Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

When Barbarian Leader saw their actions, a hint of disdain flashed across his eyes. In his point of view, no matter if it was cultivation or being a human being, they were all competing with the heavens for their lives and going against the heavens. Any excess emotions would be a burden, and it would only make people die faster.    

    

However, when he saw Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng staring at each other, a malicious thought suddenly emerged in Barbarian Leader's mind. He was going to kill both of them with lightning speed.    

    

He didn't know if this couple could still maintain their current feelings when facing death. When faced with a threat that was even more terrifying than death, what kind of joyful and painful expression would these two people reveal?    

    

When he thought of the two of them struggling and begging in pain, and the scene where they struggled for a long time but found out that death was destined from the very beginning, Barbarian Leader's heartbeat faintly sped up, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a joyful smile.    

    

"Eleven, twelve, you two go and test the weight of this young duke."    

    

"Yes!"    

    

With Barbarian Leader's command, two Barbarian Cultivator covered in red robes crossed the crowd and stood side by side in front of Yang Xuan.    

    

"Marquis of Lo Capital, Yang Xuan? Zhou Fengmiao's new disciple?" The Barbarian Cultivator on the left was the first to speak. His voice was hoarse, and his face was full of ridicule. "He actually became the Marquis of Great Wei at such a young age, and could even acknowledge Zhou Fengmiao as his master. Looks like your family background is pretty good. I just wonder how useful your Fourth Stage cultivation base, which was built up using natural treasures, is?"    

    

At the end of his words, the Barbarian Cultivator was secretly a little jealous. With the same Fourth Stage cultivation base, other people could easily pile them up with abundant resources. They had all kinds of profound cultivation techniques, but they could only cultivate evil cultivation techniques that could harm their bodies. After experiencing countless life and death situations, they were finally able to reach their current cultivation base.    

    

Why did he have such a good life!    

    

The Barbarian Cultivator looked at the handsome Yang Xuan, and the more it thought about it, the more jealous it became. It couldn't help but lick the corner of its mouth, revealing a cruel expression.    

    

Yang Xuan was also carefully observing the two cultivators who had appeared.    

    

The person who spoke had a ferocious scar on the left side of his face, and his expression was ruthless. One look and one could tell that he was a ruthless person. This person held a dagger the size of a palm in his left hand. The dagger was a demonic scarlet color. It had a faint spiritual glow on its surface. It was obviously a magic weapon that was in a state of activation.    

    

Yang Xuan quickly made a judgment on the man who spoke. This man was only at the early Fourth Stage. He was not a threat to Yang Xuan, who was cultivating a secret technique. The only thing he needed to be careful about was the dagger in his left hand.    

    

As for the other party's contempt, Yang Xuan did not care about it at all. He even secretly rejoiced. At this critical moment where there was a huge difference in strength between friend and foe, the contempt of the enemy might bring Yang Xuan a greater chance of survival!    

    

Yang Xuan's gaze passed the person who had provoked him and looked at the Barbarian Cultivator that had been silent by his side.    

    

With one look, Yang Xuan was slightly surprised.    

    

This Barbarian Cultivator did not have the physical characteristics of an ordinary person from the Barbarian Clan. Its exposed skin also did not have the unique tattoo of the Barbarian Clan. It had an ordinary appearance, and it didn't have the extraordinary temperament of a Fourth Stage warrior. At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary person from the Great Wei.    

    

However, Yang Xuan knew very well that such a person was more dangerous, because one would never know what trump cards he had. After all, a dog that bit people wouldn't bark.    

    

While he was secretly on guard, a thought that did not fit in Yang Xuan's heart. If those scout of the Barbarian Clan were all people like this, would there be people who had successfully infiltrated the Profound Gate Pass's government or even the army? Did Zhou Fengmiao have any precautions in this area?    

    

This vague thought flashed across his mind. Yang Xuan quickly focused his attention on the crisis in front of him, trying to find a chance of survival.    

    

"Oh, this little one won't be scared silly, right?" The Barbarian Cultivator with a gloomy expression looked at Yang Xuan, who had not reacted for a long time. It let out a wild laugh and said, "Pui! A coward without any guts! It really is the dog of the Great Wei!"    

    

"Let me do it properly today..."    

    

Just as the word "today" came out of his mouth, the Barbarian Cultivator with a gloomy expression suddenly erupted. The dagger in his hand suddenly burst out with a dense blood colored spiritual light, and stabbed towards Yang Xuan's chest with lightning like speed!    

    

Yang Xuan never thought that the Barbarian Cultivator who was talking non-stop a second ago would be so insidious. Luckily, Yang Xuan had been on guard all this time. The moment the Barbarian Cultivator's body exploded, Yang Xuan's figure immediately retreated, trying to pull away from it and find an opportunity to counterattack.    

    

Seeing Yang Xuan's retreating movement, the proud look in the Barbarian Cultivator's eyes disappeared in a flash.    

    

No matter what, he was a high-level cultivator who had experienced countless life and death situations. Of course, the Barbarian Cultivator was not the kind of idiot who would be arrogant and unprepared when facing an enemy.    

    

It used an exaggerated performance to numb the enemy's alertness, and then launched a surprise attack without any warning. Attempting to kill with a single blow, this was what he was best at. He didn't know how many cultivators with a higher cultivation than him died under his hands using this technique.    

    

He believed that this young Marquis of Lo Capital would also die under his hands, just like those cultivators who had been deceived by his actions.    

    

Especially when Yang Xuan retreated and tried to pull away, the proud expression on the Barbarian Cultivator's face became even more intense.    

    

Every hostile cultivator would notice that the dagger in his hand that seemed to be an extraordinary item, and they would be on guard. During the fight, they would subconsciously pull away from him, not giving him the chance to activate the weapon. However, no one knew. After increasing the distance between them, the dagger in his hand would become even more powerful.    

    

"Die!"    

    

The Barbarian Cultivator roared in a low voice. All of the Spiritual Force in his body poured into the dagger in his hand like water. Under the enhancement of this huge Spiritual Force, a blood red scorpion made of pure Spiritual Force actually appeared on the surface of the dagger. The poisonous scorpion drew a blood red lightning in the air, and flew towards Yang Xuan's chest in the blink of an eye.    

    

After the strike, the Barbarian Cultivator stopped and revealed a proud smile.    

    

The young duke was dead for sure!    

    

The Barbarian Cultivator, which was originally only at the early Fourth Stage, had been strengthened by the dagger by more than five times, and it also had a strong penetrative ability. A fatal strike from such a huge Spiritual Force that was condensed at a single point was not something a Fourth Stage warrior could defend against without being prepared for it.    

    

More than two Fourth Stage warriors had died by the Barbarian Cultivator's hands in the same way, and this time was no exception.    

    

The real battle wasn't a spar in the cultivation field. In a life and death battle, only by killing the opponent would one be able to survive. In order to survive, one could use any means necessary.    

    

"A guy who has never experienced a life and death crisis will never understand!"    

    

The Barbarian Cultivator with a gloomy expression pretended to sigh with emotion. He put away the dagger and looked up at the leader.    

    

Then, he found that the leader, who had always been calm and cruel, had a look of deep surprise in his eyes.    

    

The warning bell in Barbarian Cultivator's heart rang loudly!