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Another cultivator, wielding an Ice Flame Steel Blade, swiftly reached Yun Ziling.

The blade was wreathed in icy flames, and wherever it passed, the surrounding air froze instantly, its body radiating a dense, bone-chilling killing intent.

Clearly, countless souls perished under this murderous blade.

With a thunderous roar, the blade cleaved through the void, its killing intent raging in all directions, and a sharp, piercing whistle echoed in Yun Ziling's ears.

"Perfecting True Essence!"

She instantly ascertained the other party's cultivation level and dared not be careless in the slightest. She gripped the Snow Moon Spirit Sword in her hand tightly and used all her true essence to parry.

clang!

The metal clashed violently, and the ear-piercing clash of swords suddenly exploded!

Yun Ziling was no match for the fierce attack of this Tribulation Cultivator. Her body was sent flying backward by the violent force, her true essence was in chaos, and she felt a metallic taste in her throat. She spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Even the Snow Moon Spirit Sword in her hand was shaken out of her grasp, and she crashed heavily into the mountainside behind her before collapsing to the ground.

"No! Senior Sister Yun!"

Su Nuonuo's face suddenly turned pale with shock, and she cried out in alarm.

She formed hand seals, unleashing several sharp beams of light to support them, but she was tightly entangled by two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and was powerless to stop them.

The situation deteriorated rapidly.

A disciple of the Qingyun Sect was pierced through the forehead by a sword from a thief, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, dying instantly.

Of the remaining two fellow disciples, one was severely injured and the other had his arm severed, completely losing his ability to fight.

The situation is extremely precarious!

"Quickly finish them off, kill them all, leave no one alive!"

The man leading the Seven Asura Fiends roared angrily and issued the order to kill.

He turned to look at Yun Ziling, who was lying heavily injured at the foot of the cliff, raised his Ice Flame Steel Blade high, and slashed down with the force of an ice-sealed blade.

At the same time, a cultivator broke free from the entanglement, revealing a sinister smile, and approached the trapped Su Nuonuo step by step.

In an instant, Yun Ziling's life was hanging by a thread, and Su Nuonuo was also trapped in a deadly situation, with neither of them having a chance to escape.

At this critical moment when life and death hang in the balance!

A domineering and incomparably powerful aura suddenly descended!

A figure shrouded in lightning burst through the air, instantly appearing above everyone's heads, and without warning, launched a fierce punch at the back of the cultivator who had ambushed Su Nuonuo!

boom!

The cultivator felt as if he had been struck by a force of ten thousand pounds in his back, and he was thrown forward uncontrollably, a fist piercing his chest. His life force rapidly dissipated, and his pupils quickly dilated.

Its body crashed heavily to the ground, without even a struggle, its life completely extinguished.

Ling Xiu appeared just in time and instantly killed a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

Almost simultaneously, the pitch-black and sharp Demon-Sealing Arrow tore through the void and pierced straight into the brow of the leading cultivator!

laugh!

The ice-flame steel blade that the leading man had unleashed suddenly froze in mid-air, his body trembled violently, a drop of blood seeped from between his eyebrows, and his body crashed to the ground, dying instantly!

This sudden and earth-shattering change left the remaining five Tribulation Cultivators frozen in place, their faces blank with shock.

"Who is it?"

A moment later, some cultivators reacted and looked in terror toward the direction from which the aura had come.

But the sky above was completely empty, not a single person in sight. The group of cultivators turned ashen-faced, filled with apprehension, and stood frozen in place, not daring to make a move.

The gray-clad figure was moving at an extreme speed; they didn't even have time to catch a glimpse of the other's movements.

The group quickly huddled together back to back, scanning their surroundings warily and tensing their spiritual energy to guard against a sneak attack.

Yun Ziling, Su Nuonuo, and two severely injured Qingyun Sect disciples standing below the cliff were also filled with shock and their minds were shaken.

The next moment, a man dressed in a gray robe and wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat slowly walked out from the dark depths of the forest.

His face was obscured by a bamboo hat, making his features impossible to discern, but the immense pressure emanating from him caused all the cultivators present to tremble with fear.

"Who exactly are you? How dare you interfere in our affairs! We are the Seven Asuras of Black Mountain Ridge. We advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

One of the cultivators, suppressing his fear, stepped forward and shouted, hoping to intimidate the newcomers with the fearsome reputation of the Seven Asuras.

The Seven Killings of Asura?

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiu let out a cold snort.

The notorious bandits and murderers of Heishanling in Qingyang Holy City are ruthless and cruel in their actions.

They have been roaming the mountain paths for years, plundering cultivators and leaving countless lives on their hands. Their infamous reputation has spread throughout the surrounding territories.

