"Junior sister Lin Xiaoying!" Upon seeing this, Tan Juan and Ji Xinyi waved their palms at Xie Bufan, fearing that Lin Xiaoying might be at fault, and Dou Rui and the others attacked.
The girls in Qingxue Palace took action one after another.
The girls from the Qingxue Palace took action, and the masters of the Holy Sect such as the Duhua Holy Sect also took action and joined the battle group.
These masters were extraordinary Nine Tribulations Half-Saints, and even two Saints. Suddenly, the masters of the Evil Palace screamed one after another.
Xie Bufan, Dou Rui and the others couldn't help being frightened and angry. Neither of them expected that things would suddenly change like this.
However, not all the masters present joined the battle group to surround and kill the Demon Palace disciples, such as the Holy Land Alliance, the Blue Whale Clan, and the Crimson Flame Holy Sect.
An old man from the Holy Land Alliance walked towards Huang Xiaolong. This old man was Wang Yuan, the elder of the Jiumu Holy Sect, and a master of the first level of the Holy Realm.
Wang Yuan said directly: "This little brother, please take out Wuyuan's eyes. We won't embarrass you. Let's do this. As long as you take out Wuyuan's eyes, what do you want? As long as we can get it. Come out and I can exchange with you, how about that?"
Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "What do I really want, and you can exchange it for me?"
"That's right." Wang Yuan nodded and smiled: "As long as we have it, we can exchange it with you."
Huang Xiaolong pointed at the jade beads on Wang Yuan's waist: "I want that."
Wang Yuan was startled.
Before Wang Yuan could speak, his direct disciple Li Zhang, the holy son of the Jiumu Mu Sect, pointed angrily at Huang Xiaolong: "Boy, you are wishful thinking!"
This jade bead is the only holy weapon that Wang Yuan refined with the Holy Life Essence.
There are generally two types of holy weapons. One is a holy weapon obtained from the hands of other holy masters, and the other is a sacred weapon refined by the holy master himself using his holy life essence.
The importance of the sacred artifacts refined by the Saint Realm masters themselves using the Holy Life Essence is far more important than those obtained from the hands of other Saint Realm masters.
It’s no wonder that Li Zhang, the Holy Son of the Jiumu Holy Sect, reacted so violently.
At this time, Wang Yuan also shook his head and said: "This jade bead is not good, you can ask for other things."
"I want that jade bead." Huang Xiaolong said calmly.
Wang Yuan's face darkened: "In that case, I have no choice but to do it myself." After saying that, he suddenly pressed his palms towards Huang Xiaolong and the Wuyuan Binocular Beast sitting below him.
"Don't worry, for the sake of Qingxue Palace, I won't kill you. However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided. I will break all your bones!"
Wang Yuan's palm force fell, and the holy power suppressed it.
Chen Zifeng, the Holy Son of the Crimson Flame Sect, couldn't help but sneer. Earlier at the gate of Wuyuan City, he wanted to buy Lin Xiaoying's jade talisman from Huang Xiaolong, but Huang Xiaolong refused. He was naturally happy to see Huang Xiaolong make a fool of himself and have his bones crushed by Wang Yuan.
Now, Tan Juan, Ji Xinyi, and Lin Xiaoying were fighting against the masters of the Demon Palace. He wanted to see who could still save this kid!
Seeing Wang Yuan's palm force fall, Lin Xiaoying, who was entangled by the Demon Palace master, couldn't help but feel anxious and angry: "Jiu Mu Saint Sect Wang Yuan, how dare you!"
Wang Yuan looked calm and continued to press down on Huang Xiaolong with his palm force.
Just when everyone thought that Huang Xiaolong was about to be slapped into the ground by Wang Yuan's palm and his bones would be shattered, suddenly, there was a sound of swords, and countless sword energy soared into the sky, and in an instant, Wang Yuan's palm force was pierced into countless swords. At the same time, the amazing sword energy forced Wang Yuan to retreat continuously.
