CHAPTER 299: CHAPTER 294 KILLING

"Miss Song, I have already made it very clear. Song Boling colluded with Old Monster Li to slaughter cultivators, and the Song Family protected him and intended to deal with Yang Xia. Since this is the case, Yang Xia had no choice but to bring us to eradicate the demons."

Luo Qingyan looked at Song Siyu with a smile and said, "I believe Miss Song is not involved with this as well, right?"

Song Siyu never expected that a mere loose cultivator not only blocked her way but also dared to question her.

As her mind moved, her sword was like flowing fire, howling around her body, sweeping towards Luo Qingyan.

Those fiery swords covered the sky and blotted out the sun, the scorching sword flow made the space dry and unsettled, the entire sky seemed to be burning, she stared at Luo Qingyan with contempt and anger in her eyes.

She was born into the Song Family and cultivated at the West Emperor Palace, under the tutelage of an elder from the palace. On this West Emperor Island, she was considered a Heavenly Pride Girl. Although she was also in the Condensed Core Realm, how could she consider a mere loose cultivator?

Seeing the fiery swords coming at her, Luo Qingyan’s right hand shook, seemingly holding a long whip, with thunder rolling, a dragon’s roar faintly appearing in the air.

She swung her arm, a dragon roared in the sky. Song Siyu stared at her hand, only to see Luo Qingyan holding a segmented bone whip, extremely sharp, seemingly forged from Jiao Dragon bones, with the thunder light coursing over it, it was an extremely formidable magical treasure.

"A fifth-tier top-grade magical treasure?" Song Siyu sensed the aura of the bone whip and thought to herself, how could a mere loose cultivator from outside West Emperor Island have such a level of magical treasure?

For cultivators, obtaining a magical treasure matching their realm was not easy. Luo Qingyan had just entered the Initial Stage of Condensed Core, even if it cost her life, she couldn’t compete with this level of magical treasure. Where did she get it?

"Is it him?" Song Siyu looked towards the battlefield where Li Fan was fighting her father. Except for Li Fan, there was no other explanation. She realized that not only Luo Qingyan, but also the other people around Li Fan seemed to be holding high-level magical treasures, each person holding one, as if these treasures were worthless.

Moreover, where did he get so many magical treasures?

Only to see Luo Qingyan swinging the bone whip, a huge vortex appeared in front of her, engulfing the flying swords that were attacking her, the violent thunder power making the flying swords unable to harm her in the slightest.

Moreover, the vortex storm became wilder and wilder, only to see Luo Qingyan moving forward, the bone whip in her hand sweeping out, transforming into an extremely sharp blade, coming towards Song Siyu.

Song Siyu’s hands moved, and immediately, the sword aura roared in front of her, transforming into a blazing sword array, spitting out destructive sword beams moving forward, a roaring Jiao Dragon came, fiercely colliding with the sword array, scattering the sword array, a sharp Jiao Dragon bone spur carrying explosive sound came, making Luo Qingyan retreat rapidly in the form of a sword.

Song Siyu, being repelled, stared angrily at the opponent, only to hear Luo Qingyan say lightly, "Miss Song, just watch otherwise, don’t blame this little girl for being impolite."

At this moment, Luo Qingyan felt a secret joy, never expecting that one day she would speak like this to the Heavenly Pride Girl of the West Emperor Palace. One had to say, this feeling was really good.

In contrast, Song Siyu’s face was livid, about to summon her refined magical treasure flying sword.

"The West Emperor Palace will find out the truth of this matter. You all should stop quickly for your own good." A cultivator from the West Emperor Palace beside Song Siyu said.

"It’s impossible to stop." Seeing Luo Qingyan alone here, Meng Hong on the other side also came over with magical treasure on his body, looking around the crowd, saying, "The West Emperor Palace wants to find out the truth. Back when Song Boling wanted to plot against us, when the Song Family sought trouble with us, did it let the West Emperor Palace find out the truth? This is a grievance between us and the Song Family, I believe the West Emperor Palace will not side with the Song Family just because Song Siyu is a disciple of the West Emperor Palace, right?"

"Miss, these people have magical treasures from unknown sources, the situation at the family head’s side is not very optimistic." A person from the Song Family looked over at Song Siyu and said.

The Song Family’s Condensed Core Realm cultivators were actually intercepted. Next to Li Fan, two women, one was holding a cold ice attribute magical treasure, preventing anyone from approaching the battlefield, while that Snake Demon was also extremely violent, seeming to have a tendency to evolve into a Jiao Dragon, even mid-stage Condensed Core Realm cultivators were repelled.

