Li Xu suddenly took action, and like a sharp sword unsheathed, he went straight towards the eight people who had been intimidated by his spiritual consciousness.
The first among them was an outer disciple who was in the sixth heaven of Qi refining stage.
At the sixth level of the Qi refining stage, he is the mainstay of the outer sect.
Not great, but not too bad either.
At this moment, when the outer disciple saw Li Xu coming to kill him, he felt like the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai. The powerful spiritual pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
He wanted to raise his sword to block, but it was too late.
Li Xu struck too quickly and stabbed him with his sword in the blink of an eye.
The outer disciple only saw a figure passing by, and his head dropped.
As well as his body standing straight on the spot, still splattered with blood.
Liu Hu and Ma Jun in the distance were stunned when they saw such a scene.
The one who was killed was an outer disciple who was at the sixth level of Qi refining stage. He was killed in a single encounter?
Liu Hu's face was filled with astonishment:
"How is it possible to kill Brother Huang with one move?"
Ma Jun was also distracted for a moment and couldn't believe it.
He couldn't believe that the waste in the sect, a handyman disciple with no spiritual roots, had killed an outer disciple who was in the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage with one sword.
But the two of them were in shock.
Li Xu had already taken action again, his figure flashing.
Every time the sword is drawn, one person will die.
Suddenly, the entire stone forest was filled with howls.
In just ten breaths, Li Xu had already seen the sharp sword in his hand pierce the eighth man's chest.
The man looked at Li Xu and couldn't believe it even before he died.
He said with a bloody mouth and horrified eyes:
"You, you are not, you are not a waste..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Xu drew his sword.
At this point, the eight outer disciples all fell into a pool of blood.
"Next, it's your turn."
Li Xu's voice was cold and murderous.
Within the sect, he still had some concerns.
After all, the sect stipulates that one cannot kill fellow sect members without authorization.
Although this rule is often in vain in the cruel world of immortality, especially in the Changsheng Sect.
But it still has certain constraints.
But outside this sect, Li Xuke didn't have any scruples.
Liu Hu and Ma Jun looked at Li Xu's cold eyes and harsh words, and their hearts jumped, feeling as if they were being stared at by the god of death.
Liu Hu swallowed his saliva and said to Ma Jun beside him:
"Brother Ma, Ma, I leave this matter to you, Li Xu. You have to be careful."
Ma Jun was also panicking now.
Even if his cultivation reached the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, he was simply unable to kill eight of his subordinates within ten breaths.
Moreover, when Li Xu took action just now, there was obviously a fluctuation in spiritual power.
Although he didn't feel it clearly, he did feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy in Li Xu.
It doesn't look like he has any cultivation at all.
If he really faced off against Li Xu, he felt that he had no chance of winning.
However, Li Xu was recognized by the entire sect as a waste without spiritual roots.
Just an ordinary mortal.
He was able to stay in the sect only after the inner sect elders begged for mercy.
It's a matter of trust.
But just now, why did he have spiritual power fluctuations?
"Brother Ma, don't hesitate! You are in the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and you will definitely be able to kill Li Xu. When the time comes, we will share his magic weapon."
Liu Hu continued to fan the flames.
Ma Jun looked at Li Xu who was walking up step by step. He gritted his teeth and pulled out a long knife:
"Let me show you my Fiery Sword Technique."
After saying that, Ma Jun waved his long sword.
On the blade, there was an instant of fire, flames rolling, and it was unbearably hot.
"Hmph! Your impure fire spirit root is nothing.
Before you die, let me show you my new spiritual root. "
As soon as the three words "New Spiritual Root" were spoken, Ma Jun and Liu Hu were stunned.
He looked at Li Xu with some surprise.
"You, your spiritual roots have withered, how can you still have spiritual roots?"
"You, you have spiritual roots?"
The two were extremely surprised.
The corners of Li Xu's mouth curled up slightly.
With his cultivation level fully activated, a burst of spiritual power surged towards the two of them with a "buzz" sound.
The cultivation level of the Nine Heavens in the Qi Refining Stage made the two of them instantly panic.
Liu Hu, who was only at the third level of Qi refining stage, was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot.
He simply couldn't bear the spiritual pressure of the ninth-level monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
Only Liu Hu was able to resist, but he also seemed a little uncomfortable.
But it wasn't over yet, and then Li Xu raised his hand and raised his sword.
In an instant, a sword light burst out from Li Xu's body.
It's like a divine light sword.
Li Xu's whole body was like a sharp sword lying on the ground, and the shadow of a divine sword appeared.
The sharp edge of the sword, the terrifying pressure of the spiritual sword.
It spread like a tsunami.
The long swords that the monks had dropped on the ground vibrated and made a "buzzing" sword sound.
Hovering under the shadow of his divine sword.
This was the first time Li Xu showed his sword spirit root to outsiders.
The power of the divine sword and the feeling of resonance with the sword made him extremely emotional.
As long as he wants to, he can control all the ownerless swords within a ten feet radius.
With a wave of his hand, he can create sword energy.
It has the same root as the sword, and this is the spiritual root of the sword that is unique throughout the ages.
But how had Ma Jun and Liu Hu ever seen this battle?
Not to mention knowing Sword Spirit Root, I have never heard of it.
"Brother Ma, Ma, what kind of magic weapon is this? It actually has visions and shadows?"
"No, I don't know, he has such a strong sword spirit. And, and he, he is not a waste, he has cultivation."
During the conversation between the two, Li Xu no longer hesitated.
The long sword in his hand swung downwards.
The phantom of the divine sword slashed down with a "buzz" sound.
Liu Hu and Ma Jun felt the fear of death and wailed one after another.
"No……"
"Don't kill me, my brother is Liu..."
But as the sword energy fell, the two voices suddenly stopped.
Only two bloody corpses were left.
