Liu Xun knew that this was most likely a way to notify the foreign army, but he did not stop it, because he came here to kill! The blood of this foreign cultivator alone was not even worth the loss of the Chinese souls.
"Liu Xun? Is that you?" At this time, Di Yuan's eyes were filled with joy and he looked up into the void.
When he saw the familiar figure in the air, he immediately laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, you are finally back. It is enough for me to see you once before I die. Now you have to leave here quickly. These beasts from the foreign land have already set up a trap here. Remember, you have to live well!"
Liu Xun smiled when he heard this, and scolded: "You know my temper, do you think I'm the kind of person who would abandon you and run away alone?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuan secretly shook his head. He understood Liu Xun's temper and knew that Liu Xun would definitely not leave alone, so he simply said bluntly: "Forget it, then you pull out the chain and the spear stuck in my body, and you and I will fight side by side!"
"Okay." Liu Xun shook his head and waved his hand. More than ten spears on Di Yuan's body were pulled out immediately. Before the wound could bleed, Liu Xun once again exerted his life force, and Di Yuan's injuries were instantly healed.
At the same time, the Qilin Thorn behind him was suddenly unsheathed, a sword light flashed, and the chain made of three-colored divine iron suddenly shattered. After Emperor Yuan regained his freedom, he laughed up to the sky and prepared to rush towards the foreign monks below.
"You should regulate your internal energy first, otherwise it will leave a source of trouble in the future, which will be detrimental to your cultivation." Liu Xun's figure flashed, and he came to Di Yuan, patted his shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, leave these minions to me."
"Okay then. I'll take a break first." Di Yuan didn't exchange any pleasantries with Liu Xun. He landed directly and began to regulate his breathing. Liu Xun smiled and shook his head secretly, then looked at the foreign monks below.
"Who are you? How dare you come to our important military area? Are you tired of living? Leave quickly if you know what's good for you. We have sent out the signal. In less than half an incense stick of time, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings!" A foreign cultivator below shouted at Liu Xun. Obviously, he also knew that Liu Xun was not easy to mess with and was stalling for time.
"You are so long-winded. Why would it take half an incense stick to kill you? Three breaths are enough." Liu Xun landed, put the Qilin Thorn behind his back, picked up a spear on the ground, and then said: "Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? A spear is enough to wipe out you rats!"
The foreign monks below were all furious when they heard this. The bald foreign man with a scar on his face shouted angrily: "Arrogant! You ignorant young man, you will stay here today!" At this point, the man pointed his knife at Liu Xun and shouted loudly: "Kill!"
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding foreign monks all stepped forward, and a terrifying spiritual wave instantly spread throughout the city. Seeing this, Liu Xun played with the spear in his hand leisurely and sneered: "Fighting, but there is a price to pay..."
The spear was originally silver, but it turned blood red in Liu Xun's hand. The scarlet color, like blood, seemed to represent death. A overwhelming murderous intent instantly swept through the sky and swept around.
As the invisible murderous aura dissipated, a ripple of light arose, and wherever the ripple passed, houses collapsed instantly and palaces collapsed. The originally prosperous Central Region City was instantly turned into nothing. At the same time, the foreign monks who were rushing towards Liu Xun also stopped in their tracks, all with sweat on their foreheads and expressions of fear.
Just a breath of air caused such a scene, so how strong is this person? Who is this person? The bald man was thinking about the genius of China at this time, but it seemed that there was no one who could match the man in front of him. At this time, a foreign cultivator looked at Liu Xun with fear in his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "It's him! It's him! It's the purple... wanted order... Liu... Xun!"
After the words fell, the faces of the foreign monks present all changed, and the bald monk also took a breath of cold air, then calmed down and denied: "It can't be him. He was killed outside the domain by a quasi-supreme of our side six years ago, so it is definitely impossible for him..."
Upon hearing this, a foreign cultivator trembled all over and said in a lost voice: "Although there is such a saying, no body has been seen! And the purple wanted order has not been cancelled. You know, there is no way a dead person can be included in the wanted order!"
The bald man's face changed when he heard that, and he immediately cursed at the foreign cultivator: "Damn it, you are stupid! A quasi-supreme master would have beaten him to pieces with one blow! At that time, he was in the early stage of the Nirvana Realm. Could he have escaped the pursuit of the quasi-supreme master? Think about it with your pig brain!"
"... "The foreign cultivator seemed to want to say something after hearing this, but hesitated for a moment and didn't say it! Liu Xun looked at the scene in front of him with interest, and said coldly: "No need to argue, I am Liu Xun, the one in your purple wanted order, what's the matter? Wasn't I a favorite in your eyes before? Everyone regarded me as a magic weapon and a secret method? Why does no one dare to attack me now?"
As soon as the words fell, the foreign cultivators around all took a step back. They were kidding. Ever since Liu Xun killed several foreign geniuses alone in the battle to become the king, and the older generation of foreign elders in the state of Nirvana were all blown up by him with a single punch, how could they not be afraid? Now, Liu Xun is like a hot potato in the hearts of the foreign cultivators, and no one wants to provoke or touch him.
"Don't panic, everyone. If you don't resist, you will definitely be killed by him! If you resist, there is still hope to wait for the arrival of reinforcements. If reinforcements arrive, even if he is the real Liu Xun, he will not escape death!" The bald man glanced around and shouted loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the foreign monks around him condensed and their panicked atmosphere calmed down.
Liu Xun nodded secretly. This bald man still had some leadership skills and could keep a clear head under such psychological pressure. But unfortunately, Liu Xun did not cherish his talent. By doing this, the bald man only accelerated his own death.
"Boom!..."
The void was shaking and the sky was trembling. All this was because thousands of Tribulation-Breaking Monks launched an attack together. This was enough to surpass the full-strength attack of the Nirvana Realm. Densely packed black unknown birds were screaming in the air, and the wings of each bird were like cold knives. This was the secret method of the foreign monks and should not be underestimated.
Seeing this, Liu Xun sneered, and thrust the spear in his hand straight at the thousands of foreign monks in front of him. His speed was too fast. Coupled with the five years of starry sky killing, it can be said that every move of Liu Xun now is the most concise killing move, without the slightest drag! (To be continued)