Cut the grass at its roots!

"Big Dipper Holy Son, why have you come?!"

The Divine Sword Sect Master, whose face had been filled with rage, suddenly calmed down, his mouth twitching slightly as he asked with a faint smile.

As the Divine Sword Sect Master, a Great Power in the Saint Realm, he dared not act presumptuously in front of Xu Ying.

The Beidou Holy Land had a Heavenly Emperor presiding over it, and the Divine Sword Sect Master did not want to bring trouble upon himself.

However, he was somewhat confused as to why this Eastern Region Prodigy, currently the most controversial in the Xuanhuang World, would appear at the Divine Sword Sect.

"Is it because of Liu Qingshan?"

The Divine Sword Sect Master looked at Liu Qingshan suspiciously.

This kid, he didn't seem to have anything special about him.

But even if it was truly for Liu Qingshan, if he just asked, he would definitely let him off.

At that time, the Saint of the Nine Nether Holy Land would naturally go and find trouble with the Big Dipper Holy Son.

"I heard... the Divine Sword Sect likes to act as someone's dog?"

"I wonder what the Divine Sword Sect Master thinks of that?"

"I, for one, have never seen a Sect that enjoys being a dog!"

Xu Ying walked with the stride of a Dragon and the gait of a tiger, speaking with a lighthearted air.

But as soon as his words fell, everyone present was shocked.

The Divine Sword Sect Disciples' eyes widened, filled with anger. How dare he?!

Even the Elders and the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect were choked by this single sentence, their breathing quickening, clearly angered!

"You brat, how dare you insult us!"

"Nonsense! Even if you are a Holy Land Saint from the Eastern Region, you cannot speak of our Divine Sword Sect so casually!"

"You're courting death!"

Upon hearing Xu Ying's words, some Disciples and Elders reacted as if in an emergency, each of them flying into a rage.

As Disciples or Elders of the Divine Sword Sect, they shared its fate, for better or worse.

At this moment, these young Disciples could no longer sit still; those mocking words were simply too harsh.

"Pfft!"

A laugh came from the foot of the mountain, and all the Divine Sword Sect Disciples glared angrily.

When they looked over, the laughter had indeed come from Liu Qingshan.

There was no helping it; he hadn't done it accidentally, but intentionally.

According to Xu Ying, if you do something, you must do it thoroughly.

You must strike the opponent comprehensively, from their spirit to their body!

"Big Dipper Holy Son, some things, you must not say carelessly!"

"Our Divine Sword Sect stands tall and proud in the Central Region!"

The Divine Sword Sect Master argued, his face flushed, but as these words left his mouth, Xu Ying said nothing more.

He merely stepped into the Void Realm, his expression gradually turning cold.

For a moment, at the entrance of the entire Divine Sword Sect, there was a palpable tension.

Whether it was the Divine Sword Sect Disciples or the Elders, all widened their eyes, holding their breath.

They stared intently at Xu Ying, their eyes blazing with endless fury.

"Since that's the case, then your Divine Sword Sect, shall vanish today."

A casually spoken sentence from Xu Ying's mouth, yet it was like a giant rock falling into a deep pool, causing an uproar.

Astonishment! Horror! Rage!

These expressions appeared on the faces of every Divine Sword Sect Disciple, Elder, and even the Sect Master.

Immediately after, the Divine Sword Sect Master stepped forward and declared loudly, "Big Dipper Holy Son, my Divine Sword Sect belongs to the Central Region, you cannot control us!"

"We respect you as the Saint of the Beidou Holy Land, but we cannot let you stand on our heads and defecate!"

"If you insist on this, then let's see who is truly skilled!"

As soon as these words were spoken, continuous shouts of support erupted within the Divine Sword Sect.

They knew the Beidou Holy Land was powerful, but this was the Central Region's territory.

The Central Region had several times more Holy Lands and Imperial Clans than the other Five Regions.

