Seeing this, the other poison messenger who followed behind narrowed his eyes viciously and said, "Martial God level, I didn't expect you to be so capable!" He stared at Guan Xilin and said, "Let me meet you!" As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hands forward, and two scimitars appeared in his hands. With a surge of spiritual energy, his figure rushed out like a ghost and slashed at Guan Xilin at lightning speed.
"call out!"
“Clang!”
"Swoosh! Whoosh!"
Two figures were fighting at an extremely fast speed. One was at the level of Martial God, and the other was at the level of Immortal Saint. Their strength was equal, but Guan Xilin seemed to have a slightly better combat power. After all, he had improved his combat power steadily through training outside, while the other was a poison master who mainly used poison. Although his spiritual power had reached the level of Immortal Saint, he naturally could not compare with him in terms of combat power.
“clang!”
The two swords collided, making a clanging sound, and a strong airflow burst out from the two people's bodies, blowing their robes whistling. Guan Xilin's sword continued to increase in power, making the poisoner unable to bear it and gradually pushed the sword back in his hand. Sweat oozed from his forehead, and his teeth were clenched. He wanted to free up one hand but was unable to block the opponent's pressure with one hand.
At this moment, the one-armed poison master attacked from behind, preparing for a sneak attack. At this moment, Guan Xilin pressed down the sword in his hand, raised his foot and kicked, kicking the opponent away. Then he swung the sword in his hand and swept it across.
"drink!"
He let out a low roar, and when he swung his sword, a sharp sword energy came out. The poison messenger fought back with the two scimitars in his hands, but he was still cut by the sword energy, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone.
“Hiss!”
He gasped, his body retreated violently, and fell from mid-air. He half-knelt on the ground with one foot, supporting his body with the knife in one hand. He looked down at the wound on his chest and felt so painful that he couldn't do anything.
He quickly took out the medicine and sprinkled it on the wound. In mid-air above, after swinging the knife, Guan Xilin turned back to attack the broken-armed poison master. The other party only had one hand, and the old injury had not healed, so he was no match for him.
"Soul-chasing Slash!"
Guan Xilin shouted loudly and swung the big knife in his hand. Several sword auras rushed out from the knife and chopped towards the poisonous agent with a broken arm at a speed that was so fast that it was impossible to catch a glimpse of the enemy.
"Damn it! You..."
The poison master was shocked when he saw this, and when he wanted to retreat, it was too late. He avoided two blasts of sword energy but could not avoid the last one. He felt a chill on his neck, and with a whoosh sound, something passed by his ear, and his entire head was chopped off.
The poison master who was applying medicine to stop the bleeding was horrified when he saw this. He dropped the medicine bottle on the ground without even bothering to pick it up. He immediately shouted to the poison guards around him: "Go! Go! Kill him!"
He retreated step by step and fled to the cave where his master was in seclusion.
Too awesome! That damn Guan Xilin is too awesome! With such amazing fighting power, I'm afraid that even without three or four people joining forces, they can't be his opponent! Damn it! He never knew that the fighting power of a Xuanwu God-level cultivator could be so amazing!
Thinking of the head being cut off so suddenly, without even the chance to scream or escape, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.