Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

At this moment, the disciples of the Southern Xia Martial Palace were constantly being transported out by the Teleportation Array.    

    

Everyone's gaze never left the Heaven and Earth Mirror.    

    

It seemed like they were searching for the strongest disciple of the cultivation level in these Sacred Halls.    

    

However, after searching for a while, they were unable to find any traces of them.    

    

Everyone had a hint of doubt in their hearts.    

    

Even the nine Elder and five Hall Leaders were confused.    

    

The most shocking part about the competition between elite disciples was the competition between the strongest disciples of the cultivation level.    

    

But now, they were nowhere to be seen.    

    

As more and more disciples were sent out from the Teleportation Array, their anxious and searching eyes gradually turned into waiting.    

    

The Heaven and Earth Mirror couldn't reach the depths of the Hunting Grounds. They had no idea what had happened there.    

    

In such a situation, they could only wait for things to happen naturally.    

    

"I'm afraid... the Hunting Grounds competition this time will have a huge change because of that guy..."    

    

At this moment, on the high and mighty Elder's seat, Grand Elder's originally calm eyes gradually revealed a worried expression.    

    

All the elite disciples seemed to have gathered in the depths of the Hunting Grounds.    

    

That was a place that the Universe Mirror couldn't pry into. There would surely be a fierce battle there.    

    

And the casualties amongst them were all the Southern Xia Martial Palace's losses. ...    

    

This was something that the upper echelons of the Southern Xia Martial Palace didn't want to see.    

    

It wasn't the first time that disciples fought each other to vent their anger. This wasn't the first time...    

    

There was nothing they could do.    

    

Whoever had the bigger fist had the right to speak. Even in this sect, such a cruel competition still existed...    

    

...    

    

"Wu HaiLoong, you are the one who gave up your own life today. Don't blame me for being ruthless."    

    

Wu HaiLoong's threatening words had aroused killing intent in Loong Che's heart.    

    

If someone else wanted to kill him, he naturally wouldn't be polite to them. They had already given him face. No matter what, he had to make up for it.    

    

"Weng!"    

    

Wu HaiLoong's eyes narrowed. In his palm, a mass of red smoke instantly soared into the sky, as if it was a signal.    

    

"Humph! Humph! All the elites of Heavenly Martial Hall will gather here when they see this signal. None of you will be able to escape today!"    

    

Wu HaiLoong was obviously furious to the extreme.    

    

What he was doing now was undoubtedly to summon more disciples from Heavenly Martial Hall to kill all five of them.    

    

"Hmph! Wu HaiLoong, you are really insidious! Do you want to kill all of us in the Hunting Grounds of Southern Xia Martial Palace? "    

    

Seeing Wu HaiLoong's actions, feng Zixu's eyes became incomparably cold.    

    

No matter what, they were all disciples of the Southern Xia Martial Palace.    

    

But now, this guy actually wanted to capture all of them in one fell swoop. This level of ruthlessness was obviously incomparable to anyone else!    

    

"So what if I kill the five of you? I, Wu HaiLoong, am not afraid of the so-called rules of the Southern Xia Martial Palace!"    

    

After the signal was sent out, an extremely cold killing intent surfaced on Wu HaiLoong's face.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

Very quickly, the sound of rushing wind could be heard from the surrounding dense forest.    

    

They were all disciples of Heavenly Martial Hall. When they saw the signal, they all gathered together.