C108 Take the Initiative
C108 Take the Initiative
Within a short period of time, a total of twenty-six Martial Cultivator had gathered, and their overall strength had doubled.
At this time, Ye Hongteng had the absolute confidence. Could the twenty-six Martial Cultivator s not kill a twenty-something year old brat?
Even if it's one of the top ten evildoers in Martial Cultivation World, they would still die without a doubt facing the siege of twenty-six Martial Cultivator, right?
"Ye family is an existence of one of the thirty-six families in the Martial Cultivation World line. Even though it can't be considered as a top clan, it's still considered above average, so it's actually not easy!" Jiang Xiaobai shook his head slightly. "What a pity. After today, one of the thirty-six families will be missing!"
While they were talking, Jiang Xiaobai stood up.
"Bastard, don't try to scare others. Today, even if you break the rules, you will still die without a doubt!" Ye Hongteng roared, and then, he could not hold it in anymore, he raised his hand and roared: "Kill! Kill them all! "
Immediately.
"Swish, swish, swish …"
At the entrance of the hall, the twenty odd Martial Cultivator s all headed towards Jiang Xiaobai.
These were more than twenty Martial Cultivator s! He wasn't just some random cat or dog!
As they moved, all of them used their mystical Qi. Their speed was astonishing, completely surpassing that of an ordinary 100-meter world champion. Each and every one of them was like a flash of light as they streaked across the sky.
Moreover, almost none of them were bare-handed. There were silver-white daggers, dazzling hooks, sharp swords, cold sabers, and so on.
What was even more terrifying was that these Martial Cultivator in the Ye family were clearly not random weapons. No matter what weapon they used, they were all extremely, very proficient in it, as if they had merged with their own bodies, and the weapon seemed to have become one with their person.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss..."
In the air, the sound of friction filled the air. The shiny blade was like a sharp thorn, strange yet cruel, attacking from all four directions, not giving Jiang Xiaobai any chance to retreat. Of course, the locations it locked onto were Jiang Xiaobai's throat, heart, and other fatal spots.
"Jiang Xiaobai …" In the distance, Qin Ziyih was already so scared that her entire body was trembling. Although she was also from head to toe in Martial Cultivator, when had she ever seen such a scene before? This was real! Furthermore, there were twenty to thirty Martial Cultivator attacking one person!
But even so, Qin Ziyih bit her lips and used all her strength to suppress her fear, wanting to rush forward.
In her heart, she told herself again and again that she was responsible for what happened today. She had asked for Jiang Xiaobai's help, so how could she let Jiang Xiaobai bear the responsibility alone?
She had a death wish. She closed her eyes and was about to rush forward. However, just as she was about to take a step forward … Blocked by Qin Yangguo: "Zi …. "Ziyih, what do you want to do?!"
"Dad, I have to help Jiang Xiaobai, I also … Also... is also a Martial Cultivator! " Qin Ziyih's voice was trembling, but it was firm.
"Bullshit!" What kind of Martial Cultivator are you? The real Martial Cultivator needs to be baptized in fresh blood, scram to the side. Qin Yangguo burst out in rage.
In his opinion, if his daughter rushed forward, it would be a mess, even if Jiang Xiaobai still had a slight chance of survival. If his daughter rushed forward, Jiang Xiaobai would have no chance of survival.
"But …" Qin Ziyih hesitated. She understood the logic, but she couldn't just stand there and watch, could she?
"No buts, just step back honestly!" Qin Yangguo shouted word by word, with a sternness that Qin Ziyih had never seen before in her eyes.
Qin Ziyih nodded subconsciously.
At the same time.
Jiang Xiaobai was completely surrounded by an encirclement. Even if his movement technique was amazing and his speed was heaven defying, it was useless. It was impossible for him to break out of this encirclement. He could only fight!
And this was within his expectations.
In his hands, the Broken Xuan was in his hands, flipping up and down, and it was so strange that it was suffocating. In between, it flickered with a purple light, and the air seemed to become a cake, as it was split into many parts by the Broken Xuan Sword.
In a split-second, the twenty to thirty Martial Cultivator s of Ye family were already within a meter or two of Jiang Xiaobai, and were already within the attacking range.
Their eyes were all shining brightly with a strong killing intent as they stabbed, hacked and swung their weapons with all their might.
"Shattered Rock Sword!"
"Vicious God Saber!"
"One Luring Mountains and Rivers!"
"Spear Shattering the World!"
… ….
With a roar, the blade's light whistled through the air, like the howls of ghosts and gods. As the air grinded against each other, sparks flew in the air, scorching hot and scorching.
In the blink of an eye, the sword tips and blades seemed to have entered Jiang Xiaobai's fatal position.
However, Jiang Xiaobai wasn't nervous at all. His shoulders, arms, thighs, neck, skull, and so on all seemed to become an individual, able to shake and twist on their own as if he was performing acrobatics.
Not only that.
As he dodged, the Broken Xuan Sword in his hands simply appeared out of nowhere. Whether it was moving from below, sliding in from behind, or slashing down from above to cover the sky and the earth, it was comparable to a spirit serpent probing the earth. It was also like the Cloud Chasing Star Moon.
"Puff puff puff …"
The sharpness of the Broken Xuan was astonishing, especially when paired with Jiang Xiaobai's ten thousand jin strength. Everywhere he went, there was a feeling of disregard and scorn for everything.
The tip of the blade rippled, and the only thing that remained was the blood-red light.
It was clearly seen that at the throats of a few Ye family cultivators, a rapidly enlarging blood-red line had suddenly appeared.
These people were like machines with no electricity. Their attacks, attacks, and attacks came to an abrupt stop and they crashed to the ground with a loud bang!
On the ground, there were several streaks of eye-piercing blood.
It was fine if Jiang Xiaobai didn't make a move, but when he did, it was like the passing of a god of death to reap his life.
In the hall, it calmed down once again. Out of the twenty-four or five Martial Cultivator that surrounded Jiang Xiaobai, there were only twenty odd left.
They came to a tacit understanding to stop their attacks. Moreover, they moved back a little bit and maintained a distance of three to four meters from Jiang Xiaobai. Their eyes and faces were filled with an inconceivable horror.
So powerful!
Jiang Xiaobai's attack just now was really too fast and quick. It was possible that it could have only lasted one breath of time, but in that one breath of time, four to five s had lost their lives!
It was terrifying to the extreme.
He could not help but the remaining twenty or so Martial Cultivator s all looked at the Broken Xuan in Jiang Xiaobai's hands at the same time.
This was because not a single drop of blood was stained on this short sword.
What did it mean? This showed the speed of Jiang Xiaobai's sword. Only when it reached a certain point could the blade not be stained with blood!
"Why did you stop?" Suddenly, Jiang Xiaobai blinked and asked with a smile.
And what was unbelievable was that before he finished laughing, he had moved, surging towards the twenty over Ye family Martial Cultivator s in front.
Jiang Xiaobai took the initiative!