Although both Wine Demon Sword and Hong Qi were injured, the others were not lightly wounded either.
However, the enemy was evidently in a worse situation.
The Clan Leader of the Cangjing Family, who had previously vowed to trouble Ling Xiao, lay dead on the spot.
This was the first Reincarnation Realm Martial Artist killed by Wine Demon Sword after returning to the White Tiger Continent.
Another Reincarnation Realm Martial Artist who was killed turned out to be a Xuanfeng Divine Hall Venerable of the Xuanwu Divine Hall’s Thirteen Halls, a figure equivalent in status to Morgan Lawless Heaven.
Aside from these two, over a hundred Divine Guards from the Xuanwu Divine Hall were killed, all Yin-Yang Realm Martial Artists.
Five half-step Reincarnation Realm Martial Artists also died miserably, all slain by Hong Qi.
Such a battle certainly couldn’t satisfy the Xuanwu Divine Hall.
Suddenly, Wine Demon Sword frowned, his Black Sword flickering with lights, as he stared intently into the distance.
Monts later, an old man appeared within his sight, causing his expression to turn grim.
"It’s him!"
Wine Demon Sword smiled bitterly: "Old Hong, later you take them and leave, flee as far as possible, I’ll handle what’s coming next."
"Who is he?"
Hong Qi asked.
"The Sect Master of Xuanwu Divine Hall—Xuan Ming!"
Wine Demon Sword sighed: "I’m no match for him, and the gap is huge. Even if I fight him, I can probably only last about a hundred moves."
"Why would he co? Could it be that my good grandson has done sothing significant at the Xuanwu Divine Hall again?"
Hong Qi was puzzled.
This Sect Master of Xuanwu Divine Hall certainly wouldn’t show up easily, since he appeared today, sothing significant must have happened.
As he spoke, Xuan Ming had already appeared before them.
The distance was close, and the terrifying pressure made Dan Feng and the others unable to even stand upright, as if they were being crushed by a mountain.
Out of everyone, only Wine Demon Sword and Hong Qi could stand straight.
However, surprisingly, although Joshua Long couldn’t stand upright, he took a step forward, his whole body glowing with golden light, releasing a terrifying Dragon’s Howl, which prevented him from falling.
"Oh? It seems the rumors are true, you really are a genuine mber of the Dragon Clan, interesting, quite interesting indeed, who exactly is this Ling Xiao, having not only the Black Feather People but also the Dragon Clan around, and even having a rebellious Wine Demon Sword to assist him."
Xuan Ming was truly surprised and confused.
Though Ling Xiao indeed displayed terrifying potential and ability, his strength was ultimately ordinary. Why would these people be so loyally devoted to this young man?
He couldn’t quite understand.
Hard to grasp.
"Old dog, cut the crap, where is Leng i?"
At this mont, another voice echoed from the sky, Ling Xiao soared in, despite having all his bones shattered, they were still rapidly healing.
His body was temporarily supported by the Son of Shadow, his speed not at its peak, but still fast.
"Naturally, she ca with ."
Xuan Ming was furious because Ling Xiao dared to call him an old dog.
But this was not the ti to lose his temper, it wouldn’t be too late to tornt that rascal Ling Xiao properly after the hostage exchange.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and released Leng i, although it wasn’t clear what thod he used, it was indeed very clever.
"Senior Wine Demon Sword, Grandpa, you all follow with the others."
Ling Xiao called out, unexpectedly flying towards the ruins of the Cangjin Temple.
Although everyone didn’t know what was happening, they were deeply shocked in their hearts.
Ling Xiao actually dared to call Xuan Ming an old dog, and that old dog didn’t explode in anger to kill him?
However, they had no ti to think about it now, all of them followed Ling Xiao into the ruins of the Cangjin Temple.
"Boom!"
Ling Xiao struck a pile of ruins with his palm, revealing an entrance, then dashed inside.
This was once the Sacrificial Hall of the Cangjin Temple, although buried under ruins, it still hadn’t collapsed, the quality was remarkably good.
Xuan Ming hesitated not, almost simultaneously following inside.
This was indeed the boldness born of skill, he believed that no one posed a threat to him.
After the crowd entered the Sacrificial Hall, a large number of Divine Guards arrived outside the Cangjin Temple, completely surrounding it.
"Don’t let even a mosquito out, hear ? Whoever tries to break through, kill them without rcy!"
Xuan Ye was extrely furious.
Under his very nose, Xuanfeng had been taken hostage, this insult made his anger burn.
"Yes!"
The Divine Guards responded loudly.
No one knew how many years it had been since anything like this had occurred.
Soone actually dared to provoke the Xuanwu Divine Hall during the White Tiger Summit, even killing so many people of the Xuanwu Divine Hall, and had taken the Xuanwu Divine Hall’s overseer hostage.
They couldn’t tolerate it either.
In the Sacrificial Hall, Ling Xiao finally stopped and then faced Xuan Ming: "Release them simultaneously!"
"Alright!"
Xuan Ming nodded.
He didn’t know why Ling Xiao chose to exchange hostages here, and he didn’t sense anything unfamiliar about this place, it was still shrouded in thick Immortal Qi, constantly emitted by the Land of Ten Thousand Thunderbolts.
He was very familiar with it.
The kind of aura in the Xuanwu Divine Hall was even more intense than here.
In such a hostage exchange, he reckoned he couldn’t possibly suffer a loss.
"What a pity, young girl, you could have been the most feared assassin on the Xuanwu Continent."
Xuan Ming pushed Leng i out with a shove.
anwhile, Ling Xiao also pushed Xuanfeng out.
In that instant, a cold smile appeared on Xuan Ming’s lips, he flashed towards Xuanfeng.
"Such a foolish boy, you think you can trade hostages with ? Today, everyone here will pay with their lives!"
"Is that so? Arrogant and foolish old dog, do you really think there is no aning in choosing this place for the exchange?"
Ling Xiao did not move, nor did he let Wine Demon Sword move.
He just stood there, watching Xuan Ming like watching a joke.
Xuan Ming was startled for a mont, then sneered: "Trying to scare with such words, how childish."
He didn’t stop, still pounced towards Xuanfeng, simultaneously grabbing the already freed Leng i again.
Yet, at that mont, a strong sense of crisis took root within him.
His many years of battle experience told him he was in extrely dangerous circumstances now.
Although not knowing what the danger was, he dared not neglect it, abandoning rescuing Xuanfeng, even giving up Leng i who was within reach, suddenly circulating Reincarnation Force, preparing for defense.
From the void, a hand reached out, striking towards his back.
Xuan Ming hurriedly turned and unleashed a palm strike.
"Boom!"
After the clash, the entire Sacrificial Hall began to shake.
The Cangjing Temple, already in ruins, saw many places collapse again.
"Hmm?"
Xuan Ming was taken aback.
The opponent’s strike was really strong.
Actually on par with his own.
But why did he feel such a familiar aura and power, as if fighting against himself.
This feeling was really eerie, only seed to have encountered sothing similar sowhere before.
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