I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all.

"escape!"

Ning Xi had many escape talismans on her body, allowing her to avoid the chaotic and numerous attacks. Following Li Yang's will and thoughts, she appeared without fear inside the Foundation Establishment army of the Myriad Poisons Dynasty.

"Clang!"

Li Yang unleashed a sword strike without any fancy sword techniques or even a broad sword aura.

He merely imbued the spirit sword in his hand with a crimson killing intent.

"Pfft~"

The physical body of a demon in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, along with the magical artifact light barrier he had erected, was cleaved in two.

The light emanating from that blood-red sword was so sharp that even sensing it with one's divine sense caused a stinging pain to the soul.

A simple, unadorned sword strike reaped a life, and then the sword rose again.

Li Yang used guerrilla tactics, striking once and then moving on to another location.

His talent lies in life-or-death battles, and in order to avoid being bogged down while killing, he will fight to the death with his enemy in the shortest possible time.

He would stealthily approach, kill with a single sword strike, and then flee, repeating the cycle of killing.

Not only that!

Li Yang didn't need to use his spiritual power at this moment; he could kill enemies solely with his spiritual sword and killing intent. Ning Xi took over the sword flight.

With his meridians idle, he began to circulate the "Blood Sea Asura Sword Technique" and absorb the increasingly rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

"What?! This damned sword cultivator actually dares to cultivate during battle! He completely disregards us!"

"What an incredible heart! Even if he can cultivate without using spiritual power, the slightest mistake would cause him to lose his breath. This person is definitely the elite among the elites of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the best in the world!"

"He's killed too many people; his cultivation speed is simply too fast! It hasn't been long at all, and he's already broken through to the third level of the Foundation Establishment stage!"

"That female cultivator must have a considerable fortune; she must have used at least five hundred escape talismans. And she's also cultivating! However, it's likely she's using a secret technique to maintain her internal spiritual energy consumption, but even that's incredibly powerful!"

"That's Ning Xi from the Ning family of Immortal Ancient Kunzhou. She also possesses the amazing healing secret technique of Zhuyou, which keeps this damned sword cultivator at his peak."

The Foundation Establishment faction of the Ten Thousand Poisons Dynasty was completely tied down.

This is even more troublesome than when Li Yang led a dozen or so sword cultivators.

Because Li Yang was now targeting a single enemy, his sword speed was enhanced by the killing intent, making him even faster at breaking through the air.

Its goal has gradually been raised from the early and middle stages of Foundation Establishment to the late stage and above.

The killing intent grew increasingly terrifying, as if it had coalesced into a killing sword domain.

Each strike was powerful and heavy, and ordinary defensive measures were easily broken upon contact.

Swift speed + unparalleled attack + life-or-death battles with maxed-out talents = invincibility they are unwilling to admit!

Panshi County Pass.

Thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Tianyuan Dynasty have returned from inside the formation to outside.

Because at this moment, all the enemies were held back by Li Yang and Ning Xi.

They dared not disregard their rear, because with Ning Xi's escape talisman assisting him, Li Yang's killing range was not only large but also random, and they could not guarantee that they would not be targeted.

"Do you need any help?" someone asked again.

"Kill!" Su Hen and the other sword cultivators, having recovered some of their strength, were the first to charge out.

Besides their fighting spirit, they also felt envy towards Li Yang.

As sword cultivators, they understood the gap between themselves and Li Yang.

But they weren't jealous, because if it were them, they wouldn't dare to be as "reckless" as Li Yang.

However, they also couldn't stand idly by while Li Yang was fighting fiercely among the enemy forces.

Especially Su Hen, who had already abandoned Li Yang once, could not tolerate betraying a swordsmanship leader a second time.

Qin Feng witnessed this scene.

He finally understood why Ning Xi, who was even more outstanding than the five senior sisters of the sect's main peak, was so persistent in clinging to Li Yang.

It wasn't that the swan had taken a liking to the toad.

Instead, she was a highly charismatic swordsman of unparalleled skill, who deeply attracted Ning Xi, who was adept at support.

"Since no one will fight the evil with me, I will stand against it with all my might"—Li Yang's words were bold and resounding, and all the barriers in his heart vanished in an instant.

"Father, you want me to learn from him... but I'm not even qualified to follow in his footsteps!"

At this moment, Qin Feng put aside his infatuation with the five senior sisters.

He saw a role model.

Or rather—a spiritual leader that I can never surpass!

