He Xi rested one hand on the rockery, tilted his head slightly, revealing his handsome face and graceful snow-white neck, and said slowly: "I am not impatient to live, but I feel very impatient to see you scum living."
"So, I have no choice but to send you all to hell, so that you won't be an eyesore to me!"
"How dare you!" The middle-aged man was furious when he heard that. He pointed at He Xi and said angrily, "Who do you think you are? How dare you come to my Jiang Mansion and speak nonsense? You even dare to harm the guards of my Jiang Mansion. Do you really think that there is no one in my Jiang Mansion?"
"Come on, come together with me. I want to see how a waiter in the foundation-building stage can have the guts to come to our Jiang Mansion and act so rampant."
Although he spoke arrogantly, the middle-aged man did not dare to be negligent and quickly took out a green sword with a cold glow.
The middle-aged man's spiritual power poured into the sword, and the long sword made a whistling sound and quickly flew towards the Hexi River on the rockery.
At the same time, the warriors in the Condensation Vein Stage who were following the middle-aged man also summoned their magic flying swords, ready to go.
Seeing that the green sword had already reached He Xi, he grasped the purple vine in his slender hand and suddenly swept it hard.
There was a loud "pop" and in the blink of an eye, flames burst out.
The green sword was unexpectedly stopped in mid-air by the purple vines, and without waiting for the middle-aged man to react, it suddenly turned around and flew towards the crowd.
"Ah--!" One of the guards let out a shrill scream as his entire body was pierced through the chest by the green sword.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the sword on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror. Then, his head tilted and he stopped breathing.
He Xi stood on the top of the rockery, holding the purple dark lotus.
Her satin black hair fluttered gently in the wind, and purple vines danced softly in her hands. A deep smile appeared on the handsome face of the young man. Although her face was as beautiful as a poem or a painting, at this moment she looked like a terrifying Yama who could take away one's life.
The middle-aged man's face turned extremely ugly, and the green flying sword that was stuck in his subordinate's chest hummed several times before returning to his hand.
He originally thought that he was just a warrior in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Even if the magic weapon in his hand was powerful, he might be able to deal with a group of Foundation Establishment Stage warriors with ease. But when it came to a high-level Condensing Veins warrior like himself, he could be easily trampled upon.
But it was obvious that the facts before him were far from what he had imagined.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man felt fear in his heart and couldn't help but raise his voice to ask.
But before he could finish his words, He Xi suddenly leaped up and flew into the air like a flying swallow, while the purple vines in her hand swept out with a whistling sound.
With a loud "bang", the purple vines wrapped around the bodies of a dozen Foundation Establishment warriors, and then threw them against the wall.
It's a pity that these foundation-building warriors had low cultivation levels to begin with, and their spiritual defenses were broken when they were wrapped up by the Purple Nether Vine. Without their spiritual defenses, they were just ordinary people's bodies.
He was thrown against the wall so hard that he didn't even make a groan. His entire body of bones were shattered and he died cleanly.
The middle-aged man already had a look of fear on his face, and was about to call everyone to come together.
Suddenly, there was a sound of applause from behind him, and then an old voice with a smile slowly sounded, "What a great skill, what a magic weapon, it's true that heroes emerge young!" (To be continued)