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"Flowing Sky Sword Art?" Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback. All he knew was that this sword art was called the Northern Mi Heaven Sword. Just like the Northern Mi Heaven Assault Sword, it was crafted by Xiao Beiji.

However, since Shen Xuan from the Falling Wind Valley had already mentioned it, this was their secret sword art that they, from the Falling Wind Valley, did not pass on to outsiders, it was true.

Because this was the only way to explain why the sword that was obviously going to hit Shen Xuan slowed down slightly. Only those who truly knew of this technique would be able to dodge it in an instant. If so, then the scheme involved would be huge.

Xiao Beimei definitely would not lie. That sword technique must have been created by him. The one lying was definitely the Windfall Valley!

A possibility appeared in Ling Xiao's mind. However, Ling Xiao wanted to deal with Shen Xuan for the time being, so she could not wait for him to think any further. In any case, it was still too late to settle the score with the Valley of the Falling Wind.

Seeing Ling Xiao in a daze, Shen Xuan thought that Ling Xiao was feeling guilty and could not help but sneer, "To think that Island Master Xiao Cang Lang has also secretly learned non-handed sword techniques from other sects. Truly shameless!"

"Shameless?" Ling Xiao sneered in disdain, "I will beat you to the ground and then tell you what it means to be shameless!"

With a flick of Ling Xiao's wrist, she changed to another sword technique.

With the flip of Ling Xiao's wrist, the sword shadows that filled the sky rotated with the rotation of the sword in Ling Xiao's hand. The sky was full of yellow sword shadows, which made swishing sounds. Their momentum was like the surging water in the sky, gushing towards the ground.

Shen Xuan's expression changed, and he quickly escaped the moment the sword shadows flew towards him.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..." Just as Shen Xuan left, the countless sword shadows left a one meter deep hole in the ground where he stood!

"So powerful!" The spectators trembled in fear. If Shen Xuan had been slower, he would have been sliced into meat paste by the sword shadows just now!

At the start, everyone thought that Shen Xuan would at least be able to tie with the mysterious Xiao Cang Lang. However, they never expected that Xiao Cang Lang would not even have the chance to give Shen Xuan the chance to fight back.

"Shameless!" Shen Xuan was furious, as though he was a virgin being duped, and his face flushed red: "You still dare to say that you didn't learn the secret techniques of our Falling Wind Valley! How can you explain this move of the Soaring Sky Sword! "

Ling Xiao had finally confirmed it. It was not that she had stolen the Falling Wind Valley's sword art, but that the Falling Wind Valley had shamelessly plagiarized the Northern Sisters' sword art!

This sword technique was named the Flying Immortal Sword. According to what Xiao Beiji said, he couldn't be bothered to shoot down the birds in the sky, so he created this technique himself, which was meant to be used against birds.

Could it be that the predecessors of the Falling Wind Valley also used this method to beat the birds?

However, if he wanted to settle the score, he would have to find Shen Nanfeng. Right now, he had to get rid of this little one first!

With a thought from Ling Xiao, she once again thrust her sword towards Shen Xuan.

This time, Ling Xiao still used the same Northrest Sword from before, and no one dared to underestimate this great and seemingly clumsy sword strike.

"Again!" Shen Xuan was already infuriated. These past year of gloominess had accumulated in his heart, but at this moment, it all erupted in his mind.

"Die!" Shen Xuan took out a huge axe. The axe shone with a green light, and the tip of the axe was as cold as ice. This added a hint of killing intent to the axe.

Faced with the strange confrontation between these two, the crowd could only sigh.

How did this look like a fight between two Divine Soul Masters, it was clearly more like two hoodlums fighting for their lives in the mortal world!

One of them desperately used his sword to stab forward, while the other ignored his own stab and raised his axe to slash at his opponent, ready to die together. Wasn't this sort of shameless fighting style something that only idiots could use?

But these two simple, desperate moves, in the eyes of everyone else, were so shocking and captivating!

Swish! With a green glow, Shen Xuan swung his axe downwards. Ling Xiao, who was in front of him, disappeared and turned into four figures, thrusting towards Shen Xuan from four different directions.

Shen Xuan felt goosebumps rise all over his body. In an instant, his mental energy had reached its maximum state of tension!

"Ya!" Shen Xuan bellowed as a purple net of light enveloped his entire body. Everyone heard a humming sound. Xiao Cang Lang's group of four merged together and pierced the layer of purple light net with their swords. They were unable to advance any further!

