"Xiao Yutang, you are seeking death!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuxiong's eyes suddenly turned blood red.
He became famous at a young age and practiced the art of killing. On weekdays, not to mention the younger brothers in the clan, even his cousins from different families would give him three points.
This was the first time that someone dared to be arrogant in front of him.
Amidst the angry shouts, Xiao Yuxiong pulled out a long knife from behind and struck Xiao Yutang head-on with the knife.
Because of years of killing, the originally sharp sword was covered with a thick layer of blood. As the sword light passed by, the blood instantly filled the entire competition stage, tumbling and surging, submerging Xiao Yutang like a huge wave.
A bone-chilling chill spread to the surroundings.
The older members of the Xiao family were doing better and could barely keep their composure. The younger members of the Xiao family all turned pale. Under the cold murderous intent, they couldn't even muster any fighting spirit.
There were even younger generations of the Xiao family who lacked experience and were so scared that they trembled all over and fell to the ground.
"Be careful!" Xiao Yuhua and others exclaimed in unison.
Although they had just returned from training and were much more determined than the other Xiao family juniors, they were trying to stay calm, but their voices were trembling slightly.
Hearing their shouts, a sinister smile appeared on Xiao Yujin's face: Is caution useful in the face of absolute strength? If it were useful, there wouldn't be so many monks in the world of cultivation who would suffer misfortunes every year, or die at the mouths of monsters or beasts, or fall under the thunder of disaster.
Xiao Yutang clearly knew Xiao Yuxiong's strength, but he still dared to anger him like this. He was simply seeking death!
At this moment, he seemed to have seen the scene where Xiao Yutang was split in half by Xiao Yuxiong's knife, and died tragically with blood splattering on the spot. He was so excited that he almost looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
It's a pity that he is destined not to laugh anymore.
Just when Xiao Yuxiong struck out with the knife, Xiao Yutang struck again.
A sword is still just a sword, and it is still so simple, direct, and clean.
The roiling blood was split from it by this sword. Before Xiao Yuxiong could see clearly what was going on, the sword light had already struck his chest.
With no time to dodge, no time to retreat, no time to resist, Xiao Yuxiong let out a muffled roar of "Ah" and fell to the ground on his back. A wound was pulled from his chest to his dantian, and blood spurted out.
The competition venue became quiet again, everyone's eyes widened in shock, and Xiao Yujin's smile froze on his face again.
Xiao Yuquan suffered a disastrous defeat in the last game, which was more or less acceptable to them.
After all, everyone in the Xiao family knows that Xiao Yuquan has poor qualifications. Even if he relies on secret methods to improve his cultivation to Nascent Soul Great Yuanman, his cultivation foundation is still inferior to that of monks at the same level. Moreover, Xiao Yutang has been promoted to Transformation God. Xiao Yuquan Defeat is understandable.
But this scene is different. Xiao Yuxiong is a strong man in the middle stage of divine transformation, and he also practices the way of killing. He is the strongest of the younger generation of the Xiao family in the minds of many people. He can't stop Xiao Yutang. The power of the sword.
With his cultivation in the early stage of becoming a god, how did Xiao Yutang defeat a mid-stage god who practiced the art of killing with one sword?
"I've already said it, I'm afraid I'll kill you accidentally. You still don't believe it. Now you should believe it, right?" Just when everyone was at a loss, Xiao Yutang had already put away his sword and looked at Xiao Yuxiong sympathetically. , said with a long sigh.
The way of killing that Xiao Yuxiong followed did seem crazy. He used to think it was crazy, but it wasn't until he followed Gu Qingxi to the Jiuli Mingxu Realm that he knew what true madness was.
It doesn't matter to cultivate the devil's mind through killing, nor does it matter to risk your life to seek a breakthrough. As long as you are not afraid of death, anyone can do it. It's just that some people are lucky enough to survive, and some people are unlucky and lose their lives early. That's all. Not even crazy.
The real madness is knowing that life will be worse than death, knowing that you can live but not die, but you still can't escape, you can only pounce on it like a moth to a flame, time and time again to seek abuse.
Because if you don't realize it and take the initiative to pounce on it, it will be even worse than death, and you will be even more desperate for life and death.
He, Xiao Yutang, had even done such crazy things, so why would he be afraid of a so-called lunatic like Xiao Yuxiong?
If Xiao Yuxiong hadn't been seriously injured, he really wanted to grab him by the collar and ask: If you dare to compete with me, come on, tell me, who of us is crazier than the other?
Ignoring Xiao Yuxiong, Xiao Yutang straightened his collar and walked off the competition stage with an inexplicable sense of superiority.
"Yutang, the sword skills you used this time were also instructed by Qing Xi?" Xiao Ningyuan left the audience seat, took the initiative to greet him, and asked excitedly.
Xiao Yuxiong's strength is indeed not weak. Ask yourself, even if he is at the same age and has the same cultivation level, it will be difficult for him to block Xiao Yuxiong's murderous sword.
At this time, seeing Xiao Yutang win with one sword without any surprise or danger, the eldest elder of the Xiao family couldn't help but feel excited and completely lost his usual composure.
"Yes, if it weren't for Qing Xi's guidance, even if I advance to the middle stage of divine transformation, it would be difficult for me to defeat Xiao Yuxiong." Xiao Yutang looked at Gu Qingxi gratefully and nodded.
Although he had already practiced the sword skills given by Mengli Tianjun and benefited a lot from the aura she left behind, the most terrifying thing about Xiao Yuxiong's sword was not how strong the sword skills were, but the intensity contained in it. Killing intent.
If it weren't for Gu Qingxi's "guidance" during that time, even if he had mastered the sword skills given by Shen Mengli, he would still be frightened and panicked under such killing intent, and he might not even be able to display 30% of his strength.
This kind of mental tempering is the most important for a monk in the realm of divine transformation.
Xiao Ningyuan looked at Gu Qingxi again. Even though he had already guessed that her sword skills were extraordinary, there was still some unconcealable admiration and curiosity in his eyes.
You know, under his strict supervision, Xiao Yutang has been practicing sword skills since he was a child. However, after practicing for so many years, he has never been dull and has not made much progress.
Calculating the time, Xiao Yutang didn't go out for long this time. It must have taken even less time to get to know Gu Qingxi and get her guidance.
How did she teach him to improve his sword skills to this level?
Xiao Ningyuan was about to ask further questions when Xiao Yuhua and others cheered loudly.
Only then did Xiao Ningyuan wake up. Although Xiao Yutang defeated Xiao Yuxiong, his opponent was by no means a weakling. His victory was not as easy as it seemed.
And the family competition is not over yet. Even if there is no decent opponent in the next few rounds of competition, there will still be a battle with Xiao Yujin. At this time, you should cultivate and restore your spiritual power immediately.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ningyuan suppressed his inner curiosity and immediately urged Xiao Yutang to return to his seat to adjust his breath and recover.