The moment these desperate criminals dared to lay a hand on Nuonuo and Yun Ziling, Ling Xiu had already sentenced them to death in his heart.

Too lazy to waste any more words, he summoned the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand and flashed towards the cultivator who had just spoken!

The overwhelming sword aura soared into the sky, its chilling light spreading in all directions, its sharpness piercing to the bone and terrifying to the soul.

"Arrogant! Kill!"

The cultivator was enraged and unleashed his full power, raising a seven-foot-long mountain-splitting battle blade to meet the attack head-on.

He was also at the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, and his combat power was no less than that of the leader who had just died. He was confident that he could kill the mysterious cultivator in the bamboo hat in front of him.

Boom! Crack!

Swords clashed, creating a deafening roar that shook the surrounding void violently!

His prized high-grade spiritual weapon, the Mountain-Splitting Steel Blade, was shattered like rotten wood under the unparalleled sharpness of the Blood Shadow Sword!

The Blood Shadow Sword continued its momentum, its sharp edge aimed directly at the opponent's throat!

"Impossible! This is a top-grade Xuan-level spirit sword!"

The second-in-command of the Seven Asura Fiends' pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with disbelief, and he desperately retreated to dodge.

But his speed was insignificant compared to Ling Xiu's.

Click!

With a flash of cold light, his entire right arm was severed by a sword, and scarlet blood gushed out from the severed limb.

"Second Brother!"

The remaining four cultivators turned pale. Looking at Ling Xiu, who was ruthless and unstoppable, they felt a chill run down their spines and began to consider retreating.

The leader died in a sneak attack, and the second-in-command was seriously injured and defeated in a single round of direct combat. The strength of the person in front of them was simply beyond their ability to contend with!

"Retreat immediately!"

One of the cultivators roared and flew backward to escape, simultaneously throwing out dozens of dark poison needles from his Qiankun bag.

Poisonous needles rained down like a curtain of snow, shooting densely towards Ling Xiu.

Ling Xiu remained indifferent as he raised his hand and summoned a top-grade protective shield talisman.

A thick spiritual energy barrier instantly formed, firmly protecting him.

Click!Click!Click!

All the poisonous needles struck the barrier, shattered, and fell to the ground, failing to harm Ling Xiu in the slightest.

Ling Xiu didn't stop walking. With a flick of his finger, the dark and domineering Demon-Sealing Arrow tore through the heavens and earth, and a terrifying sliver of light vanished in an instant.

The Demon-Sealing Arrow pierced through the air, caught up with the fleeing cultivator, and exited through the back of his head!

The cultivator staggered and ran two steps before collapsing heavily to the ground. His soul and body were destroyed by the arrow, and he died completely.

The Demon-Sealing Arrow is specifically designed to counter evil cultivators, and its destructive power is extremely terrifying.

Holding the Blood Shadow Sword, Ling Xiu was like a blood-soaked demon god. In an instant, he flew to block the last three tribulation cultivators, cutting off all their escape routes.

The sword shadows whistled and flew everywhere. In the blink of an eye, before the three could make any move to resist, their three heads rolled to the ground one after another.

Ling Xiu didn't even glance at the corpses on the ground. He sheathed his spinning Blood Shadow Sword, recalled the Demon-Sealing Arrow that had pierced through the air, and stood quietly with his back to Yun Ziling and her group.

Thus, all seven members of the Seven Asuras of Black Mountain Ridge were killed!

Right and wrong are clear at a glance!

The forest was filled with a strong, pungent smell of blood. A gentle breeze blew, ruffling Ling Xiu's long, flowing black hair.

He casually tossed a white jade medicine bottle over his shoulder.

"This is a top-grade Xuan-level Guiyuan Pill. Take it as soon as possible to quickly repair your internal injuries."

As soon as he finished speaking, he prepared to turn and leave.

"Please wait, senior!"

Despite the pain in her body, Yun Ziling picked up the medicine bottle from the ground, propped herself up, bowed slightly to Ling Xiu's back, and solemnly thanked him.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior! May I ask your esteemed name? May I show you my face?"

She gazed at that mysterious figure, her heart filled with doubt and gratitude.

The person who could easily crush multiple cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm and annihilate the Seven Asura Fiends must have reached the Profound Realm in cultivation.

She had no prior acquaintance with the other party, nor any connection or entanglement with them, and was puzzled as to why they had come to her rescue.

Su Nuonuo, standing to the side, was equally grateful and bowed respectfully.

A pair of bright almond-shaped eyes were fixed on the gray-clad figure's back, and a bold idea arose in her heart.

I longed to step forward and see what this senior looked like.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior. Nuonuo bows to you."