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588: If you don't believe it, you can try it.

“…”

Young Master Guishi’s eyes were wide, his face stained with blood, looking ferocious and terrifying, clearly in immense pain.

Whoosh!

Xie Weilou flicked his sleeve, and the Tianya Sword flew out from the back of Young Master Guishi’s head, bringing with it a gush of blood.

“Ah…”

Young Master Guishi let out a mournful shriek, his body falling to the ground, blood soaking the earth.

Xie Weilou’s figure moved, appearing beside Young Master Guishi, grabbing his head, and said indifferently, “Young Master Guishi? Not a small reputation, but his strength is too weak.”

Young Master Guishi stared at Xie Weilou with malevolent eyes: “I bet you can’t touch me. If you don’t believe me, you can try.”

Buzz!

Just as he finished speaking, in the sky, winds surged and clouds gathered, and a gigantic white ghost face mask appeared.

The mask’s eyes flickered with blood-red light, and a Half-Step Dongxuan Realm pressure erupted, directly locking down Xie Weilou.

“Father…”

When Young Master Guishi saw that mask, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

“Junior, release my son, or this Lord will surely make you perish!”

The ghost face mask spoke, and an even more ferocious pressure erupted, shaking the heavens and earth with a roar.

Young Master Guishi looked at Xie Weilou, sneering, “My father is in the Half-Step Dongxuan Realm. What can you do to me?”

“…”

Xie Weilou slowly released his hand, then his eyes hardened, and he slapped Young Master Guishi’s head.

Boom!

Young Master Guishi’s body was instantly reduced to ashes, deader than dead.

“Clearly, you made the wrong bet!”

Xie Weilou said expressionlessly.

Betting that he wouldn't dare to kill him? A head that falls into his hands, how could it not explode?

Try?

Try and you die!

“You brat, you’re courting death!”

The ghost face mask let out a furious roar.

Xie Weilou ignored the ghost face mask: “If you’re not convinced, then come down and fight. I’d also like to see how you make me perish.”

Undeniably, a Half-Step Dongxuan Realm indeed possessed some strength. If it were before, it might have posed a slight threat to him, but now, a Half-Step Dongxuan Realm couldn't suppress him.

“Ant, die!”

The ghost face mask erupted with a burst of blood-red light, condensing into a blood-colored heavenly saber, which instantly slashed towards Xie Weilou.

The saber energy was chilling, the blood-red light sealed the sky, carrying terrifying pressure. This single strike seemed capable of splitting the entire Ghost Market in half.

Xie Weilou extended his hand, and the Tianya Sword appeared in his grasp. He gripped the long sword tightly, rose into the sky, and unleashed a sword strike.

Rumble!

Saber and sword clashed, and a violent force swept in all directions, causing the ground to instantly crack.

The blood-colored heavenly saber was blasted apart, and Xie Weilou, along with his sword, was knocked back dozens of meters, landing in front of the Little Girl.

“Big brother.”

The Little Girl, holding the wooden box, looked at Xie Weilou with a face full of panic.

After Xie Weilou stabilized himself, he looked at the Little Girl and smiled faintly, “Don’t worry! With just him, he can’t do anything to me.”

Saying that, the Tianya Sword returned to its sheath, and he put it away.

“Roar!”

The ghost face mask continuously grew larger, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, then violently crashed down towards Xie Weilou. Its mouth opened wide, like a giant beast, intending to devour Xie Weilou.

“…”

Xie Weilou extended his hand, and the burial flower sword appeared in his grasp.

Boom!

He instantly gripped the long sword, unleashed the Heaven Mending Art, and his cultivation instantly reached Dragon Transformation Realm Peak, erupting with a fierce power.

Bang!

As soon as the ghost face mask approached, it was directly shattered by the pressure emanating from Xie Weilou.

In the distant pavilion.

Guanshan Wine, holding fine wine, said with a strange expression, “ten thousand souls banner, burial flower sword, Dragon Transformation Realm Peak? He can even slay a Divine Court Peak with one sword, and can block the might of a Half-Step Cave Profound Realm. This kid is truly a freak.”

