139: Chapter 139 She was not injured

Wang Xianzhi's expression stiffened. Although he knew in advance that Master Shen Xi was severely injured, he was still so frightened that his legs went weak.

This time, Master Shen Xi did not give Wang Xianzhi much of a chance. She pointed a finger, causing every hair on Wang Xianzhi's body to stand on end, and he instantly crushed a spatial jade talisman.

"Ancestor, Xiaolong has already been killed by that brat! You must slaughter that brat!"

"Master Shen Xi, how dare you!" Ancestor Zhao Buling of the Zhao family shattered space, his aged pupils filled with killing intent.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Wang Xianzhi was wiped out with a single finger, not even leaving behind ashes.

"Master Shen Xi, you are truly courting death!"

"What a ruthless little beast. Go to hell and accompany the Qilin child of my Zhao family!" Ancestor Zhao Buling's eyes contained fury as he forcefully struck out with a palm toward Ye Xuan.

"Boom—"

Master Shen Xi had long been on guard against this old immortal, easily blocking the strike for Ye Xuan.

"Damn it, Wang Yousheng, are you still watching the show? Attack quickly, join me in killing her!"

Ancestor Zhao Buling's aged eyes held killing intent as he coldly snorted toward a patch of void.

"Hehehe... I am here, old freak Zhao, no need to be anxious."

Instantly, another terrifying aura of a Saint descended. Inside the small cave, a sinister old man in black robes appeared—Wang family Saint, Wang Yousheng.

The two Saints stood side by side, each holding a quasi-Emperor weapon, looking at Master Shen Xi indifferently.

"Since you have come, it is convenient to send you both on your way together."

Master Shen Xi's aura remained steady. She looked indifferently at the two decaying Saints, Ancestor Zhao Buling and Wang Yousheng. She raised her hand, and suddenly, power near the Emperor Realm instantly sealed the cave.

She held two swords in her hands; the first was the zhu xian sword, and the other was the shen xi sword. Seemingly wanting to test the power of the zhu xian sword, Master Shen Xi pointed out with the sword. A Sword Intent filled with immense killing intent instantly tore through time and space, falling from above the nine heavens and crushing toward the two Saints.

"Didn't you say Master Shen Xi was severely injured?"

"Saint Profound Realm tenth stage, damn it!"

Wang Yousheng and Ancestor Zhao Buling's expressions changed drastically; how could they not perceive Master Shen Xi's true strength?

"Attack with full force, otherwise we will all die here today! White Tiger God Seal, suppress!"

"Asura God Tower, block it for me!"

Ancestor Zhao Buling hurriedly used the Zhao family's quasi-Emperor weapon to resist desperately. On the other side, Wang Yousheng also used the Wang family's quasi-Emperor weapon, the Asura God Tower.

The divine lights collided. Vaguely, Ancestor Zhao Buling was shocked to discover that his and Wang Yousheng's attacks could not gain the slightest advantage against Master Shen Xi, and instead, they were showing a trend of retreating steadily.

"Hum hum hum—"

They knew that there was no way out now; only by desperately killing Master Shen Xi here could they have a glimmer of hope.

"Creak—creak—"

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the Asura God Tower, and the zhu xian sword seemed to have encountered the most delicious food, fighting fiercely. In an instant, the small black tower was blasted away by Master Shen Xi's sword.

And the killing aura on Ancestor Zhao Buling's White Tiger God Seal also dissipated significantly.

"Pfft—"

The two decaying Saints spat out a mist of blood from their mouths almost simultaneously.

"nine heavens god-slaying spear, kill!"

Master Shen Xi withdrew the zhu xian sword and raised her hand to take out this ancient malevolent weapon. It carried endless black baleful aura, making one tremble with fear.

"Damn it, she has another Emperor weapon."

Wang Yousheng panicked. The quasi-Emperor weapon in his hand, the Asura God Tower, was almost destroyed by that terrifying Emperor sword. Now, he could only forcibly use the Asura God Tower; even if it were destroyed, that was far better than losing his own life.

"Break for me!"

Ancestor Zhao Buling did not want to sit and wait for death. He wanted to use the Asura God Tower to break through the void here and leave quickly; staying any longer would only lead to a dead end.

"Hum hum—"

The nine heavens god-slaying spear instantly pursued toward the void.

"Bang bang bang—"

A heaven-shaking and earth-shattering sound erupted from space, and even the land a hundred thousand miles away was instantly destroyed.

The next second, the nine heavens god-slaying spear forcefully pinned Ancestor Zhao Buling into space. His life force was instantly devoured, and a peerless Saint fell just like that.

When a Saint falls, perhaps out of pity, the Heavenly Dao begins to rain blood.

This scene happened in an instant.

By the time Wang Yousheng reacted, Ancestor Zhao Buling was already dead a hundred thousand miles away.

"Old freak Zhao!"

Wang Yousheng was desperately resisting the Emperor sword in Master Shen Xi's hand when he suddenly seemed to lose all his spirit and energy. A touch of bitterness surged into his heart, and a thick sense of death covered his entire body.

"Suppress and kill!"

Master Shen Xi withdrew the half of her divine sense used on the nine heavens god-slaying spear, then took out the zhu xian sword again, utilizing Light Profound Power, making the killing Sword Intent on the zhu xian sword even more dangerous.

"Bang bang bang—"

After a terrifying, heaven-reaching roar, that quasi-Emperor weapon, the Asura God Tower, was completely destroyed, shattering into countless pieces of scrap iron.

And Ancestor Zhao Buling had his soul completely annihilated by the zhu xian sword, and his Saint's body was turned into nutrients for the zhu xian sword.

Master Shen Xi was somewhat surprised by the power of the zhu xian sword. This sword actually had no upper limit; how was this possible? Where did that Pretty Boy get such a divine sword?

Ye Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Even his Master's protective sword talisman hadn't been needed; the danger this time could finally be considered completely resolved.

"I will borrow the zhu xian sword a while longer, you return to Sword Immortal Peak yourself later." After Master Shen Xi finished cleaning up the Saint's remains on the ground, she left the underground cave.

Ye Xuan fed Lin Qingzhu, who was on the ground, a detoxification pill, which allowed her to recover: "Grandmaster-Uncle Shen Xi is truly too powerful; she actually killed two Saints with such ease."

Lin Qingzhu had never seen a battle between Saints; today was the first time she had witnessed one.

And Yun Zhe, who was on the side, also felt equally shocked.

"Junior Brother Yun, this time it is thanks to your help, otherwise Qingzhu would have been in danger." Ye Xuan was not someone who didn't know how to repay a favor. He took a Mystic Power manual from his spirit ring and casually tossed it to Yun Zhe.

After getting it, Yun Zhe happily flipped open the Mystic Power manual.

Saint-level Mystic Power—《Ba Shi Wu Shuang》.

"Senior Brother Ye, this?"

Looking at Yun Zhe's hesitant expression, Ye Xuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Take it. This Mystic Power manual is dispensable to me, but you seem to lack a suitable one. With it, the future me won't be bored, right?"

"Alright, then this Junior Brother will accept it. In the future, if there are such matters, please take care of this Junior Brother, hehe!"

Yun Zhe was as happy as a child. Today, he not only resolved his inner conflict but also obtained a Mystic Power manual suitable for his physique.

"Yun Zhe, you can treat this Mystic Power manual as a secondary cultivation, as a transitional manual, but you must take 《Tian Lang Yu Shen Shu》 as your main cultivation manual; only then can you achieve something in the future..."

"En, Moli, I know!"

Ye Xuan glanced at Yun Zhe's life destiny, and indeed, it had undergone significant changes.