755: Sword robbery old dog, come down to die
"Ah! little beast, you infuriate me."
Elder Jian Jie roared again and was about to rush to the plaza.
Whoosh!
Someone, however, moved first. It was a white-robed man holding a jade flute.
The white-robed man said to Elder Jian Jie, "Elder of Myriad Sword Holy Land, this Xie fellow is so arrogant. Why don't you let this Junior handle him? It will save you the trouble."
...
Elder Jian Jie raised an eyebrow when he saw the white-robed man.
"Let him make a move!"
The Myriad Sword Holy Son slowly spoke. This Xie Weilou is not simple, so it might be good to let this person try.
Upon hearing this, Elder Jian Jie had no choice but to temporarily suppress his inner rage.
"Who is this white-robed man? How dare he interfere in the matters between Myriad Sword Holy Land and the guy named Xie?"
"He's not simple! He is Guangling Xiu of the Xuanyin Sect. At a young age, he already possesses Gui Xu Mid-stage cultivation."
"Gui Xu Mid-stage? The Xuanyin Sect doesn't seem to be a Holy Land, yet it has such a Prodigy?"
"The key isn't the Xuanyin Sect. This person apprenticed under the Guqin Dao expert of the Eastern Barren Lands, the Heartless Old Devil, and learned a very strange Cultivation Technique, which allowed his cultivation to skyrocket. It's extremely peculiar."
Everyone looked at the white-robed man, a strange glint in their eyes.
A Gui Xu Mid-stage cultivator, indeed a Heavens Proud Son. Can he deal with Xie Weilou?
One must know that Xie Weilou had previously slaughtered the Little Sword King, a Gui Xu Mid-stage cultivator, and last night, he killed Yuan Haoran, also a Gui Xu Mid-stage cultivator. He is far from simple.
The white-robed man looked at Xie Weilou and said indifferently, "I am Guangling Xiu, Disciple of the Heartless Old Devil! I heard you spoke disrespectfully and slandered the Longevity Saintess's purity?"
"Damn it! So, after all that, he's just a simp standing up for the Longevity Saintess."
"The Longevity Saintess hasn't even said anything, yet he's already stepping forward on his own."
...
Everyone realized this, a look of disdain appearing in their eyes.
He's just a simp; no matter how strong his cultivation, he's still just a simp.
Xie Weilou looked at Guangling Xiu expressionlessly. He had no interest in even speaking to such a simp.
"How dare you ignore me? You're courting death!"
Guangling Xiu's eyes sharpened, and a fierce Devilish Qi erupted from his body. The jade flute in his hand became entwined with Devilish Qi, and he instantly charged at Xie Weilou with the flute.
Boom!
Xie Weilou's figure moved, abruptly appearing beside Guangling Xiu, extending a large hand, and grabbing Guangling Xiu's neck.
"What?"
Guangling Xiu was startled, a look of panic in his eyes. He had never expected to be suppressed in an instant.
Bang!
Xie Weilou couldn't be bothered with this clown. He slammed him to the ground, creating cracks in the earth.
"Ah..."
Guangling Xiu lay on the ground, blood spurting from his nose and mouth, his body covered in cracks, and an unknown number of bones broken. His white robe was already stained crimson with blood.
Just moments ago, he was graceful, but now he was utterly disheveled.
"So fast."
Everyone was shocked, their expressions extremely solemn.
Xie Weilou's speed just now was too fast; many people didn't even see his afterimage. This Guangling Xiu had truly kicked an iron plate.
Xie Weilou stepped on Guangling Xiu's chest, his eyes filled with killing intent: "Since you wish to die, I shall grant your wish."
Guangling Xiu sensed the killing intent from Xie Weilou and quickly said, "My Master is the Heartless Old Devil, a Creation Realm mighty figure..."
Boom!
Xie Weilou stomped his foot, and a destructive power erupted. Guangling Xiu's body was instantly shattered into dust, dying tragically on the spot.
"How ruthless!"
