Han Tiange’s pupils contracted slightly, and he instantly unfolded his Primordial Energy field beneath his feet.

Terrifying pressure swept across the heavens, facing the old man without the slightest fear.

He then turned his head to look at Lu Kangnian, who was standing in place, and sneered, “Don’t worry, I’ve prepared quite a few gifts for your Great Xia Sword Sect!”

“Come out!”

Buzz!!!!

Suddenly, an old man with white eyebrows appeared beside Han Tiange.

The old man wore a purple robe, had triangular eyes, and a goatee.

Upon seeing this old man, Lu Kangnian’s pupils trembled slightly, and he murmured in disbelief.

“Guanyouzi!!”

Even Ling Daoyan squinted his eyes as he looked at the white-browed old man.

He sarcastically remarked, “The renowned rogue cultivator Guanyouzi from the Northern Region, even you have become someone’s dog now?”

The purple-robed old man looked down at the Purple Sun Hall robe he was wearing.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened as he chuckled softly, “I can’t help it, I didn’t want to either.”

“But the offer was just… too much.”

“How about this, I’ve heard about the situation. Why don’t I mediate and negotiate?”

“You hand over that little blind kid, and I’ll talk to them, and we can call it even.”

At these words, the onlookers in the distance were slightly stunned.

This white-browed old man was no nobody.

A rogue cultivator who had reached the Divine Transformation Realm in the Northern Region was someone everyone treated with respect.

Rogue cultivators in the cultivation world were the hardest to deal with, fearing neither heaven nor earth.

Over the years, many had tried to hunt him down, but he still lived freely.

But now, the old man’s words gave everyone the impression that the Purple Sun Hall was bowing its head.

However, it seemed reasonable. Compared to the Great Xia Sword Sect, the Purple Sun Hall couldn’t afford even a single defeat.

With Guanyouzi, a mid-Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, appearing, the situation became tense.

Originally, the Great Xia Sword Sect, with its two Divine Transformation cultivators, could still face the Purple Sun Hall without fear.

Even though the Purple Sun Hall had many Elemental Infant Realm elders, they couldn’t withstand the killing power of a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator.

But now…

Under the formation screen, the disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect gripped their swords tightly, their eyes fixed on the figure in the sky.

Because that was their Sect Master.

At this moment, Lu Kangnian glanced back at a young man in the crowd carrying a sword box.

Li Guanqi felt Lu Kangnian’s gaze, lowered his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips…

He even prepared to step forward.

At this moment, the voice of the Sword Spirit echoed in his mind.

“It’s actually very simple. Just step out and let those two idiots kill you.”

Li Guanqi ignored the Sword Spirit’s suggestion, took a deep breath, and was about to say something.

But then he heard the man in the sky laugh, turn around, point his sword forward, and say in a deep voice.

“If I hand over the person today, I might as well bury my head in my pants and cover my face from the start!”

“Enough talk!!”

Boom!!!!

The man took a step forward, and a surge of Earth Primordial Energy erupted around him!

“Disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect, heed my command!”

“Kill!!!”

Boom!!!!

Roar!!!

In an instant, all the disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect soared into the sky!!

Ling Daoyan charged directly at Han Tiange, while Lu Kangnian faced Guanyouzi.

A battle concerning the survival of the sect erupted instantly!!

In a flash, various techniques and lights exploded, arcs of light clashing in mid-air.

Li Guanqi stood in place, surrounded by the whistling sounds of his fellow disciples flying through the air.

At this moment, Li Guanqi felt as if a fire was burning in his heart!

His blood seemed to boil, and his mind was clearer than ever!!

In his Insight, countless sword-wielding figures soared into the sky, clashing with those in purple robes.

In the crowd, Li Guanqi suddenly saw a familiar figure.

In an instant, his killing intent reached its peak!!

“Zhao Beichen!!”

The sword box on his back trembled slightly, and the Red Lotus Sword wanted to break free!

