C267 The Meaning of a Drunk Man

"Kid, you are too arrogant. I'll make you understand that the gap between levels is insurmountable! "

As a Peak Late Period of Spirit Cultivating Stage expert, the leading man naturally didn't want to be suppressed by him, whose cultivation base was only at the Early Spirit Smelting Realm. Although he had lost his weapon, it didn't affect him from exerting his full strength. With a loud shout, two huge hands that looked like cattail fans suddenly started glowing with a green light. Then, he spun his feet and used the force of the rotation to point his fingers at Guxing like a blade and strike twice. What was even more terrifying was that as he attacked, A cold and cold blade intent was aimed at Guxing.

"Be careful, this man just used his hand to unleash a blade intent. It's not simple. " Sensing the danger of this person, Xiao Yue reminded him with some fear.

Guxing did not say anything. The bright smile on his face made the leading man's expression change. He subconsciously had an ominous feeling and was about to call the three brothers to quickly retreat. However, he was still a step too late. Guxing suddenly changed direction when his palm was about to collide with Guxing's. It turned out that Guxing had ulterior motives. His sword cut through the throat of a man who couldn't dodge in time at an incredible angle. Fresh blood splashed all over the crowd, but the man fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Second Brother (Second Brother)!"

Without caring about the sadness, the three of them had a surprisingly tacit understanding at this moment. After the leading man took the lead to slash out with his palm, the other two men quickly blocked all of Guxing's escape routes. Helpless, Guxing could only shake his hand and use Mo LuTianya to temporarily pull one of them back. However, it was unavoidable for him to clash head on with the leading man and the other man. Immediately, there was only a sound of "Dang. " "Dang! When!?" Countless sparks flew in the air. Guxing was relying on his superior Wind Riding Technique and the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, which could suppress all kinds of sword and saber techniques. Although he was invincible in a fight, he was still sent flying far away by the joint attack of the leading man and the other man. Suddenly, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful behind you!"

Guxing subconsciously turned around to defend himself, only to see that the man who had been forced back by him had already circled behind him. He suddenly thrust his sword at the back of Guxing's body. Seeing this, Guxing immediately moved his feet. After using the Wind Controlling Technique, he dodged the fatal points in a fleeting state. However, his arm was still cut by his sword. The hand holding the sword immediately started bleeding. At this moment, the leading man and the other man also joined hands to attack. The shining iron palm and the cold sword of the man, together with the sound of the air being torn apart, came at the same time.

At this critical moment, Xiao Yue's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Guxing saw this and quickly shouted, "You don't need to do anything!"

Immediately, he fiercely swung his sword and turned around. The sword technique in his left hand, which had been hidden for a long time, was executed at the same time. It carried a force that could wipe out an entire army as it clashed with the two of them. "Bang!" After a loud sound, the two people's moves were completely disintegrated. Guxing's figure also retreated again and again.

He immediately felt a sweetness in his throat, but he forcefully held it in. Then, Guxing used both of his feet to push against the ground with all his strength, and once again charged over. Seeing this, the three of them sneered, and divided into three directions to tightly surround him. Seeing that their plan had succeeded, the three of them were just about to attack, but they were still a step too slow. Guxing shook his sword with all his strength with his left hand and shouted. Countless sword shadows appeared out of nowhere, dazzling everyone. It was the ninth movement of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, the Fleeting Life Sword! Although it was casted with his left hand, its power did not decrease at all. This movement did not pay much attention to strength. His left hand was even more tricky than his right hand. In less than a few rounds, the three of them had already been covered in wounds. Seeing this, Guxing immediately shook his hand and struck out another Hidden Dragon Soaring Abyss, continuing to add wounds on everyone's bodies. At the same time, the fourth Swift Sword Strike was also in the midst of brewing, waiting for the chance to kill them with a single strike.

Outside the arena, Xiao Yue was stunned by this scene. A pair of delicate hands tightly covered her cherry-like small mouth. She never thought that Guxing would quietly practice the sword technique with his left hand to such an extent that it was not even inferior to his right hand.

At this moment, the four tigers of Luoan were undoubtedly even more distressed. They had never heard of such a strange sword technique after a flower bloomed. They originally thought that the hundreds and thousands of sword shadows in front of them were all fabricated. It was just an illusion, but when the cold blade cut through their skin, they realized their mistake. . . Their bodies were already riddled with wounds under the continuous attacks of the enemy. The continuous loss of blood made the three of them feel a sense of fear. Although the process of losing blood was very slow, it was hard to guarantee that there would not be a moment when it would run out. Furthermore, Guxing's body was as slippery as a loach, slipping away as soon as he touched it. He didn't want to fight at all. This made everyone feel distressed, but at the same time, drove them crazy.

"Kid, don't tell me that you only know how to use such despicable means? Do you dare to fight me openly?!"

As the man in the lead had the most profound cultivation amongst them, he naturally became the focus of Guxing's attention. Among the three of them, he had the most wounds on his body, and he was also the one who had lost the most blood. Guxing was very careful with his actions. He only greeted the arteries on their wrists and thighs. Although the wounds were not deep, they could at least let out some blood. Guxing would not give them time to stop the bleeding. He believed that it would not take long. He did not even need to do anything. These people would come to bid farewell to this world because of excessive blood loss.

"Is the so-called Son of Misfortune so despicable? You don't even dare to confront me face to face? Kid, are you still considered a man?!"

Seeing Guxing ignoring him, the leader who felt that his life was in danger had no choice but to provoke him. However, Guxing just sneered and continued to do what he wanted. Finally, at this moment, one of his men couldn't bear the fear of death and completely collapsed.

"Argh! Damn brat! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Under the stimulation of death, this person instantly lost his reason. His eyes became incomparably blood red and didn't have a trace of spirit. His entire person was in a state of epilepsy as he swung his sword randomly, and he actually almost injured his companion by the side.

"Third Brother! You're crazy!" Seeing him rushing towards Guxing as if he was going to die, the man in the lead hurriedly pulled him back, but he found that his strength was shockingly great. He accidentally caused his body to blur, and then he broke free and could no longer hold him back.

"Third Brother, it's dangerous! Come back quickly!"