Spirit Cloud Sword and shot sword light at the two of them, but they were all perfectly blocked.

"Go to hell, boy." Wu Chunhui laughed out loud. With the explosive movement of his spear, his spear shot out and pierced right through his heart.

Looking at the spear shadows that filled the sky, Yun Su's lips curled up into a cold smile. She quickly waved her Spirit Cloud Sword, and continuously struck out and clashed with the Wind Patrol Red Lance, releasing 'clang clang clang' sounds, and then she kicked the Wind Patrol Red Lance from the bottom of the spear, sending it flying. With a twist of her waist, she twisted it in midair and slashed down towards Wu Chunhui.

Whoosh …

But at this moment, a loud noise came through the air, a fire colored Yue Yang rushed over and blocked the advance of the Spirit Cloud Sword. Yun Su turned her head, and just in time, she saw Liu Mingzhi laughing coldly, his cold and mocking gaze seemingly telling Yun Su: "Don't forget that you still have me."

Because of this, he needed to engage in close combat most of the time. Just as Liu Mingzhi approached, he quickly approached Yun Su, and the Fire Gold Battleaxe was blocked by his arm's quick movements, making it impossible for others to see it clearly.

Due to him being too close to her, Yun Su could even feel the endless flames in front of her eyes. The world in her eyes seemed to have turned a fiery red, and in front of her chest, there was a faint burning smell, the smell of her clothes being unable to withstand the heat and started to spread out. One strike forced Liu Mingzhi to retreat, and Yun Su lowered her head to look, the robe on her body had already turned pitch black, but she was not injured.

"Oh, trouble." Yun Su cursed silently. She frowned, as if she was in a bad mood and her robe was ruined.

Even though he was not injured, in the eyes of the people around him, he was already injured. With such a large black burn mark on his body, everyone was showing signs of him being injured, causing everyone to look at Liu Mingzhi with reverence. Yun Su was strong, but Liu Mingzhi was even stronger.

"Die, trash. Remember my name, Liu Mingzhi." Liu Mingzhi laughed loudly and once again rushed forward. The Gold Ember Battleaxe roared as it rippled with blazing flames.

If it was a close combat, the Spirit Cloud Sword would not be able to unleash any good attacks. Luckily, Yun Su did not allow him to get any closer, he only maintained a certain distance, just enough for the Spirit Cloud Sword to attack range, and yet unable to attack the Fire Gold Titan. Liu Ming was so angry that he cried out loud, and the situation seemed to have turned into a stalemate.

The Spirit Cloud Sword seemed to have come to life in Yun Su's hands, it released sword aura that filled the sky, each ray of sword aura also contained countless sword shadows, and the killing intent contained within them was as cold as the wind. Liu Mingzhi's brows gradually tightened, and he started to worry in his heart, Yun Su was too strange, he had not been able to get close to her for so long, and this was something he had never encountered before.

The people he had encountered before, even if he couldn't get close to them, were still getting close to him. But even now, he was still unable to get close to Yun Su. This caused Liu Mingzhi to feel slightly anxious.

"Clang …"

A crisp sound rang out as the Spirit Cloud Sword pierced towards Liu Mingzhi's wrist from a strange angle. Liu Mingzhi was completely unable to react, and even though he managed to dodge in time, his arm was still left with a bloody scratch.

"Go to hell." The cold voice was like the low chant of a demon from hell. It suddenly sounded in front of him, and when he lifted his head, he saw Yun Su's eyes that were filled with killing intent.

In the eyes of Liu Mingzhi, the Spirit Cloud Sword quickly approached and enlarged, about to stab into his head. Liu Mingzhi broke out in a cold sweat and was so scared that he nearly peed his pants.

"You seem to have forgotten me." A voice and a rapid piercing sound came from behind him. Yun Su's heart chilled. She no longer killed Liu Mingzhi and instead leaped to the side, dodging the attack.

"Chi!"

A red lance swept past where Liu Mingzhi's head had been, creating a strong wind that tore a few bloody lines on Liu Mingzhi's face.

Seeing that Yun Su had dodged his attack, Wu Chun Hui was a little disappointed, but he quickly calmed himself down and continued to attack Yun Su. At the same time, he shouted: "Liu Mingzhi, what are you doing in a daze for? If you don't want to die, then go all out."

Liu Mingzhi touched the blood on his cheek, reacting and once again joining the battle.

"Haha, we're here too." Three loud laughs rang out. Wang Shan, Yang Changfei, and Chen Yunliu finally rushed over. The five of them began to attack Yun Su from the sides, surrounding him in the center.

It was impossible for the experts on the rankings to fight against a new disciple together in the history of the Sky Cloud Martial School. Whether Yun Su could survive or not, everyone would remember him.

This battle was glorious!

It was enough to remember history!

The three of them held swords, sabers, hooks, and combined with the Fog Cloud Art, the golden light broke through the ground, and the Formless Cloud Art. The five of them closed in on Yun Su, each and every move was filled with killing intent.

"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!"

Five different attacks came from different angles and headed towards Yun Su at the center point. If one was struck by the attacks, it would be light if one was struck by them.

With a heavy stomp on the ground, Yun Su leapt into the air. Five weapons clashed against each other below, but Yun Su was not harmed in the slightest.

Whoosh …

Just at this moment, a piercing sound came out, a black figure quickly approached Yun Su. Yun Su became wary, her sword subconsciously swept out to block the attack, looking carefully, it was an arrow.

Someone had done it.

Yun Su's gaze shot over like lightning, only to see Leng Yunfeng trembling and retreating backwards. He was the one who had taken the chance to attack, but he did not expect himself to block it.

"You're courting death." Yun Su was filled with killing intent as he used all his strength to slash out a sword. Tens of thousands of sword Qis rushed towards Leng Yun Peak, wanting to tear him to pieces.