Everyone was stunned and suddenly looked at Saint Li Jian behind Huang Xiaolong.
Before, everyone’s eyes were focused on Huang Xiaolong and the Abyss-free Two-Eyed Beast, but no one took the Lijian Saint behind Huang Xiaolong seriously.
After all, in the eyes of everyone, Huang Xiaolong is a little Supreme Seventh Level, and no matter how strong the servant guards around him are, they can't be much higher.
Moreover, the aura of Saint Li Jian just now was restrained, too ordinary.
"You, you are the Saint of Lijian?!" Wang Yuan looked at the Saint of Lijian behind Huang Xiaolong in shock and anger.
The last time Holy Life was born, he had competed with Saint Li Jian Wuwo for Holy Life and fought several times, so he was very familiar with Saint Li Jian's sword energy.
Yu Fujiang, Chen Zifeng, and the masters of the Blue Whale clan couldn't help but be shocked when they heard Wang Yuan's angry screams.
"What! Li Jian Saint?!"
"He is the Lijian Saint?!"
Saint Li Jian, a talented evildoer, is as famous as Tan Juan, Xie Bufan and others. However, isn't it said that Saint Li Jian is aloof and arrogant? And he’s a casual cultivator! He has never joined any holy land or sect, and now he is working as a bodyguard for a supreme seventh-level boy
While fighting Xie Bufan, Dou Rui, Tan Juan, Ji Xinyi and others were also shocked.
Lin Xiaoying and Li Li were even more stunned: "Saint Lijian?!"
Saint Li Jian reacted very calmly. He glanced at Wang Yuan and everyone indifferently, but did not speak and continued to stand behind Huang Xiaolong.
However, the difference from just now is that just now, the aura of Saint Li Jian was restrained, but now, it is like an unsheathed sword, trying to pierce the sky.
Wang Yuan looked ugly.
He looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise: "Who is your Excellency?" He originally thought that Huang Xiaolong was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but now he realized that this was not a lamb.
Huang Xiaolong did not answer Wang Yuan, but looked at Lan Xuhui from the Blue Whale Clan and Chen Zifeng from the Crimson Flame Sect, which made the two of them tremble with fear.
Li Zhang, the holy son of Jiu Mu Saint Sect, saw that Huang Xiaolong was ignoring his master in public, and he couldn't help but pointed angrily at Huang Xiaolong: "Boy, don't be arrogant just because you think you have the protection of Saint Li Jian, us!"
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, a sword energy passed through the air, and Li Zhang screamed. The finger pointing at Huang Xiaolong was cut off at the base, and blood splattered on the ground around him.
"You!" Wang Yuan couldn't help but get angry when he saw that Saint Li Jian had broken off his disciple's finger.
Saint Li Jian said coldly: "This time is a warning. If you dare to be disrespectful to my young master again next time, you will die!"
"Okay!" Wang Yuan was furious, and the long sword in his hand shook with light: "Wuwo, I will teach you the way of swordsmanship again today, and see if your swordsmanship can kill me!"
Immediately, Wang Yuan's sword glowed and turned into a sea of swords, and Wang Yuan's whole person disappeared, as if he had merged with the sea of swords.
The sea of swords plowed through everything and rolled towards Huang Xiaolong and Saint Li Jian.
Saint Li Jian snorted coldly and pulled out the long sword in his hand. The moment Saint Li Jian pulled out his long sword, everyone felt an indescribable and shocking sword energy. This sword energy seemed to break through everyone's hearts. It seems to bloom from the souls of everyone, and seems to be derived from every divine vein and corner in everyone's body.
Saint Li Jian slashed out a sword!
A sword that everyone present will never forget. This sword cut off the past life, cut off this life, and opened up the future.
Hey!
I saw that the sea of swords that Wang Yuan transformed into was like brocade cloth, which was cut off by a sword. It was cut from the middle. The sea of swords dissipated, revealing Wang Yuan's true body.
I saw that Wang Yuan's brocade robe was in ruins, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"You, what kind of swordsmanship is this?!"