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The three Saints had firm faces and unquestionable determination in their eyes. Without further ado, they moved almost at the same moment, like three golden lightnings, cutting through space and launching a fierce attack on Li Xiu.

They each displayed their clan's secret skills, and three strange and dazzling golden lights, like the sacred light overflowing from the cracks in the sky, crashed into Li Xiu's position with unparalleled power.

Facing this overwhelming golden light that almost swallowed up the world, Li Xiu was as still as a mountain, only his eyes flashed with cold light, as if they could freeze everything, revealing endless murderous intent.

"Thunder from the ground!" He shouted in a low voice. Although his voice was light, it contained the momentum to shake the mountains and rivers, as if the thunder in nature also resonated with it.

Then, Li Xiu swung the long sword in his hand suddenly. This sword was not dragged at all, only pure power and speed.

The tip of the sword cut through the air, bringing with it a sharp whistle. Immediately afterwards, an unprecedented thunder sword energy burst out from the sword, instantly filling the entire battlefield.

The thunder sword energy and the three golden lights collided violently in the air, and suddenly, the entire space seemed to be torn apart. The dazzling light and the roaring sound intertwined together, forming a shocking picture.

And the three saints, under this thunderous blow, did not even have time to react, and were completely swallowed up by the overbearing sword energy.

Their figures seemed so small in front of this power. In a blink of an eye, they were transformed into three brilliant white lights and dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving only a vast space and silence.

Li Xiu stood in place, with the tip of the sword hanging down, surrounded by the residual power of thunder that had not yet completely dissipated. At this moment, his figure seemed to have become the only focus between heaven and earth, both lonely and powerful, and awe-inspiring.

"This sword scripture is indeed mysterious. After practicing it, my sword skills have become much more powerful."

Li Xiu's eyes showed a cold and arrogant look.

In the past, when he performed the thunderclap, its power was far different from this.

Now, he only needs to lightly swing his sword to easily kill three ancient saints of the fourth level.

Whoosh--

After killing these three people, Li Xiu's figure was like a meteor across the night sky, rushing towards the border.

In a flash, he had arrived at the edge of the no-man's land.

At this moment, he looked far into the depths of the no-man's land, gnashing his teeth and clenching his fists.

Among the saints, there is a sixth-level strongman holding a special magic weapon, and the old madman may find it difficult to resist.

However, he quickly regained his composure. With his current strength, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg to rashly confront the sixth-level strongman.

He was not an ignorant person. He knew that if he fell into the hands of the Saint Clan, not only would the old madman's efforts go to waste, but there would be no way to rescue him.

At this moment, he stared deeply into the depths of the no-man's land, gritted his teeth, and said firmly, "Senior, I, Li Xiu, will come to rescue you!"

In the depths of the no-man's land, there were gusts of cold wind.

When the six-turn Saint Clan strongman sensed that the life fire of the three men he sent out suddenly went out, his face instantly became as gloomy as water.

At this moment, in front of him, the old madman was tightly wrapped in a mysterious golden liquid, like an immortal golden statue, with no sadness or joy on his face.

However, even in this golden statue, there was still surging blood and unyielding will.

Obviously, even a six-turn Saint Clan strongman could not easily kill the old madman, and could only temporarily trap him with the power of the holy weapon.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Saint Clan strongman, and then he waved his hands, and the air around him suddenly became heavy. Complex formations quickly condensed and formed, surrounding the golden statue of the old madman layer by layer, making it airtight.

"Hmph! Anyone who dares to step into this place will be killed without return!" He snorted coldly, his tone full of unquestionable determination.

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Swoosh-

On the other side, Li Xiu was like a stream of light, instantly crossing the border of the no-man's land.

As soon as he crossed the border, he noticed two figures wearing the clothes of the four sects standing there. The aura they exuded reached the third level, and they were obviously the best of the four sects.

However, just as Li Xiu was about to pass by silently, the two men suddenly raised their weapons and blocked his way.

"Who? Stop!" Their voices were filled with unquestionable majesty.

Facing the two's obstruction, Li Xiu frowned slightly, but he did not show any dissatisfaction or hostility, but chose to stop.

He had no intention of clashing with the four sects.

According to Xia An, not all the forces above are hostile to him.

So Li Xiu would not kill anyone without knowing who is friend or foe.

"Li Xiu." He said his name calmly and firmly.

However, after hearing this name, the two disciples of the four sects did not let him go. Instead, they sneered and said, "Li Xiu is dead! We suspect that you are possessed by a demon. Go to Zixiao Pavilion to cooperate with our investigation and avoid physical pain."

Their words were full of unquestionable toughness.

Can they not tell whether it is a demon or not?

All this is just an order from above. If they meet Li Xiu coming back alone, they will take him away directly.

"Zixiao Pavilion." Li Xiu raised his eyes slightly, and a hint of coldness quietly flowed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, fate was so clever that he met the people of Zixiao Pavilion as soon as he stepped out of the no-man's land.

Are you kidding? Not only did he destroy the soul of their ancestor's direct disciple, but he also nearly had a war with ancestor Mu Yan.

The two sides are at loggerheads, how could he go back with them and fall into their trap?

At this moment, Li Xiu's eyes flashed with a resolute killing intent. He looked at the two coldly, "If I were really possessed by a demon, do you think I would cooperate with you?"

Facing Li Xiu's heart-pounding eyes, the two felt a shadow of death looming in their hearts and trembled involuntarily.

Under tension, they began to threaten.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"We are disciples of Zixiao Pavilion! How dare you touch us?"

However, the only response they got was an extremely sharp sword energy, like the sickle of the god of death, which instantly crossed the void.

Bang! Bang!

Two blood mists exploded in the air.

Until the last moment of their lives, they had never expected that Li Xiu would really dare to kill them.

How could they know that the young patriarch of the Gu family had already died under Li Xiu's sword, and even the ancestor had been challenged by him!

A few disciples from the four sects dared to show off their power in front of him, which was simply courting death.