125: Chapter 125 Slaughtering all living beings, staining the sky with blood

Boom...

Huge boulders rolled down from the mountain peak, and countless tiny, dense cracks spread outwards.

"Xiao Tian is actually injured..."

Suddenly, Tang Junyao looked up into the distance. Her beautiful eyes saw that although Xiao Tian had been rescued in time by Shui Xing, he had still been struck by a shockwave of energy.

Immediately, his face turned pale, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness. Feeling the pain radiating from his body, he was just about to say something.

He saw that not far away, the youth in green robes had a pale complexion, drinking spirit wine while looking at him indifferently.

Their gazes met in mid-air. Xiao Tian gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness, and said coldly: "You... how could you not have died under the Fire Lotus..."

"Hmph, if Young Master Xiao Tian didn't die, how could I possibly perish? Perhaps the Heavens see that my life is good and won't take me."

Hun Tiandi's indifferent voice echoed faintly.

He was deliberately provoking Xiao Tian, speaking in this manner on purpose.

Pfft...

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xiao Tian spat out another mouthful of blood. His aura became increasingly withered, and he pointed a trembling finger at Hun Tiandi.

"It's over... Xiao Tian."

Hun Tiandi gripped his long sword, his flashing speed surging. As his figure moved, he appeared before Xiao Tian like a ghost.

His cold tone, like a grim reaper from hell, fell upon his ears.

Xiao Tian's expression changed, and he shouted sharply: "Bastard, save me!"

The guard behind Xiao Tian erupted with a terrifying aura, and surging energy exploded, knocking Hun Tiandi over in one fell swoop.

Caught off guard, Hun Tiandi was sent flying backwards, leaving footprints on the ground with every step.

After dispelling the terrifying energy, a bloody light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and extreme killing intent surged forth.

"Young Master Yun, take him down! They really are shameless... kill until you have a fierce reputation, kill until they are terrified!"

Seeing Hun Tiandi being bullied, Elder Dan was roaring wildly.

"Xiao Tian, you..." Tang Junyao's expression changed, and she rebuked him.

Shui Xing frowned slightly, a flash of displeasure in his eyes; a battle between the younger generation actually had a powerful expert intervening from behind.

Hahaha!

"Keep being arrogant! I admit that your strength is not bad; to think that even the Fire Lotus couldn't kill you. You are the first person to block this move."

"However... when venturing out into the world, it's all about influence and background. Since the influence behind me is stronger than yours... then I can only invite you to go to hell."

Seeing the disheveled Hun Tiandi, Xiao Tian retreated a few steps and arrogantly mocked him.

Tang Junyao knew one thing: Xiao Tian came from the Xiao Family and was the most outstanding person of the younger generation. At seventeen, he condensed a Qi Cyclone and successfully promoted to a Dou Practitioner; at twenty, he reached the level of Dou Master; at twenty-four, he rose to become a Great Dou Master.

This cultivation speed was extremely fast. While one wouldn't call it exceptional on the Fighting Qi Continent, it was enough to make any major force proud.

However, such an outstanding person was being suppressed in battle today by a youth in green robes.

If everyone knew that a year ago, Hun Tiandi wasn't even a Dou Practitioner, yet a year later, his strength had surged, elevating him to the level of a Great Dou Master.

In one year, he had leaped over the Dou Practitioner and Dou Master stages, promoting to the Great Dou Master level.

Xiao Tian's cultivation speed was shocking, but Hun Tiandi was perhaps terrifying.

Most importantly, Hun Tiandi was twelve years old. He was too young; a young monster was rising rapidly.

Hun Tiandi scanned Tang Junyao with helplessness and anger, then turned to look at Shui Xing with an indifferent expression, as if he had no emotions at all.

Xiao Tian's face was ferocious, as if he had Hun Tiandi in the palm of his hand. He looked at him coldly, wondering why he had to order his guards to intervene; he absolutely could not lose face in front of the person he liked.

A group of Starfall Pavilion disciples had eyes filled with hatred.

Since Senior Brother Ling Yuan had been killed, they naturally hoped Hun Tiandi would be killed by Xiao Tian to avenge him.