Clang!!

A sword cry echoed through the sky, the Sword Coffin opened, and the Red Lotus Sword, with a crimson glow, flew into Li Guanqi’s hand!!

Boom!!!

Purple lightning arcs entwined the long sword, and a flash of light appeared beneath Li Guanqi’s feet.

His figure, like a primordial beast, charged towards Zhao Beichen!

Standing with his sword, Zhao Beichen’s face was dark as he stood in place.

Unable to accept being defeated by Li Guanqi after waking up, he ignored his sect’s warnings and appeared today.

Boom!!

Golden light burst forth, and Zhao Beichen’s figure, like a golden lightning bolt, rushed towards Li Guanqi!!

Clang!!!

Two extremely fast sword lights collided instantly!

Li Guanqi and Zhao Beichen’s faces were only a palm’s distance apart!!

Sword light met sword light, and their eyes locked!

Zhao Beichen had no words, only endless killing intent in his heart.

And Li Guanqi was the same!

In an instant, their sword lights exploded, and they each retreated several dozen feet, then charged at each other again!

Swish swish!! Clang clang clang clang!!

Ding ding clang clang!!

Li Guanqi’s left-hand sword reached its peak at this moment!!

Ten swords in one breath!!

His entire left arm swelled with blood, and the terrifying power and sword speed instantly suppressed Zhao Beichen!

The Primordial Energy in his pubic region roared, as if venting the anger in his heart!

In an instant, Li Guanqi’s sword light, like a torrential rain, attacked Zhao Beichen.

Even though Zhao Beichen was extraordinarily talented and gifted.

Facing such terrifying sword speed, he struggled to defend, and his body was covered in countless blood marks.

Suddenly!

A cold gleam flashed across Li Guanqi’s face, and he shouted as he swung his sword.

“Soul Release! Red Lotus!!”

Boom!!

In an instant, the color of the sword blade gradually turned crimson, and the black on the sword’s spine spread across the entire blade.

The whole long sword took on a sinister crimson hue!

Boom!!

Violent lightning energy disrupted the Primordial Energy within ten feet around them.

As killing intent surged in Li Guanqi’s heart, his sword stance suddenly changed!!

In the Soul Release state, the Red Lotus Sword was filled with killing intent.

Its simplest and most direct ability was to increase the sword’s killing power!

“Purple Micro Demonic Sword!!”

Li Guanqi held nothing back, starting with the Thundering Strike technique!

Swish!

As the sword light flew, Zhao Beichen’s heart tightened, and a chill ran up his spine!

Almost instinctively, he forcibly stopped and took half a step back!

Swish!

The sword light passed!

This strike nearly severed Zhao Beichen’s arm.

But with that retreat, Zhao Beichen’s face changed dramatically!!

Because that unforgettable face was right behind him, he could even feel Li Guanqi’s breath in his ear!!

His left hand crushed the jade ring on his index finger.

Bang!!

The crimson sword light entwined with lightning struck an ice-blue screen.

Bang! Crack crack!!

The screen shattered, and Zhao Beichen, who had retreated, suddenly saw a set of profound sword techniques coming straight at him!

And this was the final three strikes of the Purple Micro Demonic Sword!!

Gathering the momentum of the previous strikes into these three!

In Zhao Beichen’s eyes, those pale eyes grew larger, like the eyes of a beast ready to devour, filled with bloodlust and killing intent!

Gathering his strongest power, he slashed out a sword!

Golden light burst forth, and a violent golden sword light rose instantly.

But just as the sword light appeared, a swift purple sword light flashed in the air!!

“This strike… Demonic Purge!”

Puff!!!

Zhao Beichen’s vision blurred, and the world spun around him.

He saw his own body…

‘I… lost… again.’

‘So fast… such a strong… sword…’

Li Guanqi stood in place, blood flowing from the sword wound on his chest, hot, but not as scorching as the fire in his heart.