Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

At this time, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight fell on the huge martial arts field. Lu Hao stood alone in the center of the field and waited patiently.

On the Xia clan side, they were preparing to send out several young masters of the clan, led by Xia Jie.

"Why don't you just give up and surrender, because Cang Yun has a strong hatred for us!" Xia Xinyi grabbed her brother's arm, her tone full of worry.

She had been with Lu Hao for some time and understood his character. In her opinion, although he appeared calm on the surface, he actually had a vengeful heart.

"Son, don't go. You are no match for that little beast!" Qin Siyue swallowed, walked over and said anxiously.

"You dare to scold me, you little beast? It seems that the previous lesson was not enough!" Lu Hao said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Qin Siyue's anus tightened with fear. She didn't expect Lu Hao's ears to be so sharp.

"Mother, sister, others are afraid of this little beast, but I am not. I have already practiced the family's Tianxin swordsmanship to the seventh style, and I will definitely be able to kill him." Xia Jie looked at Lu Hao and sneered.

"We are willing to help you kill that little beast Cang Yun!" the four selected tribesmen shouted.

No matter how Qin Siyue and Xia Xinyi tried to persuade Xia Jie, he was determined to go down and kill Lu Hao.

"Son, don't show off. You are no match for him!" Qin Siyue couldn't help but say with tears in her eyes when she thought of her own experience.

"The more you say I'm not good enough, the more I refuse to accept it." When Xia Jie heard everyone say that he was not as good as Lu Hao, he suddenly became furious and went down the field without any attempt to stop him.

"You really should listen to your sister and your mother!" Lu Hao raised a smile and walked slowly. Xia Jie had kicked him hard before, and the four tribesmen in front of him had humiliated and teased him in every way.

"I could kick the shit out of you back then, and I can do the same now." Xia Jie sneered.

"Just pray that the five of you can walk out of here alive." Lu Hao showed a cold sneer on his face. He would not let any of those who had humiliated him go.

"Everyone form a sword formation and kill this little beast!" Xia Jie waved his hand, and the four tribesmen behind him all drew out their flying swords and rushed towards him.

In an instant, sharp sword energy filled the field, and Lu Hao kept dodging the sword energy cast by several people inside.

"It seems that you are nothing special!" Xia Jie looked at Lu Hao who did not dare to confront them head-on, and suddenly became more proud.

Xia Jie performed all the Tianxin Sword Technique's first to tenth moves, but after the seventh move, he only had the form but not the meaning. It was obvious that he had not practiced the last three moves and was simply performing them.

Facing the sky full of sword lights, Lu Hao still appeared very slippery and at ease, and did not suffer any harm.

"You little beast, is all you know how to do is hide?" Xia Jie said angrily.

"I just wanted to learn your Xia clan's Tianxin swordsmanship, and now I have finished learning it!" Lu Hao said with a smile.

Qin Miaoyin once taught him the mantra of Tianxin Sword Technique, but only taught him the first level of moves. The main reason was that Lu Hao had never mastered the first level.

"What nonsense! You can learn it just by watching it once!" Xia Jie sneered, but the next moment he widened his eyes, and Lu Hao really used the Tianxin Sword Technique.

"The first move, the first bloom of starlight!"

"The second move, Cold Star Pointing to the Moon!"

"The third move, breeze blowing through the willows!"

"The eighth move, swift wind and rolling leaves!"

"The tenth move, blazing flames burning the sky!"

Lu Hao performed all ten styles of the Xia clan's Tianxin sword technique in one breath, and it was done in one go, as smooth as flowing water.

"How is this possible!" Xia Xinyi widened her beautiful eyes. Before she left, Lu Hao had practiced the first move for several months but had not yet mastered it.

"This boy has such a terrifying talent." Xia Lingyue widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief. Although the Tianxin swordsmanship was not a top-level swordsmanship, it was extremely difficult to practice.

Lu Hao used Tianxin swordsmanship to fight the enemy, but the five men were no match for him at all. After a few rounds, they were defeated, their bodies covered with sword wounds and blood.

"I remember you once slapped me on the head and insulted me, right?" Lu Hao lifted a fat man with one hand, with a cold smile on his face.

"I'm... sorry!" Before the fat man could finish his words, Lu Hao punched the other's head to pieces. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, and a headless corpse on the ground kept twitching.

Lu Hao glanced at him indifferently, then kicked him to pieces, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Do you still remember how you treated me when I humbly begged you not to take Qin Miaoyin away?" Lu Hao walked up to another Xia cultivator.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" The Xia cultivator said in horror. He slapped Lu Hao in the face when he was begging humbly, without showing any mercy.

"There is no 'sorry' in my dictionary, so you'd better go to hell!" Lu Hao punched through the opponent's chest, and then shook his arm hard, and the cultivator's body was torn into pieces.

"And you once stepped on me to the ground and tried to kill me!" Lu Hao grabbed another cultivator and slammed him hard to the ground. The cultivator's body exploded into a ball of blood mist and drifted away with the wind.

"I didn't do anything!" An ordinary-looking young man trembled all over when he saw Lu Hao coming towards him.

"Even if you didn't do it, I'm going to slap you too." Lu Hao slapped the young man so hard that half of his face collapsed. The man lay on the ground, spitting blood.

"Don't come over here!" Xia Jie's face was pale. He was so scared by Lu Hao's powerful aura that he peed his pants and collapsed to the ground.

"How do you want to die!" Lu Hao's eyes were cold and his whole body exuded a cold murderous intent.

Gao Lingyue only realized at this moment that he had underestimated Lu Hao's hatred. He wanted to go in to rescue him, but it was too late in a short time. After the martial arts field was opened, there was a barrier guarding it.

"Cang Yun, please spare my son's life. At most, if you want to use the back door in the future, I will be willing to accommodate you." Qin Siyue said anxiously.

"You think I will spare his life? Are you kidding me?" Lu Hao responded coldly. He hated Xia Jie especially. It was this guy who had kicked him to pieces and forcibly abducted Qin Miaoyin, forcing her to marry the Thirteenth Prince.

"Brother-in-law, please spare my life!" Xia Jie cried bitterly and kowtowed for mercy.

"Who the hell is your brother-in-law!" Lu Hao slapped him hard in the face.

Xia Jie felt as if all his teeth had fallen out, half of his face no longer belonged to him, and blood was flowing down his chin.

"Qin Miaoyin is my sister!" Xia Jie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke with difficulty.

After hearing the three words Qin Miaoyin, Lu Hao's surging anger subsided a little.

"You know Qin Miaoyin is your sister, and you still want to force her to marry the Thirteenth Prince." Lu Hao slapped Xia Jie again. Xia Jie's entire jaw almost fell off, and he could not speak clearly.

"For the sake of your sister Qin Miaoyin, I won't kill you, but I want to return the kick you gave me, and we'll be clear of this matter now." Lu Hao said lightly.

"Just one kick?" Xia Jie was overjoyed and nodded quickly.

A brilliant blood-red light burst out from Lu Hao's feet, and then he jumped up and kicked Xia Jie hard. In an instant, the opponent's body was hit hard and exploded in half.

Xia Jie hit the ground hard, spitting out blood. His whole body was covered in blood like mud, and blood was gushing out like a fountain.

"How can you be so cruel, boy? He is your brother-in-law after all!" Qin Siyue helped the dying Xia Jie up and burst into tears.

"Stop talking to me like that. When I was dying, you were having a big banquet to celebrate. Who cared about my life or death?" Lu Hao sneered.