Many people at this age were not even Dou Practitioners, yet this youth in green robes had already embarked on the path of the strong.

A twelve-year-old Great Dou Master.

The Flame Emperor of the Xiao Family back in the day, a genius who stunned the Fighting Qi Continent, had only promoted to the ranks of Great Dou Master at seventeen.

Of course, Hun Tiandi's cultivation speed was due to him honing himself in life-and-death battles, plunging into dangerous situations, and giving countless blood and sweat to reach where he was today.

"Hahaha, beat the young one, and the guards come out. If I kill the guards, will it draw out the old fogeys of the Xiao Family?"

Suddenly, Hun Tiandi looked up and laughed, his voice filled with anger.

Since it was a battle between the younger generation, they were shameless to insist on intervening in this matter.

Since you broke the rules and bottom line first, don't blame me...

Whoosh...

Hun Tiandi waved his large sleeve, and nine streaks of red-gold light flowed, flying through the air. While everyone was confused, eight of the red-gold lights landed around Xiao Tian's formation.

In a flash, Xiao Tian was surrounded. As the light dissipated, the Red-Gold Puppets were revealed, their cold metallic feel causing the group of guards to be horrified.

They stared fixedly at everyone.

"This is... a Red-Gold Puppet?" Shui Xing, who had been indifferent, restrained his expression and said in surprise.

Puppet Art was a rare skill left over from ancient times. It was neither a cultivation method nor a Dou Technique; instead, puppets were refined in a unique way to be used by cultivators.

Generally, such puppets had no sense of pain, did not get tired, and steadfastly executed their master's orders.

They were the most powerful combat aids. Once successfully refined, they did not require the consumption of the master's Fighting Qi or soul power, and were easy to carry in a storage ring.

They were convenient for hiding and surprise attacks.

What was most terrifying was the horrific aura emanating from the Red-Gold Puppets, which shocked Shui Xing.

"Dou Zun-level puppets?" Tang Junyao also sensed their terrifying aura.

"Young Master, the strength of these Red-Gold Puppets is terrifying; this subordinate is no match for them..." The guard who had attacked earlier said to Xiao Tian in a panic after seeing the cold puppets surrounding them.

"Useless trash, you can't even handle this small matter..."

Xiao Tian rebuked him angrily, and the embarrassed guard's face turned green and red.

"Little Master, this..."

Tang Junyao hurriedly spoke up. With nine Dou Zun-level puppets, if the youth in green robes started a slaughter, no one on this mountain would survive today.

"Fine, Miss Tang, this matter has nothing to do with you, and I am not one to be unreasonable. The Ling Yuan you wanted to save has unfortunately already died, and there is no chance for him to be saved by Fairy, so you may leave directly."

"I will not stop you, I won't see you off."

Hun Tiandi waved his hand, cutting off Tang Junyao, made a gesture of invitation, and said coldly.

This action made the group behind Tang Junyao very dissatisfied, and they glared angrily.

Fairy Junyao was peerlessly beautiful and famous throughout the Central Plains; countless young talents prostrated themselves under her pomegranate skirt.

However, the youth in green robes before them gave no face at all.

Tang Junyao even began to doubt herself, wondering if her beauty had diminished.

Upon hearing this, Tang Junyao shook her head, took a light step, and smiled.

She said softly: "Ling Yuan has perished, so naturally there is no need for me to stay, but Jun Yao implores you, Master, could you spare Xiao Tian?"

"Oh? Could it be that the pure and flawless Fairy Junyao has taken a liking to this Young Master of the Xiao Family?"

Hun Tiandi said playfully.

"It is not that Jun Yao admires Young Master Xiao; it is because my Burning Flame Valley has some connection with the Xiao Family. I wonder if you could give Burning Flame Valley some face?"

Tang Junyao tried to persuade him again.

"Your Burning Flame Valley has no face here with me. If Fairy is unwilling to leave, you can just stand to the side and watch the show; otherwise..." Hun Tiandi's expression turned cold, his voice as sharp as a sword.

"Otherwise what?" The guard behind him stared at Hun Tiandi with ill intent.

"Otherwise, you can head on the road together with Young Master Xiao..."