"Purple level defensive treasure!" Everyone couldn't help but cry out in alarm. At the same time, they secretly paid their respects to Shen Xuan countless times. With an extremely valuable treasure, who would dare play with you!

"Tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk …" Shen Xuan laughed sinisterly: "Xiao Cang Lang, no matter how powerful you are, can you break my Extreme Violet Net? "Haha, hahaha..."

Ling Xiao, who was standing outside the purple light net, did not feel disappointed at all. Instead, she revealed a strange smile and said in a nearly inaudible voice, "Shen Xuan, is your Cousin Xiu-Er doing well?"

"Xiu-Er!" Shen Xuan's heart tightened. In an instant, the image of the prostitute with her throat cut appeared in his mind once more.

The face slowly overlapped with his cousin's, as if the harlot had died in the same way as before her death.

In this split-second of distraction, Shen Xuan was unable to keep control of the Extreme Violet Net at all times. Ling Xiao seized this opportunity and continued thrusting her sword!

Puff! With a stab from Ling Xiao's sword, a light spray of blood spurted out from Shen Xuan's throat. Ling Xiao had already withdrawn her hand.

Shen Xuan really wanted to see what the hole below his throat looked like. Unfortunately, he realized that he couldn't lower his head.

His throat felt so painful, so painful.

As such, Shen Xuan could only stare ahead. He wanted to say something, but no words came out of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with fear, unwillingness, anger, and disbelief. Even though there were many things that Shen Xuan couldn't say out loud, he could only squeeze out a single word, "Xiao …"

Plop!

Shen Xuan's head fell to the ground, his back facing the heavens and earth. His eyes that could not be closed furiously stared at the ground in front of him, asking, Why?!

Everyone fell silent.

They were well aware of who Shen Xuan was. Even though Shen Nanfeng had expelled him from Fallen Wind Valley, he had never said that he did not recognize this son of his.

By killing Shen Xuan, one could say that he had ruthlessly slapped Shen Nanfeng dozens of times on the face. As long as Xiao Cang Lang did not leave now, what awaited him would definitely be Shen Nan Feng's thunder-like fury.

What shocked everyone even more was that Xiao Cang Lang did not feel satisfied. As he passed by Shen Xuan's corpse, he spat on it!

Even though it was common for dead people to appear in a duel, Ling Xiao's insulting methods had infuriated even the people who had nothing to do with Shen Xuan.

The so-called righteous indignation was referring to the sense of justice felt by these soul masters.

"This is too much! Even though he's dead, he's still insulting his corpse!"

"Xiao Cang Lang, this is the Seven Great Holy Grounds, not your crappy little island!"

No one could understand Ling Xiao's feelings except for Li Yuanchong.

If it was only about the incident in Dragon Sea City, Ling Xiao would have at most killed Shen Xuan. She definitely wouldn't have done such a senseless thing.

However, being as sensitive as Li Yuanchong, more or less, he could sense that the anger Ling Xiao was suppressing at this moment had already far surpassed the anger from back then.

It was as though his loved ones had been killed by Shen Xuan. Otherwise, the killing intent from Ling Xiao would also be strong to this extent.

There was a mutual connection between killing intent and killing intent. Li Yuanchong also hid a deep killing intent within his body. In that instant, he had been roused by Ling Xiao's killing intent and had nearly erupted.

"I really wonder what kind of enmity exists between him and Shen Xuan for him to reach such a level." Li Yuanchong shook his head as he closed his eyes, thinking about how Ling Xiao had managed to distract Shen Xuan just now, exposing a flaw.

As for the others, it was as though they had forgotten about this issue. They were constantly criticizing Ling Xiao for her cold blood and viciousness.

Ling Xiao used her tongue to gently lick the blood on the tip of Qing Ming's sword. The smell of the blood was very fishy, very bitter, and very smelly.

"Master, I've already killed the culprit. You can rest in peace now." Ling Xiao spat out the blood that had just licked her lips. She calmly stood in front of the furious gazes of the crowd and said, "Whoever is unconvinced, come up and fight them. I'll accept it here. There's no room for discussion between life and death."

Ling Xiao's words were very light and very gentle. They were so gentle that they did not sound like a human. In the midst of the exclamations, they were no different from a drop in the ocean.

However, everyone had a tacit agreement to stop denouncing Ling Xiao because of his final sentence: "Life and death are not to be discussed."

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