Other than the Bloodline Warrior who was able to pose a little threat to him, the attacks of the others were simply scratching their heads.

Lv Xiuping couldn't hold back their relentless attacks, and decided to get rid of these trash fish first before reaping the life of that big fish.

The light beam was only the size of a finger when it came into contact with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to the size of a bucket and was still continuously growing, turning into an extremely destructive light pillar.

The pillar of light carried a tyrannical stream of air as it whistled through the air. It was like a laser that could destroy everything, creating a deep chasm in the ground. It caused the soil and rocks below to burn and shatter, raising dust and rubble dozens of feet into the air.

Seeing this, the assassins on the side were all trembling with fear. They cried out in alarm and fled in panic. Those who were closer to the river directly jumped up, jumped into the water, and dived into the water.

However, although their reactions weren't slow, the speed of the light pillars was faster. A few of them couldn't dodge in time and were directly enveloped by the light pillars. Their entire bodies were instantly cut into two halves.

In that instant, plop plop sounds rang out and a bunch of broken limbs fell from the sky. It was an extremely miserable scene.

"Stop!"

Seeing his own team suffering heavy casualties made the leader of the assassins so angry.

Unlike those assassins, he just treated them as his subordinates. Even if they all died, he could just choose a different group. There was no brotherhood or friendship at all.

As far as he was concerned, these ordinary warriors were just a bunch of tools that could be replaced at any time.

The only worry he had right now was that if these people died, even if he successfully completed his mission, he would still be severely punished when he went back to report.

In the view of the higher ups of the Blood-faced Skeleton, as a leader, if they could not control their subordinates' casualties well, with too many killers dying at once, it could only prove that their leader was useless, and would not consider other things.

For example, if there was an accident during the mission, or if they encountered a strong enemy that was hard to defend against.

They only looked at the results and didn't pay much attention to the process.

Before they set off, the Blood-faced Skeleton had already made a corresponding assessment on Mo Beichen's combat power, and they had also sent out a foolproof lineup, ensuring that he would definitely be able to complete the mission.

Now, he saw that half of his eight subordinates had died in an instant. How could he not feel blood dripping from his heart!

Before even having a direct confrontation with his current mission target, his manpower had already been reduced by more than half. If he were to fight against Mo Beichen now, wouldn't that mean that a few more people would have to die?

When he thought of the extremely likely scenario, the assassin leader became anxious for the first time.

"No, we can't continue to waste time here!"

This mysterious old man is at least a 2-star combat weapon. I took advantage of his carelessness to get rid of him. "If he's determined to kill me, I'm afraid I won't be able to block a few blows before I die …"

His subordinate's shocking death made the killer leader quickly calm down from his initial anger. He realized that if he continued to fight with the killer, the end result would not be what he wanted to see, it would only be them being slaughtered cleanly.

"The mission is important, quickly retreat!"

He hurriedly roared and took the lead to escape from the scene.

Hearing that the leader had finally given the order to retreat, the survivors felt like they had been pardoned. It was as if they had heard heavenly music. It was so wonderful, so exciting.

None of them dared to stay any longer. Their feet felt as if they had been smeared with oil. They kept their weapons and fled.

That wretched and panicked look on his face caused Lv Xiuping to be extremely shocked. He never thought that the average fighting strength of this group of people was so high that even their escaping speed was so astonishing, it made everyone look at them in another light.

"No matter how you look at it, it's very strange that these people are here at this time. "Is it a coincidence, or …"

Lv Xiuping did not forget his purpose in coming here. However, the appearance of this group of people caused a layer of doubt to arise within his heart, causing him to be slightly unable to see through them.

Hmph. No matter if you are here to save or to kill him, I will not let you do as you wish. "If you don't want to block my way, I don't mind wasting some time to get rid of all of you!

The Qi around Lv Xiuping's body was vast, like a tide, suppressing the river on the shore, causing raging waves that were more than ten feet high to surge out, rushing towards the other side of the river.

He could not let others save Mo Beichen, and even more so, could not let others kill him. Although Mo Beichen deserved to die, he could not die here, nor could he die in the hands of others.

If he had to die, he could only die in Nine Stars Valley, dying out of the value he should have.

Because of this, anyone who blocked his path would be the enemy of his Cold Martial Sect, the enemy of Lv Xiuping!

After defeating the killer of the Blood-faced Skeleton, Lv Xiuping still did not have any clue as to where Mo Beichen was. However, he was sure that Mo Beichen had entered Death Valley and was hiding inside.

Lv Xiuping's gaze stopped at the huge, strangely shaped mountain in the distance. He turned his head and looked at the other side of the river, only to see that there were still no Law Enforcement Hall disciples around.

There was no need to mark the place at all. He believed that with Sha Tianzong's intelligence, he would definitely be able to deduce the location where Mo Beichen was most likely to be hiding.

At this time, as the last group to give chase, under Sha Tianzong's lead, the Law Enforcement Hall group finally arrived at the location where Mo Beichen first fought with the Perishing Sun Palace disciples.

Seeing the two disciples on the ground who were obviously killed by a sneak attack, the worry in Sha Tianzong's eyes did not diminish at all, but instead increased.

"Looking at the wounds and the bloodstains, the two of them have not been dead for long, and they are still on our way. Captain, it seems like there are other people looking for Chief Mo too. "

A Law Enforcement Hall disciple looked at the two corpses and reported to Sha Tianzong with a frown.

In fact, he didn't even need to be told to know what would happen. If he didn't have the slightest bit of vision, then he didn't have the qualifications to sit in the commander's seat.

"Mo Beichen, oh Mo Beichen, what in the world happened for you to be chased after by someone a step ahead of us?"

With his doubts, Sha Tianzong was worried about Mo Beichen's situation.

If there were only these ten odd people leading the group, Sha Tianzong could think of a way to help Mo Beichen. However, it was the law enforcement clan elders who had personally intervened. Moreover, he was already a step ahead of them, so he had no way to help them.

Under the pursuit of the combat experts, Sha Tianzong believed that there was not much hope for Mo Beichen to escape. Moreover, he was probably facing more than one team.

"Continue forward. Pay attention to the traces on the ground. If there are any suspicious areas, report to me immediately!"

After making a gesture to move forward, everyone immediately set off and followed the traces left behind by the group in front of them, chasing after them at lightning speed.

"Damn it, it doesn't matter if I want to stall for time now. I wonder how the situation is with the sect, I hope we can still make it in time. "

On one hand, he hoped that Mo Beichen would retreat unscathed, and on the other hand, he didn't wish for a river of blood to flow from his Cold Martial Sect.