Under the slap like a storm, everyone saw that the left side of the second elder's face had been deeply sunken, and his neck was about to be broken by the powerful force.

Looking at the bloodshot teeth on the snow, his face turned the color of pig liver, and Li Xuan actually humiliated himself fiercely in front of so many disciples in the sect. As the second elder of the Hehuan Sect, when did he fall into this step again?

humiliation, unwillingness, resentment...... All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and they filled the heart of the second elder, and his body struggled violently, and he roared hoarsely:

"Thief Li Xuan, deceive people too much, it turns out that you rely on the power of Hetu Luoshu! I want to kill you!"

At the same time as the second elder spoke, the heavenly rain shower in the air plummeted down like a mountain torrent, and Li Xuan, who was bathed in rain, was also climbing wildly step by step with the spiritual power in his body.

The powerful murderous aura that erupted was like waves rising from a giant lake, sweeping all directions in an instant,

With the coverage of Hetu Luoshu's vitality power, his body was covered with holy white light, as if he was covered with a layer of crystal immortal clothes, like a god, so that the second elder did not dare to look directly.

There was a playful smile on the corner of Li Xuan's mouth, and he said coldly:

"The clown who jumps off the beam also wants to get involved in the book of Hetuluo......"

Spit lightly, he slammed the second elder's hair, dragged it into the air, and then smashed it heavily to the ground, only to see that the two legs of the second elder, which were originally as soft as mud, were actually trembling, and they were directly twisted into twists. His knees carved a deep pit in the ground, and he knelt in front of Li Xuan again with a pop.

At this moment, the second elder who was detained with spiritual power could only rely purely on the strength of his body to withstand the attack.

This kneeling, accompanied by the second elder's heart-rending roar, his two knees had already been crushed! Blood stains spread along the second elder's knees, and the scene was instantly filled with an extreme fishy smell.

He regretted his decision extremely much: why did he not listen to Emperor Wen's persuasion before, and insisted on coming here to kill Li Xuan!

The second elder of the present day had already been frightened to the point that his soul was scattered! Feeling the vitality that was constantly flowing in his body, the restraint that came from the divine soul made his face suddenly pale!

Looking at Li Xuan's sneering expression, the second elder felt a great remorse in his heart: he found that in just three breaths, the alien death qi in his body was swallowed up by most of the vitality of Hetu Luoshu.

The Second Elder's feet were almost unconscious, but he had forgotten the pain, and there was only endless fear in his heart. This threat of death made his body flutter uncontrollably.

And all the cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were trembling at the same time, their eyes couldn't believe it! Looking at this scene, they only felt that there was an icy cold air coming up from the soles of their feet, rushing straight to their Heavenly Spirit Gai, and their hairs stood upside down.

Their originally high-flying and domineering faces were now covered with a thick sense of despair.

Cao Rui's eyes were filled with deep fear, and he couldn't help but take two steps back in the air, looking at the second elder who was kneeling on the ground, and muttered incredulously:

"No, no, it can't ......"

Not only her, but all the Hehuan Sect cultivators present were like ghosts: Li Xuan could actually have such a cultivation?

Although the second elder is not as good as the ancestor in the sect, it is a real divine martial realm after all!

The two of them only passed a few moves, and the second elder failed miserably like this? At the thought of this, their lips trembled.

"Boom~"

Just when they were stunned, a cold light appeared out of thin air in the field, and the rain sword came out of its sheath, and under the urging of Li Xuan, the sword light that pointed to the sky swayed like waves, like a green river appeared out of thin air in the blue sky, rushing endlessly.

"Dare to ......"

Looking at the magnificent sword light in front of him, the second elder's face was extremely pale.

He also wanted to resist and defuse this thick death crisis.

But he could feel the death breath of being detained all over his body, and he couldn't condense a trace of spiritual power, so he could only watch the brilliant sword light sink straight into his chest. At such a close distance, he had no time to react without any resistance.

With Li Xuan's backhand, countless green rays condensed at the tip of the sword suddenly exploded, shooting out in the body of the second elder, and bursting out of black blood holes behind it.

The vitality of Hetu Luoshu, like a rushing river, frantically devoured the dead qi in the second elder's body, and his whole person was like a boiling furnace at this moment. This kind of extreme pain made the toothless Second Elder make a series of "ho-ho" sounds in his throat in vain, which was terrifying.

With the sword erupting again, immediately after, the bones of the two elders disappeared, and the blood rained down, spilling in all directions. Black blood splattered all over the ground, making a "sneering" sound.

After the death of the second elder, Li Xuan found out that the ice soul bead in his body actually emitted bursts of trills on his own, revealing an extremely happy emotion.

Shocked, he hurriedly looked down, only to see that where the second elder's body had collapsed, there was a simple parchment scroll levitating, blooming in the air.

With a light sigh, Li Xuan stretched out his hand and gently withdrew it, but he didn't encounter any obstruction in the process. Without waiting for him to drip blood to confess the master, this parchment scroll seemed to be called by the ice soul bead and escaped into the dantian.

There was a trace of doubt in Li Xuan's eyes, and he asked out loud in his heart: "Machine Spirit, do you know what this is......

The voice of the machine spirit carried a hint of thought: "I don't know, but looking at this appearance, it may be a complete map of the Heavenly Gate...... Since it can be sensed with the Ice Soul Bead, it must not be a mortal thing......"

After hearing this, Li Xuan didn't think about it anymore. Closing his gaze, he turned his head, staring at the Hehuan Sect with cold eyes, and the Drifting Rain Sword in his hand couldn't help but sound a sword roar.

At this point, the cultivators of the Hehuan Sect looked at each other, and their faces were filled with a sincere sense of fear, and among them, there was also a fear that could not be concealed.

At the same time, the crowd of the Xiangjun suddenly erupted in bursts of cheers.

"Xiao Shizi killed well!"

Lu Ziyi clenched his fists fiercely, he didn't expect that the second elder, who was so powerful before, would die so silently in the hands of his little son. Looking at the white-robed young man in front of him, this scene slowly overlapped with the young King Xiang in the depths of his memory.

Li Xuan didn't respond to Xiangjun's shouts, but just swept his gaze over the remaining Hehuan Sect cultivators in the arena like lightning, and everywhere his eyes went, all of them breathed a little heavier.

There was only one unified thought left in the hearts of these cultivators: even the second elder, a supreme master, actually died silently in the hands of Li Xuan under one face, so how to fight next?

But if they think so, they have overestimated Li Xuan's combat power a little.

Ao Wuru, Yang Qingtian, and Tianxingzi, including the second elder of the Hehuan Sect in front of him at this moment.

The reason why Li Xuan was able to fight beyond the stage was very simple: Hetu Luoshu.

This kind of thing that has a natural restraint for other races greatly makes up for the gap in spiritual power in Li Xuan's body. In other words, if Yang Qingtian was not a foreign race that day, but just a pure Divine Martial Realm cultivator, Li Xuan would definitely not be an opponent. After all, the real spiritual power gap cannot be bridged.

Looking at the frightened look on their faces, Li Xuan showed a contemptuous smile on his face, and said loudly:

"What are you waiting for? Don't you Hehuan Sect like this kind of siege the most...... Could it be that you actually think that you can escape from me?" These words, like a judgment of life and death, made Cao Rui scream frantically, and he wanted to turn around and flee with the rainbow.

In the process of speaking, Li Xuan had already volleyed into the air, and the sword rushed straight forward, sweeping the hurricane wherever he passed.

Looking at his movements, the rest of the Hehuan Sect cultivators all had a faint look of despair on their faces.

What I thought was a good situation, how did it suddenly become like this?!