A prodigal son of a sect rises to power by blowing up the sect's gate!

"This……"

A series of gasps filled the air.

When Dangui and the others chased Zixia to the mountainside, they were met with this terrifying sword energy.

"How did Zixia's sword energy become so powerful?"

"The oppressive aura is suffocating me; this is definitely not the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

"With just one sword strike, Senior Brother Chen Feng died."

Their gazes fell on the ground, where two pieces of a corpse lay.

A disciple at the peak of the Core Formation stage was cut in half because he was a step too slow.

Shamat's expression also changed drastically.

Both are Nascent Soul stage.

He could sense that Zixia's realm was the same as his, but her true essence was far more powerful.

Most importantly, there was that sword.

"Zixia".

Shamat stared intently at Zixia, who was floating in mid-air. He flicked his bangs, clearly showing that his lewd desires still dominated his heart.

"Such a great woman, I'd die regretting not having a go at her."

Shamat suddenly turned his head and looked at Dangui and the others, "You guys find the right opportunity, and once you see this woman show a weakness, you all need to use your best skills, do you hear me?"

Upon hearing this, Dangui and the others were startled and looked at Shamat with a mixture of surprise and disbelief.

a woman.

Many times, not playing isn't necessarily a bad thing!

But at this moment, Shamat's eye was filled with a fierce light.

The reason it has only one eye is...

This guy's long, slanted bangs covered half of his face, and his eyes, which were covered, couldn't see any divine light at all.

In mid-air.

Zixia coldly watched Shamat and his group, especially seeing that Shamat was still stubborn and uttering such foul language.

In an instant.

The last vestige of affection she once felt for her fellow disciples vanished.

"Qiang!"

Zixia vanished into thin air in an instant.

"Ok?"

Shamat, who was glaring menacingly, suddenly looked up.

"Gone?"

And the next second.

Zixia appeared behind Shamat, her Ice Pulse Sword already radiating deadly intent.

The words "divine weapon" are used.

It represents terrifying power.

Especially for Zixia, the Crimson Sun Heart Sutra was too simple for her, and its upper limit was low. In fact, she was constantly compressing her cultivation level in order to build a solid foundation.

In return, he gained true essence that far exceeded that of his peers.

With the added boost from the divine weapon, her combat power increased several times over in an instant.

"damn it!"

Shamat realized what was happening and let out a wail.

"We're both in the early Nascent Soul stage, how could you be so much faster than me?!"

Just as Zixia's sword was about to pierce his chest, Shamat flicked his bangs and narrowly moved half his body away.

But the terrifying sword energy still managed to cut a gash in his body.

Blood splattered everywhere.

"What are you all standing there for? Get moving!" Shamat roared after rolling to the ground.

On the side, Danggui and the others stared at Zixia in horror, but before they could even raise their swords...

Whistle rustle!

The disciples didn't even see Zixia's movements clearly. The force of the sword energy alone caused them to vomit blood, and the unlucky ones even had their hands and feet severed.

Just one sword.

This left everyone frozen in place.

not far away.

Shamat's eyes widened in surprise.

Only then did they realize that they were like clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of Zixia!

same time.

The main hall of the sect.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of violent roars rang out.

"That wicked little beast!!"

Du Hui was furious, his voice filled with boundless anger and barely concealed embarrassment.

The air currents surged.

The two who had been attacking each other dispersed.

Du Hui's clothes were in disarray, his hair was disheveled, and he stared at Lu Yu as if he had seen a ghost.

In front.

Lu Yu was slightly out of breath, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were eerily bright.

"That's exciting! Come on, old dog, let's keep going."

With a single step, Lu Yu used the Vajra Step, and his figure reappeared ghost-like before Du Hui.

He raised his hand and... unleashed a wild, unrestrained punch!

"Dirty thing, disgusting rubbish."

Du Hui pulled away and retreated, looking at Lu Yu's waving fist as if he were seeing a plague god.

In that brief moment just now.

Lu Yu punched like a madman, and the kid didn't dodge or evade his attacks, like an unkillable cockroach.

This was especially true for Du Hui.

He didn't dodge because Lu Yu's attack was insignificant to him.

But he was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Why doesn't this kid dodge, yet I can't even hurt him!

At this moment, Lu Yu saw Du Hui start to hide and immediately glared at him.

"Old man, what are you hiding for? You're a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, have you no shame? The door is wide open. Tomorrow we'll spread the word that you, Du Hui, fled in panic when faced with an attack from a Core Formation cultivator."

Du Hui was furious, but when he heard the door open, he instinctively looked towards the doorway.

After all, old people care about their reputation.

But when I turned my head, the palace doors were still tightly closed.

"You little beast, you lied to me."

Du Hui said angrily.

Lu Yu seized the opportunity, roared and rushed in front of Du Hui, and punched him hard in the face.

"I'll not only lie to you, I'll beat you up too."

Bang!

Du Hui was forced to take a step back by Lu Yu's attack.

True energy can resist, however it may.

But even a slap to the face stings!

"what!!"

Du Hui let out a roar and once again engaged Lu Yu in close combat.

"Hey, that feels good, you old man, those hits really hit me hard."

Lu Yu took the beatings while seizing every opportunity to counterattack.

He took a deep breath and instantly activated his Tiger Roar Technique.

"I didn't realize you old codger still had so much strength."

"Yes, yes, just hit my chest. Don't worry, it won't hurt me. I'll just come here as a massage parlor worker."

"Keep going."

A thunderous roar instantly exploded in Du Hui's ears.

Because the main hall was spacious, the Tiger Roar Technique echoed several times within the hall, increasing in intensity with each layer, its power increasing by a full three levels.

This sonic attack, coupled with the negative effects of verbal abuse, creates a powerful and disruptive effect.

"Pfft!"

Du Hui took several steps back, his chest suddenly jolted, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Lu Yu's eyes lit up.

"Defense broken?"

"Looks like this is all there is to the peak Nascent Soul stage. I thought you were such a thick-skinned old dog."

"Little, little beast."

Du Hui couldn't stand Lu Yu's mouth anymore. His constant chatter made his blood boil again. He pointed at Lu Yu and said, word by word.

"I'll tear your mouth apart, and you weirdo! I don't believe it!!"

The words fell.

Du Hui raised his hand and, from a distance, forcefully pulled at the air.

Before Lu Yu could react, he felt a strange force dragging him directly toward Du Hui.

"Heart-Piercing Palm!!"

A red light gathered in Du Hui's palm, and he slammed it hard into Lu Yu's chest.

Faced with this attack, Lu Yu instinctively shrank his shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a tingling sensation in my heart, and I was so shocked that I took more than ten steps back.

"Woo!"

Lu Yu couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

It hurts a little...

I don't know.

This scene, as seen by Du Hui, was like witnessing a glimmer of hope.

"efficient."

"It finally worked."

"Thank God!"

Du Hui let out a desperate shout, then looked at Lu Yu with burning eyes.

"Kid, take another one of my Heart-Piercing Palm strikes!!"