The bloodlust inherent in the sword cultivators was completely ignited by Li Yang at this moment.

Led by them, a large number of Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Tianyuan Dynasty launched a counterattack.

"Let's give it our all!"

"Junior sister, I will avenge you!"

"Behind me are the common people, among them are my relatives—kill!"

Originally intending to escape, they saw Li Yang fighting alone, covered in blood. Their fear was overshadowed by shame, which then catalyzed into anger—anger at the enemy, but even more so at their own cowardice and weakness.

Moreover, Li Yang's actions rebuilt their collective identity from their original starting point of fighting for interests, creating a tragic sense of "living and dying together".

Life and death are imbued with a collective meaning of protecting heroes, safeguarding the common people, and pursuing honor.

"He single-handedly lit the torch of everyone's spirit!" Atop the dome, the Nascent Soul cultivator of Rock County couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn it, how can there be a system that takes it upon itself to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path? Such a thing should not exist!" The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianyuan Dynasty said in a furious tone.

He did consider breaking established rules to eliminate Li Yang.

Instead, every time he was about to make a move with murderous intent, Ning Xi would activate her escape talisman at just the right moment to hide.

Furthermore, the Nascent Soul cultivators in Panshi County were stronger than him, and he could be killed if he was not careful, so he dared not make a move easily.

They could only watch helplessly as Li Yang's cultivation reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment!

This war between cultivators lasted for several days.

Li Yang finally stopped cultivating.

Having reached this level, one can begin to try one thing—severing the Golden Core!

Ning Xi clearly sensed Li Yang's intentions.

He couldn't help but hug her even tighter:

"Don't take any risks. The outcome of the Foundation Establishment battlefield is already decided. The scales of victory have tipped in our favor because of you. And your sword is dulled too."

Li Yang raised his hand, and the sword he was holding was completely stained blood red, the blood seeping into the blade.

Even a second-grade, eight-patterned spirit sword, in such intense combat, clashing head-on with many equally powerful magic weapons, had its blade dulled and its spiritual energy lost.

Li Yang gripped it tightly, without saying a word.

But Ning Xi knew very well that once Li Yang made a decision, no one could dissuade him.

"Sigh, I give up."

Ning Xi was helpless.

With a flick of her jade hand, a familiar wooden box appeared, with an absurdly high-level sealing talisman affixed to it.

"Knock knock knock~"

The wooden box was shaking violently, and something living inside was struggling to get out.

Li Yang was taken aback.

Isn't this Ning Qingfeng's Phoenix Sword?!

"The ancestor said it's all your fault! Changli was so peaceful before, but ever since you started using it to kill, it's become addicted to that feeling and keeps getting restless. So the ancestor simply handed it over to me, intending for me to hold it and experience the killing power of a sword cultivator."

Ning Xi broke the seal.

A long sword, resembling a work of art, flew out, like a child finally released.

But soon, it quickly locked onto Li Yang and hovered silently in front of him.

You can sense that it is suppressing its excitement.

Especially the moment Li Yang grasped it, a sword cry like the long cry of a phoenix resounded throughout the entire battlefield!

Ning Xi snorted, somewhat annoyed.

I feel betrayed.

Li Yang raised his hand to grasp the sword hilt, but was immediately thrown back as a restriction appeared on it.

"To prevent Changli from being abducted by someone with ulterior motives—" Ning Xi emphasized the words "someone with ulterior motives," "the Ancestor specially placed a restriction on it, which can only be used by someone of the Ning family bloodline. I'll suffer a little loss in exchange for you holding me, and we'll wield our swords together."

Li Yang did not refuse.

He was indeed very comfortable using the Phoenix Sword.

Moreover, since this is a service to killing, some trouble is acceptable.

Ning Xi's waist is slender and flexible, yet also very resilient.

In short, this unfamiliar and ambiguous touch made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

I can't quite describe the feeling.

After successfully grasping the Phoenix Sword with Ning Xi, his mind was consumed by a murderous intent, leaving him with no extra energy to savor the experience.

"A Golden Core cultivator cannot kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but it doesn't say a Foundation Establishment cultivator cannot kill a Golden Core cultivator!"

Li Yang looked up at the vast Golden Core battlefield, his fighting spirit and killing intent reaching their peak.

"Zheng—!"

The Phoenix Sword was finally grasped by the swordsman he admired, emitting a long, clear, and melodious cry like that of a phoenix. Under Li Yang's embellishment, it caused those who heard it to lose their minds!

"kill!!!"