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Li Xie shook his head helplessly. These people were really too ignorant and ill-informed, to think that they would only place such importance on Su Cheng.

After all, Zhong Yuan City was a little far from the Guangxuan City.

You two are right, I am not Su Cheng. Li Xie slowly said.

Cough, what a pity, I waited here for a long time just for Su Cheng! The scarred Martial Cultivator said in disappointment.

Brother, since this brat is already here, why can't we be good and send him to heaven?

Right, my hands are already itching!

The scarred Martial Cultivator laughed coldly, and the scar on his face became even more sinister.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Li Xie. He was a little angry, because he did not see any trace of fear in Li Xie's eyes.

The scarred Martial Cultivator's mouth twitched, and he pounced towards Li Xie with killing intent.

Stinking brat, it is not worth it for me to attack you, only Su Cheng is worthy for me to personally attack. The scarred Martial Cultivator said.

Oh, I am afraid that you will never see Su Cheng again. Li Xie said.

The scarred Martial Cultivator glared at Li Xie, of course he understood the meaning behind Li Xie's words.

The last time, the person who dared to talk to him like this, the grass on the grave was already more than 10 feet tall.

Up! Whoever can cut off this brat's head, I will reward them handsomely!

Kill!

In an instant, the tranquility of the lush and verdant forest vanished.

Other than the scarred Martial Cultivator, the rest of the tall Martial Cultivator s all rushed towards Li Xie.

At this moment, they were like a pack of wolves, tigers, leopards, and leopards, brimming with killing intent!

With a tap of his feet, Li Xie instantly leapt onto a towering tree beside him, causing the tall Martial Cultivator s to be thrown into the air.

The tall and big Martial Cultivator all bared their teeth as they stared at Li Xie, wishing that they could tear him to shreds.

Ah!

Following the loud roars that resonated through the forest, the tall Martial Cultivator s all leaped up and waved their sabers at Li Xie.

The scarred Martial Cultivator stood not far away and observed everything. At this moment, his expression was relaxed.

He believed that before long, Li Xie would kneel down in front of him and beg for his life with tears flowing from his eyes.

"Whiz!" "Whiz!"

Blades whistled by Li Xie's ears like the roar of tigers.

Li Xie dodged to the side, nimbly avoiding the incoming blade edge.

When he landed on the ground, the tall Martial Cultivator followed suit and steadily landed on the ground.

The tall and big Martial Cultivator coldly looked at Li Xie. They were a pack of wolves, and Li Xie was the piece of meat that they didn't share.

Almost at the same time, the tall Martial Cultivator rushed towards Li Xie.

The lush and verdant forest trembled a few times with the footsteps of the tall and big Martial Cultivator, scaring the sky into suddenly becoming covered in dark clouds.

The corner of Li Xie's mouth raised, and he took out the Nine Souls Sword from the sword sheath and clenched it tightly in his hands.

Bang!

The tall and sturdy Martial Cultivator waved the blade in their hands towards Li Xie. With a terrifying momentum, lines of cuts instantly appeared on the ground under Li Xie's feet.

Li Xie raised the Nine Souls Sword and in a flash, it appeared behind them and struck the Nine Souls Sword forward.

Hiss!

The of the Nine Souls Sword whizzed out, like a gale, it pounced towards the tall Martial Cultivator s.

When the tall Martial Cultivator s turned around, they were already too late.

The tall Martial Cultivator brandished their swords forward, attempting to stop the Nine Souls Sword, but the Sword Qi directly destroyed the blades in their hands.

As the Martial Cultivator's eyes filled with fear, they were like trees that were completely uprooted.

Ah …

In the blink of an eye, wherever the Nine Souls Sword and Sword Qi went, the tall and big sized Martial Cultivator s fell to the ground.

Fresh blood dyed the ground red, and the ground was littered with unrecognizable weapons.

Li Xie kept the Nine Souls Sword and turned to look at the scarred Martial Cultivator. At this moment, the scarred Martial Cultivator had already furrowed his brows.

He had seen everything clearly, Li Xie seemed to always be at a disadvantage, but suddenly he reversed the situation.

The scarred Martial Cultivator looked at the brothers who couldn't stand up on the ground, and started to burn with fury.

Martial Cultivator with a scar on his face approached Li Xie step by step, his face becoming even more sinister.

At this time, the scarred Martial Cultivator grasped onto something, a blade that emitted a cold light appeared in his hand.

The Nine Souls Sword in Li Xie's hand trembled slightly, as if it was reminding him.

Compared to other tall and sturdy Martial Cultivator, the scarred Martial Cultivator was the real fierce one!

Die! The scarred man bellowed, and struck towards Li Xie's head with his blade.

The scarred Martial Cultivator was already at the upper levels of the Profound Realm, far above Li Xie.

The scarred Martial Cultivator's blade had already linked with his mind and the edge of the blade became even sharper.

BOOM! "Boom!

Li Xie brandished the Nine Souls Sword as much as he could, and all the blades that were rushing towards him were completely blocked by him.

However, the towering trees behind him suffered greatly, and many were chopped in half at the waist.

The scarred Martial Cultivator's mouth twitched, and with a flash, he appeared above Li Xie.

Just like a mountain pressing down, the scarred Martial Cultivator swung his blade towards Li Xie's head.

Just now, he had already seen Li Xie's sword movements clearly, so he was confident that he would be able to be ahead of Li Xie every single time.

The Elemental Energy was burning in the body of the scarred Martial Cultivator, then it rushed into his right arm.

The scarred Martial Cultivator squinted his eyes. He was waiting to see Li Xie's mangled body. That would definitely be very interesting.

Bang!

The scarred Martial Cultivator opened his eyes wide, the blade he swung was actually blocked by the Nine Souls Sword.

Suddenly, the scarred Martial Cultivator clenched his fists tightly and grit his teeth as he sunk.

At that moment, Martial Cultivator's face was covered with scars.

Not only was the Elemental Energy burning in his body, a ball of fire was also blooming in his eyes.

The scarred Martial Cultivator lowered his blade even more forcefully, Li Xie's legs had already sunk into the ground.

All these were seen by the scarred Martial Cultivator, he was prepared to bury Li Xie alive.

Stinking brat, don't struggle anymore. You have fought with me for such a long time, you should be satisfied and rest in peace. Martial Cultivator with a scar on his face advised.

The one who should be in peace should be you! Li Xie replied.

Yo, your temper isn't small, but it's a pity you're still too young! The scarred Martial Cultivator looked at Li Xie with ridiculing eyes.

You'd better not underestimate me! Li Xie said as he stared at the scarred Martial Cultivator.

Humph! The only one that can enter my eyes is the first son of the Nine Noble Families, Su Cheng. Who do you think you are? The scarred Martial Cultivator said coldly.

Li Xie frowned, a wave of powerful Elemental Energy s rushed forward, causing the sword edge of the Nine Souls Sword s to shine brightly.

The scarred Martial Cultivator's face sank. He could feel the change in Li Xie's body from the Elemental Energy.

He originally thought that Li Xie was exhausted, but he didn't think that he would still be able to fight.

He suddenly realized that he had underestimated Li Xie, but it was already too late.

Swoosh!

Li Xie gently turned the Nine Souls Sword around, and several Sword Qi s pounced towards the scarred Martial Cultivator.

The scarred Martial Cultivator immediately retreated while brandishing the blade in his hand.

The Sword Qi's whistling sound echoed in the ears of the scarred Martial Cultivator, causing his footsteps to become chaotic.

The scarred Martial Cultivator kept waving the blade in his hand, even though his arms were numb.