Dragon Transformation Realm Peak being able to fight an Terrestrial Court Initial Stage was already defying the heavens.

But this kid was good; with Dragon Transformation Realm Peak strength, he slew twelve Divine Court with one sword, and could even withstand a Half-Step Cave Profound Realm. This was truly terrifying.

How could such a figure be described merely as a 'monster'?

At this moment, she became even more curious about Xie Weilou's true combat power. This kid was so calm, he must have a huge trump card.

This Lord of the Ghost Market, though strong, probably couldn't do anything to him.

As the white ghost face mask was shattered, a black Demon Hand instantly descended from the sky, slamming towards Xie Weilou, intending to blast this entire world apart.

“A minor trick!”

Xie Weilou said lightly, and the Demon Hand instantly fused, a surge of demonic energy erupted, forming a demonic energy hand that slammed towards the black Demon Hand.

Rumble!

The two large hands collided, the sky trembled, the sun and moon lost their light, and both exploded simultaneously. A powerful force swept in all directions, and the nine heavens turned into a patch of darkness.

“He does have some strength.”

In the void, a Mysterious Person wearing a black robe and a white ghost face mask appeared. He was precisely the Lord of the Ghost Market, his body emanating the pressure of a Half-Step Dongxuan Realm, his aura extremely terrifying.

“Get down and fight!”

Xie Weilou ignored the Lord of the Ghost Market. This Lord of the Ghost Market seemed not weak, but he was definitely not as strong as Chongming Tower, so fighting him wouldn't be too stressful.

“Dare to kill my son, this Lord will surely send you to the afterlife.”

The Lord of the Ghost Market conjured a black long sword. This sword was extraordinary, a Dao artifact. His figure moved, descending from the sky, and he slashed at Xie Weilou with a sword, full of fierce power.

Xie Weilou lightly waved his sleeve, moving the Little Girl to the side of the ten thousand souls banner, letting the ten thousand souls banner protect her. He held the sword in his right hand, wielding the burial flower sword’s sheath, directly blocking in front of him.

Boom!

The black long sword fiercely struck the sword sheath, a shower of sparks erupted, and a huge force surged, causing the ground beneath Xie Weilou's feet to crack and explosions to continuously erupt all around.

Clang!

Xie Weilou's eyes were sharp. He drew his sword with his left hand; the long sword, three inches out, revealed a other shore flower that was extremely conspicuous. A blood-red glow flickered, a fierce power erupted, and a blood-colored sword energy instantly slashed towards the Lord of the Ghost Market’s neck.

The Lord of the Ghost Market reacted extremely quickly, immediately drawing his sword to block in front of him. The sword energy slammed against the sword body, and a powerful force directly pushed him back three meters.

Chila!

The burial flower sword in Xie Weilou’s hand was fully unsheathed. Eighteen other shore flower emerged, their blood-red light dazzling, and his killing intent intensified several times.

The originally black sword body, with the appearance of the other shore flower, had already turned crimson, like a peerless evil sword, incomparably ferocious.

His figure moved, instantly appearing before the Lord of the Ghost Market, and he unleashed another sword strike.

A thousand-meter blood-colored sword energy erupted, mixed with a demonic aura and a deathly aura, extremely terrifying.

“…”

The Lord of the Ghost Market was not afraid and immediately brandished his black long sword to strike back.

Boom!

The two long swords collided, a series of explosions rang out, the city trembled, and explosions continuously erupted all around.

The Lord of the Ghost Market only felt his arm go numb, the web between his thumb and forefinger split open, his palm a bloody mess, and his entire body was instantly knocked back thirty meters.

Before he could stabilize himself, Xie Weilou suddenly rushed into the sky, raising his hand and delivering a powerful sword strike that could split a mountain, the sword energy sweeping across, the killing intent thick.

“Damn it!”

The Lord of the Ghost Market’s pupils constricted. Xie Weilou was too fast; he couldn’t avoid this sword strike and could only swing his long sword to block above him.

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