Song Siyu looked towards the battlefield of Li Fan and her father, indeed, only to see that Song Xiang, who was at the late stage of condensation realm, was being completely suppressed by Li Fan’s sword, his body shrouded by countless sword shadows, surrounded by flying swords constantly encircling and killing, in conjunction with Li Fan’s swordsmanship attacks, putting Song Xiang in dire straits.

In the battlefield, amidst the storm, swords and sabers clashed dangerously, but the flying swords surrounding were as fast as lightning and thunder, leaving Song Xiang struggling to cope. He had been through numerous battles on West Emperor Island, but he had never experienced such a battle.

Only to see Li Fan’s body spinning towards him again, the sword array surrounding his body, with one sword out, numerous sword shadows shone, he shouted loudly, his saber slashed in a reverse direction, countless sword shadows collided with the Jiao Dragon, unexpectedly slicing the Jiao Dragon’s body open, the sword and saber collided head-on, Li Fan raised his eyes to look at the opponent, a brilliant sword ray shot out from between his brows.

Knowing Li Fan was a sword cultivator, Song Xiang was naturally on guard against his Sword Seed. At the moment that light between Li Fan’s brows shone, a purple thunder light burst from between his own brows, a shadow of a Jiao Dragon emerged, and collided with Li Fan’s Sword Seed, this was his Dharma Form Foundation, his Divine Soul fused within.

"You can die now." A voice transmitted, the Sword Seed continuously expanded, transforming into the Sword of the Great Tao, runes shining, at this moment Song Xiang only felt that what was coming to kill him was an ancient sword from the stars, ancient and simple, exuding supreme sword power, seemingly crushing everything, suppressing his Primordial Spirit, the destructive Sword Intent descended, Song Xiang was shocked to find, the sword cultivator’s Divine Soul was even stronger than his sword.

"Kill."

The Sword Seed swallowed and spitted out Sword Light of the Great Tao, Song Xiang only felt himself in the starry sky of the Great Tao, in front of him was an ancient sword, while in the direction of the periphery, Nine Swords simultaneously fell in slaughter, piercing through Song Xiang’s defense, the body of the Jiao Dragon shattered, the flying swords killed downwards, instantly penetrating through the Jiao Dragon.

Song Xiang’s body wanted to retreat, but it was too late, the flying swords descended in slaughter, piercing into the skin and flesh, Song Xiang was greatly terrified, wanting to leave the battlefield, but the Sword Seed pierced through the Primordial Spirit Jiao Dragon, then pierced through Song Xiang’s head, dying tragically on the spot.

The Sword Intent that filled the sky instantly disappeared into nothingness, Song Xiang’s body fell, the faces of the Song Family members, looking at the fallen corpse, turned pale.

The Song Family’s Master at the late stage of Condensation Realm, was actually killed by a sword cultivator at the initial stage of Condensed Core?

Moreover, Song Xiang was a cultivator of the West Emperor Palace, his combat strength was by no means ordinary, yet he was killed across two realms, showing the strength of that sword cultivator’s combat power.

The crowd watching from a distance was also shocked at heart, who exactly was this youngster, not only killing Song Boling, but now also killing Song Xiang.

It seemed that the Song Family was bound to be destroyed as well.

Even Song Siyu couldn’t stop it...

They looked towards the direction not far away where Song Siyu was, only to see that Song Siyu’s face was ashen, her father being executed by Li Fan right in front of her.

How dare he do this?

"Yang Qingshan..." Song Siyu’s body moved forward, but saw Luo Qingyan standing there leisurely without looking her way, while Li Fan continued with the flying swords in slaughter without turning his head.

A Song Family Condensed Core Realm cultivator had not come to his senses yet, but the flying sword had already blasted his head, and yet another headless corpse fell down.

"Song Boling’s actions, these people, are all accomplices." Li Fan’s voice carried a cold indifference, even Nan Zhengchuan he dared to kill, people of the Song Family, and there’s nothing he won’t dare?

No one in the Song Family did anything about Song Boling’s slaughtering outside, once Song Boling died, the people of the Song Family, and this sister Song Siyu all stepped out, thinking that since Song Siyu is also a disciple of the West Emperor Palace, the palace will be biased towards the Song Family, right?

The cultivators that Song Boling slaughtered outside, weren’t their lives?

Since the Song Family condoned Song Boling’s slaughter, then he had no choice but to take the matter into his own hands.

The flying swords continuously attacked, one after another, the Song Family’s cultivators were successively killed, dying tragically on the spot, the distant cultivators watched in horror.

This sword cultivator, truly reckless and wild in his youth.

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