Everyone stared at Xie Weilou. To slaughter the Disciple of a Creation Realm expert so casually and decisively made them feel a chill.
However, thinking that Xie Weilou even dared to provoke the Myriad Sword Holy Land, they felt that everything was normal.
Xie Weilou looked at Elder Jian Jie and said indifferently, "Jian Jie, old dog, come down and die!"
"Damn it! This little beast has gotten stronger."
Elder Jian Jie's face was extremely grim.
Before, in Lingyuan Grotto-Heaven, Xie Weilou was merely an ant. He never expected that in such a short time, the opponent had grown to such a degree.
But what does that matter?
In his eyes, Xie Weilou was still an ant.
"little beast, this old man will definitely kill you today."
Elder Jian Jie's eyes were bloodthirsty. His figure flashed, instantly appearing on the plaza. If he didn't personally kill Xie Weilou, his hatred would be difficult to dispel.
Clang!
Elder Jian Jie waved his large hand, and the decaying longsword on his back was unsheathed. Overwhelming Sword Intent erupted, his aura surged wildly, and the pressure of a Guixu Peak bore down on Xie Weilou.
"little beast, die!"
Elder Jian Jie gripped the decaying longsword and suddenly charged at Xie Weilou. The longsword slashed out, generating ten thousand meters of Sword Qi, extremely fierce.
"Heh! Old geezer."
A cold smile appeared on Xie Weilou's face. With a casual wave of his hand, the Tianya Sword appeared before him.
As Elder Jian Jie charged over, he gripped the Tianya Sword, and the Curse Dao Principles were mobilized, injecting terrifying Cursed Power into the longsword.
Today is a good opportunity to test the might of the Curse Dao Principles!
Clang!
Xie Weilou abruptly drew his sword, striking instantly. His body transformed into a fleeting afterglow, brushing past Elder Jian Jie in a flash and appearing ten meters behind him.
...
Elder Jian Jie's expression froze, and his Sword Qi dissipated.
Crack!
The decaying longsword instantly broke.
A faint bloodstain appeared on Elder Jian Jie's neck, and a stinging sensation assailed him.
He touched his neck, and a trace of blood appeared in his hand. Then, he looked at Xie Weilou and sneered, "This sword strike was fast enough, but unfortunately, it can't kill me..."
This sword strike was indeed fast and fierce, breaking his longsword and leaving a faint bloodstain on his neck, but that was all; it couldn't kill him.
"Is that so?"
Xie Weilou said indifferently.
"Hmm?"
The next second, Elder Jian Jie suddenly felt something was wrong. Starting from the bloodstain on his neck, numerous strange bronze runes appeared.
These runes carried an extremely bizarre power, frantically corroding his Physical Body, devouring his power, Lifespan, and Divine Soul, like a parasitic disease that could not be stopped at all.
Elder Jian Jie's body instantly became covered in blood, his flesh rapidly decaying, dissipating, and perishing.
This was the Bronze Curse, originating from the Bronze Cursed Man.
"This is... no... ah..."
Elder Jian Jie's body trembled, and he let out a shrill scream.
He looked at the arm holding the sword; the flesh on his arm was decaying, loosening, and falling off, as if the bones were being stripped.
"No..."
Elder Jian Jie's expression was terrified, and he fell to the ground.
His entire body's flesh instantly turned into foul-smelling blood, his Divine Soul perished, leaving only a decaying skeleton.
A Guixu Peak cultivator instantly died tragically; the scene was exceptionally creepy.
"This..."
The scene was silent, everyone staring at Xie Weilou with horrified expressions.
That sword strike just now was too fast; they hadn't clearly seen what strange power Xie Weilou had used.
How could it make Elder Jian Jie, a Guixu Peak cultivator, die so bizarrely, so tragically, and so creepily?
A Guixu Peak cultivator, in an instant, had his flesh dissipate and turned into a decaying skeleton. Such a bizarre scene made everyone's Divine Soul tremble and their scalps tingle.
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