CHAPTER 720: CHAPTER 720: ONLY THE DEAD CAN LEAVE THE HOLY SPIRIT PAVILION, AS I SAID

There was a dedicated individual who came to write the life-and-death agreement, and after it was written, both parties reviewed and signed it.

Lu Xiao almost didn’t look at it at all before directly signing his name.

After all, the content didn’t matter.

He didn’t care even if there were traps in the life-and-death agreement.

After all, the Seventh Saint Son was going to die soon; after all, he had the power to overturn the table at any moment.

It was the Seventh Saint Son, however, who almost read the content of the life-and-death agreement word by word, twice over.

Only after confirming there was no problem did he finally sign his name.

As for the Seventh Saint Son’s cautious and dragging manner, the Holy Spirit Guard didn’t even know what to say anymore.

Even those who had been shouting to kill Lu Xiao now no longer spoke.

They only felt aggrieved, ashamed, as if their faces had lost their luster.

The Saint Heir of the Holy Spirit Pavilion, even a Master Level Saint Heir, hesitated and dragged his feet before accepting the challenge of a duel from a man in his twenties.

"So, can we start now?" Lu Xiao asked with a smile after seeing the Seventh Saint Son finish signing.

"Yes, you can start if you just step back a bit," the Seventh Saint Son nodded.

Lu Xiao shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward as he turned around.

Just as Lu Xiao turned around, flames suddenly burst from the palms of the Seventh Saint Son.

Two terrifying streams of flame intertwined and rushed towards Lu Xiao’s back.

A sneak attack?

Damn it!

The Holy Spirit Guard on the plaza all had angry and unsightly expressions.

What on earth was the Seventh Saint Son doing!

It was bad enough that he was hesitating before, but now he even resorted to a sneak attack.

Does he have no shame? Is there any dignity left?

If Lu Xiao killing the Fifth Saint Son was a slap in the face of the Holy Spirit Pavilion, then the series of actions by the Seventh Saint Son today was like smashing the dignity of the Holy Spirit Pavilion to the ground, tearing it apart, smashing it, and burying it in the foul mud.

Feeling the heat on his back, Lu Xiao still looked unperturbed.

As he expected, this Seventh Saint Son was indeed much weaker than the other Master Levels he had encountered.

One was that he had just reached the Master Level today, and the other was that the rareness of the Seventh Saint Son’s superpower was too poor.

"Boom!" The next second, the fire completely engulfed Lu Xiao.

The pillar of fire that rose was about ten meters high.

Simultaneously rising was the corner of the Seventh Saint Son’s mouth.

He thought he was something special but turned out to be trash that died in one move.

"Lu Xiao is dead. The dignity of the Holy Spirit Pavilion cannot be trampled upon!" the Seventh Saint Son shouted, raising his arm.

On the plaza, not a single Holy Spirit Guard spoke, nor did any of them even want to give the Seventh Saint Son a straight look.

The dignity of the Holy Spirit Pavilion cannot be trampled upon?

Are you blind? You’ve trampled the Holy Spirit Pavilion to what state?!

"Just forget it." Finally, unable to hold back, someone waved their hands dismissively.

When one person spoke, a second followed.

"Just looking at you makes me sick."

"All these years, and this is what we have for a Saint Heir of the Holy Spirit Pavilion? Tsk!"

"I’m thinking of quitting, there’s no point anymore."

"The Holy Spirit Pavilion is utterly finished today."

Listening to the mockery and abuse from the crowd, the Seventh Saint Son’s expression darkened more and more, and his aura grew increasingly terrifying.

"A bunch of scoundrels! What do you think the Holy Spirit Pavilion is?"

"You still want to quit? Do you think the Holy Spirit Pavilion is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

"Only corpses can leave the Holy Spirit Pavilion! I’m the one who says this!"

"Come then, whoever wants to leave, stand up now, and I will respect you as a true man."

Facing the threat of the Seventh Saint Son, the Holy Spirit Guard all closed their mouths and furrowed their brows.

If the Seventh Saint Son was still at Half-step mentor level, they wouldn’t even bother to deal with him.

But now...

Master Level, after all; even if they all attacked together, they might not be able to hold him off.

"I, Ryan, am leaving the Holy Spirit Pavilion." A figure walked out from the crowd with a determined expression.