Mu Baiyi glanced at the man in green clothes, did not speak, but suddenly his figure disappeared.
Swish…
No one saw clearly what happened, that man in green clothes at this moment actually directly split into two halves, blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground.
Seeing this scene, everyone became solemn.
The demonic cultivator youth in front of them was already at the ninth grade of the Earth Immortal realm.
This kind of strength, in the Sixth Heaven, could serve as the sect master of a sect.
Mu Baiyi’s figure appeared, glanced at Wu Hao and others, with a calm expression said: “You’d better send some with strength, don’t send some rubbish…”
“I’ll do it…”
A youth suddenly descended from the sky!
Seeing this youth, immediately someone in the field said: “The fifth on the Martial List, Leng Yun…”
Fifth on the Martial List!
And this Martial List only includes human race and beast race cultivators, the demon race did not participate, moreover the human race and beast race would not play along with the demon race.
Demonic cultivators, even upon reaching the Heavenly Realm, still had a somewhat lowly status.
“Please grant me your instruction…”
Leng Yun cupped his hands and said!
“The Martial List ranking is rubbish!”
Mu Baiyi’s voice lightly fell in the centre of the battlefield, yet it was like a slap in the face to all the Sixth Heaven cultivators.
Leng Yun’s eyes sharpened, spiritual power around his body suddenly erupted, the aura of the peak eighth grade Earth Immortal realm swept like a gale, the long sword in his hand hummed, a thin layer of frost condensed on the sword body, which was precisely his famous “Han Xiao Sword”.
“Less nonsense, let’s see the real skills in action!”
Leng Yun tapped his toes on the ground, his figure rushed towards Mu Baiyi like an arrow leaving the string, the long sword cut through the air, leaving a cold white mark, straight piercing towards Mu Baiyi’s heart.
This sword was as fast as lightning, the angle tricky, even Wu Hao couldn’t help nodding: “What a fast sword!”
However, Mu Baiyi’s face showed no fear, even revealing a trace of mockery.
Just as the sword tip was about to touch his clothes, his figure suddenly shifted sideways, avoiding the sword edge like a ghost, at the same time his right hand formed a claw, grabbing towards Leng Yun’s wrist with dense demonic qi.
“Too slow!”
Leng Yun was startled in his heart, hurriedly withdrew his sword to block.
With a “clang” crisp sound, the long sword collided with the demonic claw, Leng Yun only felt a huge force coming, his arm went numb, retreated three steps in a row to stabilise his figure.
He looked down, unexpectedly a fine crack appeared on the Han Xiao Sword’s blade, couldn’t help but his pupils contracted: “Such strong demonic qi!”
“Knowing is good, now begging for mercy is still in time.”
Mu Baiyi pressed step by step, demonic qi condensed in his palm into a black long spear, “However, I have no interest in leaving survivors.”
Before the words fell, Mu Baiyi already thrust out with the spear.
The black long spear carried a sharp breaking air sound, wherever it passed, the air was corroded with sizzling sounds.
Leng Yun dared not be careless, urged all his spiritual power to infuse the sword body, displaying his ultimate skill “Han Xiao Nine Styles”.
“First style: Ice Seal Thousand Miles!”
The long sword waved, shadows of swords all over the sky turned into dots of ice crystals, sweeping towards Mu Baiyi.
Ice crystals froze upon landing, instantly condensing a thick ice layer on the ground, even the air seemed to be frozen.
Mu Baiyi coldly snorted, the long spear swept horizontally, black demonic qi surged out like tide water, instantly shattering the ice crystals.
“Insignificant skill!” He leaped up, the long spear pierced down from above towards Leng Yun, the demonic qi at the spear tip condensed into a ferocious ghost face, emitting a piercing shriek.
“Second style: Snow Falls Thousand Mountains!”
Leng Yun raised his head and waved the sword, the sword body burst out brilliant white light, countless snowflake-shaped sword qi appeared out of thin air, colliding with the ghost face.
“Bang bang bang” explosion sounds rang out continuously, air waves swept in all directions, lifting the surrounding dust.
The cultivators on the mountainside watched without blinking, each holding their breath.
The Yunxia Sect master clenched his fist: “Leng Yun has already given his all, but Mu Baiyi is still at ease, this demonic cultivator’s strength is too strong!”