Moreover, their Divine Sword Sect had a complex network of connections, not only with Imperial Clans from the Central Region as their protectors but also with the Nine Nether Holy Land from the Northern Region as their backing.

And all of this was the Divine Sword Sect's confidence.

"Since you've already made up your minds, then I shall send you on your way!"

A purple light flashed in Xu Ying's eyes, the blood of the Heavenly Tyrant Body surged, and the spiritual Qi within his body was activated.

In an instant, he opened his Dao Palace, and various phenomena unfolded.

The original Dao Palace phenomena, under Xu Ying's nurturing, had already taken on a new appearance.

"Clang!"

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds changed, with nine heavens of lightning continuously rolling in the clouds.

The next moment, a bolt of lightning struck down from above, hitting a Divine Sword Sect Disciple.

At the same time, the Golden Dragon of Luck behind Xu Ying suddenly opened its eyes and took a breath from across the Void Realm.

The deceased Divine Sword Sect Disciple immediately became its fuel for Luck, growing a small zhang.

"Not good!"

"This is a Dao Palace phenomenon!"

"Run!"

Seeing a fellow Disciple die, the other Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect instantly panicked.

They never expected this Dao Palace phenomenon to be so terrifying.

In an instant, the Disciples scattered like birds and beasts, no longer daring to gather together.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

However, as soon as they moved, they felt an intense heat, and their clothes, unable to withstand the temperature, began to burn.

Parting the clouds, they saw that around the Divine Sword Sect's mountain gate, a sea of fire had appeared.

And this raging inferno was actually formed by exotic flames!

"Hiss!"

"Ah!"

"Save me, save me!"

Watching the exotic flames devour several figures, and within a few breaths, the smell of roasted meat emerged, and the figures turned to ashes, a group of people gasped in fear.

"Big Dipper Holy Son!"

An angry shout came from behind, it was the voice of the Divine Sword Sect Master.

Seeing the tragic death of his Disciples, he knew that this Saint, famous throughout Xuanhuang and even the heavens, was no longer a Dao Palace Realm cultivator who could be easily crushed.

From the fluctuations of his recent action, he sensed the power of Law.

"Myriad Swords Sacred Domain!"

The Divine Sword Sect Master clasped his hands, his internal spiritual Qi erupted, and the myriad swords behind him instantly converged.

They directly rushed into Xu Ying's Dao Palace phenomenon, breaking it open, and surrounded the Disciples, protecting them.

At this critical moment of life and death, the Divine Sword Sect Master no longer cared about the so-called rules.

"Since you are courting death!"

"I shall fulfill your wish!"

"Divine Sword, emerge!"

The Divine Sword Sect Master's rage was completely unrestrained, and with his soft shout, a Sacred Artifact Divine Sword drifted down from between heaven and earth.

Under his control, it transformed into a divine speed and pierced towards Xu Ying.

As the saying goes, among myriad Laws, speed is paramount.

The Sacred Sword appeared in front of Xu Ying with a whoosh, but it merely hovered in the air, unable to advance another inch.

"How is this possible?!"

The Divine Sword Sect Master's pupils constricted, looking at this scene with some surprise.

But the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something.

He felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.

"Dao Protector!"

"It's the Dao Protector of the Beidou Holy Land!"

The Divine Sword Sect Master's expression was dejected, a bitter smile on his lips; he should have thought of it earlier!

"Senior Brother Xu (Saint), the Disciples here have been dealt with!"

Just then, two figures actually walked out from within the Divine Sword Sect's gate.

The two of them had a strong smell of blood, and blood was still dripping from the weapons in their hands.

They were Chi Qingning and Sun Xingzhe.

"Well done!"

"As the saying goes, to cut weeds, you must pull them out by the roots!"

"Otherwise, why do you think I was wasting my breath with you here just now!"

Xu Ying's expression was sarcastic, a playful smirk curving his lips.

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