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When the Great Clan Elder brought the rest of the Flame Sect s back, when they saw Jing Yunxiao's appearance, they were all extremely shocked.
Regarding this, Jing Yunxiao had long since gotten used to it.
His eyes were red, looking at Bing Ling's sword in the Great Clan Elder's hand, he was enraged.
However, he was not in a hurry to act. Instead, he continued to refine the Third Elder and the others.
"It's me, your grandfather. Old man, you didn't expect to see me again, right?"
Jing Yunxiao sneered indifferently.
The shackles between the fifth and sixth stages of the Xuanwu Stage had already become extremely loose and the breakthrough was nearing.
"You were the one who killed the Third Elder?"
The grand elder's gaze was icy to the extreme.
"Old man, are your eyes useless due to old age?" Other than this young master, who else is there? "
Jing Yunxiao was not courteous at all.
To Jing Yunxiao, this Great Clan Elder was already dead.
"Good brat, I think that you want to fight to the death with my Flame Sect. Forget it, last time, because I took action against Xuanwu Beast, I suffered a serious injury, causing you to look like a fox in the face, being extremely arrogant. This time, I want to personally experience for myself just how powerful a brat like you is."
The Great Elder's eyes suddenly shone with a huge, murderous light.
Killing intent filled his eyes.
The disciples of the other Flame Sect s also revealed traces of killing intent.
Jing Yunxiao was younger than them, but he was even more arrogant than them.
"Haha, you old bastard, I think you really want to die."
Jing Yunxiao laughed coldly.
Ignoring the Grand Elder.
They looked down on the Grand Elder.
He didn't place the other party in his eyes at all.
And just as he finished speaking, the aura on Jing Yunxiao's body abruptly rose greatly.
The cultivation of the sixth stage of the Xuanwu Stage had finally returned.
"What are you all still standing there for? "Let's go."
When the Great Clan Elder felt Jing Yunxiao's breakthrough and saw Jing Yunxiao's confident look, he was actually somewhat suspicious. It was precisely this kind of doubt that caused him to not dare to rashly make the first move, and instead order the disciples behind him to make a move.
Although the disciples were also a little afraid, seeing that Jing Yunxiao was only a warrior at the sixth stage of the Xuanwu Stage, the gap should not be too wide. Hearing the order from the Great Clan Elder, they did not dare slight him.
Then, the five of them rushed towards Jing Yunxiao.
"Wind God's Legs."
"Gauze Palm."
"Myriad Flame Fist."
"Octane Blast."
"Heaven and Earth Staff."
A few attacks all struck towards Jing Yunxiao's body.
Jing Yunxiao did not move, and allowed their attacks to land on his body.
"Bang bang."
"Bang bang."
A few consecutive muffled sounds rang on Jing Yunxiao's body.
A few disciples revealed expressions of joy, thinking that Jing Yunxiao was just too foolish, he did not dodge and instead used his own body to block.
They were all disciples of the sixth or seventh stage of the Xuanwu Stage, and the attacks they displayed were not weak. Their ordinary bodies were simply like water in front of any one of them, and could not bear it. Now that the five of them had attacked at the same time, it went without saying.
However, these people's expressions changed greatly the next moment before their happiness was completely released.
Because they realized, their attacks did not affect Jing Yunxiao in the slightest when they landed on him.
It was like scratching an itch, and did not hurt Jing Yunxiao at all.
"What?"
The five of them cried out in unison.
They never thought that Jing Yunxiao's body would actually be powerful to this extent.
However, to Jing Yunxiao, this was not strange at all. The reason he dared to do this, was because he had the confidence that with his own body, even if it was a warrior of the eighth level of the Xuanwu Stage, he would not necessarily be able to use such a simple method, let alone these disciples, who had not reached the eighth level of the Xuanwu Stage yet.
"You're courting death."
The fists in his hands were like a thousand pound hammers, fiercely smashing into the fatal positions of the five people. With every punch, it was as if a mountain was smashing down on them, and the five people seemed to not be facing a single person, but rather an extremely ferocious beast.
"Bang bang."
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Muffled sounds of fists punching could be heard.
Jing Yunxiao's fist had reached its end and was full of power.
In just a few breaths of time, all five of them fell to the ground with serious injuries. Among them, two of them had their chests pierced by Jing Yunxiao's fist, and their heartbeats immediately stopped.
"What?" How is that possible? "
The Grand Elder was astonished.
Even he felt his scalp tingle at the sight of such powerful combat.
How could a brat who had just broken through the sixth level of Xuanwu Stage do such a thing?
"Nothing is impossible."
Jing Yunxiao was full of hostility, the fist in his hand still did not stop.
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
Three consecutive iron fists smashed down on the heads of the disciples of San Ming who were still alive. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the three of them all died.
"Old man, you're next."
He was covered in blood.
Jing Yunxiao seemed to have turned into a god of death in an instant.
His gaze turned to look at the Great Elder. It was sharp and vicious, causing the Great Elder to be startled. An uneasiness welled up from the depths of his heart.
It was as if in this instant, he wasn't facing a young kid, but rather a senior who had experienced many battles.
"Limitless Death Seal, Eighth Seal."
Jing Yunxiao rose into the air and changed the hand seals mysteriously.
An enormous palm print swept out, covering the sky and blotting out the sun.
"Brat, you think that just because you can kill the disciples of my Flame Sect, you can kill me? "In your dreams."
A trace of coldness and haughtiness appeared on the Great Elder's face. He immediately flung his sleeves and a fist appeared in front of him. The fist was the size of a small mountain and there was Spiritual Energy swirling around it. It was a Heaven Ranked Martial Technique as well.
The Heaven Ranked Martial Arts were not weak at all, at least not inferior to Jing Yunxiao's Limitless Death Seal.
After the fist and palm collided, a huge force exploded out like a comet smashing into the earth. However, the force came and left faster and faster, the fist and palm turned into a storm of energy and disappeared in the air.
"Four Divine Sword Arts, Azure Dragon Sword Art."
"Four Divine Sword Arts, White Tiger Sword Art."
"Four Gods Sword Art, Black Tortoise Sword Technique."
Jing Yunxiao used all of his power, using all of the powerful attacks he had at his disposal without holding back.
When fighting a warrior at the ninth level of the Xuanwu Stage, he absolutely could not let the other party take the initiative.
Once he was led astray by the nose, there would probably be only one outcome for him, and that would be death.
Therefore, in order to strike first, he had to strike first.
A fierce offensive burst out explosively.
Three other gigantic divine beast silhouettes appeared in the air. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, roaring as they attacked the Great Elder.
"You want to kill me with such little strength?" Dream on. "
When the Great Clan Elder saw this method of Jing Yunxiao's, he did not panic. On the contrary, his face was filled with a faint sneer, a sneer of contempt, not even putting Jing Yunxiao in his eyes.
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