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The old man's body floated in the air. The flying sword he was riding on split the surrounding air apart like water waves.
The old man's face was slightly dark and his eyebrows were filled with a dark and stern expression. His body was a little skinny, but his hands, which were exposed outside of his sleeves, appeared exceptionally wide. It flickered like a knife's edge.
Following the appearance of this old man in green, the expressions of the people from both sides changed. The two experts who had stepped into the dao for Luo Chalou swiftly retreated, knelt on one knee, and said extremely respectfully: ”Welcome, Third Elder!”
Xue Yang's face became gloomy as he looked at the old man in green in the sky. He was familiar with the old man.
Luo Chalou's Third Elder. His strength was around the sixth level of the lucid state of mind and he possessed an extremely powerful close-combat technique that practically no one did not know of. Especially his famous pair of 'wolf claws', it made many people feel fear from hearing it, and all these years, in the battle between the royal family and Luo Chalou, many strong people from the royal family had lost to him.
In the sky, the green clothed old man slowly descended, and finally landed on a precipitous mountain cliff, looking down from above at Xue Yang and the rest who were stubbornly resisting. He immediately turned to the two experts and said indifferently: ”Two Dao-Realm cultivators, actually are not even able to handle a junior of the same level. Truly a disgrace.”
Hearing the green-clothed old man's words. The two Dao entry level Rankers of Luo Chalou trembled, and immediately said: ”Third elder, although this Xue Yang's strength is similar to ours, it is not difficult for us to defeat him, but in order to be safe, we invited the Third Elder over. If we were to disturb him, I hope that the Third Elder can forgive us.”
”Tch, what do you mean by 'easy'? Xue Yang's cultivation technique and techniques are stronger than yours, even if the two of you go together and do not pay a price, it would be difficult to defeat her! The two of you have brought me here. Are you really afraid that it will be difficult to deal with him? ”
Hearing this, Xie Yuan laughed, and said.
Being exposed by Xie Yuan, embarrassment appeared on the faces of the two Dao entry level Warriors and they did not dare to continue the conversation.
Seeing the awkward expressions on the two of them, Xie Yuan snorted, and ignored the two who feared death lazily. He turned to look at Xue Yang and the rest and laughed: ”To be able to reach this step at such a young age, he is truly not simple, a person who has risen to fame as a Star Gauze Sword Sect, with such outstanding talent, is truly enviable. If not for the fact that the disciples of the Star Gauze Sword Sect would not participate in the battle, I'm afraid that even the members of your imperial family would not be able to sleep in peace.”
Xue Yang tightened his face. His hand tightly gripped the Broken Mountain Sword, and said with a heavy voice: ”Xie Yuan, no matter what, you are still a famous Ranker in the imperial city, but today, you actually disregarded your status and attacked a group of juniors. If word of this gets out, I'm afraid it will attract many jeers.”
”Hehe, boy, this is the capital, not some other place. Here, the victor has the greatest authority. Even if you are from the royal family. There is no taboo in this place for people of the younger generation. ” Xie Yuan shook his head, and said in disdain, ”Alright, this old man will stop talking nonsense with you. Today, are you two just going to surrender, or continue to resist stubbornly?”
”In my Cloud Court, there is no one that is afraid of death!” Sensing the killing intent gradually flowing out of Xie Yuan's words, Xue Yang's skin tensed up as he asked.
The members of the imperial family behind him also clenched their teeth tightly. They were no fools. They clearly knew that even if they really surrendered, they would not end up in a good situation. In that case, they might as well fight with everything they had.
”Heh, the people of the royal family are all tough people, but they are just asking for trouble!” Xie Yuan's eyes gradually turned cold, he laughed sinisterly, then fiercely stomped on the ground, his figure suddenly appearing not far from Xue Yang and the others.
”I heard that you, Xue Yang, can even disregard your own life in battle. Today, this old man wants to test just how far you can go.” Hurriedly rushing towards Xue Yang, Xie Yuan shouted coldly, ”All of you, lock the mouth of the valley up and let anyone go so that they can use their lives to make up for it!”
Hearing Xie Yuan's cold shout, the surrounding black-clothed people of Luo Chalou's group hurriedly replied respectfully, and then they slowly retreated, and in the end, completely sealed the entrance of the valley in a fan-like manner.
Seeing the other party's obvious intent to kill, Xue Yang's heart completely sunk, his eyes turned blood-red as he looked at Xie Yuan who was slowly walking over, with both of his hands tightly holding onto the Broken Mountain Sword, after a moment, he suddenly roared, his foot stepping on the ground, his body explosively shooting forward, the Broken Mountain Sword in his hands directly aimed at the latter's heart.
Seeing that Xue Yang was the first to attack, Xie Yuan revealed a disdainful look at the corner of his mouth. His large palm suddenly bent, and like a wolf pouncing on its prey, he strangely extended his hand forward, and grabbed onto the Broken Mountain Sword with his last five fingers.
The Broken Mountain Sword suddenly froze, causing Xue Yang's expression to change slightly. Gritting his teeth, he fiercely twitched the Broken Mountain Sword, but its five withered fingers were like gigantic pincers, tightly holding onto the Broken Mountain Sword, unable to move at all.
”You dare to be arrogant in front of me with such little strength?” With a sneer, he looked at Xue Yang. Xie Yuan suddenly flicked his finger, and his finger tip landed heavily on the Broken Mountain Sword.
”Clang!”