This knife is more powerful than the previous one, but everyone shook their heads, since Ling Chuxi can easily dodge the knife just now, then what can this knife achieve, it is just a shame. Seeing that the Crazy Knife Gate, one of the four major powers, was suffocated, these leaders of the suppressed power were somewhat gloating.

"Stop!" At this moment, an old angry rebuke sounded.

"Hmph, finally can't help it? However, you haven't seen my true strength yet, why are you in a hurry? Ling Chuxi sneered in his heart, the smile on his face was closed, and his feet suddenly moved.

This time, the entire figure was as fast as a streamer, passing through the sword light, and then, choking the dragon's groan, a cold light bloomed.

Fast, it was too fast, so fast that no one could see Ling Chuxi's movements clearly, let alone how her sword was struck.

Just listen to the muffled snort, the red mist is flying!

The long knife, which fell to the ground abruptly, reflected the evening sun, which was a bit desolate.

Xue Batian covered his shoulders, blood gushing out from his fingers.

Ling Chuxi's sword has been unsheathed, and the beautiful figure, under the golden sunset, looks more mysterious and beautiful, but there are a few people who dare not blaspheme the coldness.

Looking at her figure, the expressions of Han Shilin and the others changed, and they subconsciously took a step back, and there was some awe in their eyes.

"Bold, dare Luo Qiucheng to hurt people!" A raging roar rang out behind him.

An old man came slowly with a calm face, he was dressed in black, tall and thin, and his face was clear and majestic.

"Lord Situ!" The major powerful people saluted one after another, obviously extremely jealous of him.

This is the master of the Shadow Killing Stream, Situ Wuying, and the strongest master among the major forces. Regarding his strength, no one can say clearly, only that as early as two hundred years ago, Situ Wuying was already famous in Qianzhongling and was known as the number one master.

In the past two hundred years, he has only made a handful of shots, and the total number of times is no more than five, and the opponents are all outstanding masters of Qianzhongling, but under his hands, all of them are killed with one move. For the powerful forces of Qianzhongling, Situ Wuying's strength has become unimaginably strong.

These people, in their respective territories in Qianzhongling, can be regarded as a hegemon, but in front of Situ Wuying, they don't even dare to take a few more breaths.

"No one is allowed to do anything in Luoqiu City, don't you know the way?" Situ Wuying looked at Ling Chuxi and said, his expression was calm, but he was not angry.

Seeing his expression, Han Shilin and the others inexplicably felt a chill in their hearts, and they felt fear from the depths of their hearts.

"I just know that if I don't do it, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to stand here now." Ling Chuxi just looked at Situ Wuying calmly, with an indifferent smile on his face, and he couldn't see any fear.

"When I let me stop, why don't I stop?" Situ Wuying asked with a little anger.

"The arrow is on the bow, and it has to be sent." Ling Chuxi said perfunctorily. But he smiled coldly in his heart: When Xue Batian made a move, why didn't he hear you shout to stop, seeing that his strength was not good, he immediately jumped out and shouted to stop, it's really cheap! Don't you just want people to test your strength? Now I'm ready for you. Let's see if Xue Batian, who was beaten in embarrassment, felt that he couldn't hold his face. I wanted to try my strength and give a dismount, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating.