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“Flame Spirit Barrier!!!”

The disciple who had received the Scarlet Sky Jade Tree was terrified. His face was pale as paper and bloodless. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, wetting the ground beneath his feet.

He knew in his heart that the strength of this pure swordsman in front of him was unfathomable. Among those of the same level, his attack power was invincible. If he fought head-on, he would undoubtedly be seeking his own death.

At this critical moment of life and death, he dared not hesitate at all. He spread out his hands suddenly and forcefully. In the palms of his hands, two balls of red light were like magma that had been sleeping underground for thousands of years and was awakened by anger and erupted madly. The light surged and roared, and rolling heat waves hit his face.

In an instant, a rich red light, carrying a scorching breath, raged in the space ahead like a raging tsunami with an almost brutal attitude.

The surrounding air seemed to be twisted by an invisible giant hand, making a rumbling sound, as if it was deformed by high temperature.

In the blink of an eye, the red light condensed into a semicircular fiery red barrier, with lively flames jumping on the surface, like a lively elf dancing happily, but hiding deadly danger.

Above the barrier, the flames occasionally burst into crackling sounds, as if demonstrating to its opponents and announcing to the world its indestructibility.

At the same time, another person was not willing to lag behind, "Immortal Jade Glazed Shield!!!"

His eyes were wide open with anger and tension, his pupils were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead, like a wriggling little dragon.

Accompanied by a deafening roar that made the surrounding air buzz, the immortal power in his body surged like a surging tide.

A howling wind swept wildly around him, blowing the surrounding sand, rocks and fallen leaves all over the sky. Even the towering trees in the distance were creaking under the weight of this powerful breath.

I saw his hands dancing rapidly in front of him, his ten fingers like nimble fish, quickly casting out a fairy seal emitting a mysterious light.

The immortal seal instantly transformed into a giant shield that was as transparent as glass and as smooth as jade. Ancient and mysterious runes appeared faintly on the shield, flickering with a faint light, as if telling the vicissitudes of time and carrying the sect's countless glory and heritage.

This fairy jade glazed shield is a well-known super-powerful defensive spell within the sect. It is rumored that it can withstand a blow from the Fairy Emperor.

At this moment, it was suspended in front of him, emitting a bright and translucent light, and its entire body was translucent, like a towering, indestructible fortress.

The runes on the shield seemed to have life, flowing slowly, constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and strengthening its own defense. As the runes flowed, a faint buzzing sound was emitted from time to time, as if chanting an ancient spell.

The third disciple was not to be outdone, "Xuanmu Yin Yang Shield!!!"

His voice trembled slightly, but it was filled with a determination to face death.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of trees formed by immortal power emerged behind him. The black and white colors were intertwined, symbolizing the yin and yang energies.

These trees are growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their trunks are thick and their branches are intertwined with each other, making "cracking" sounds, as if they are engaged in a fierce battle.

The black and white halos of light flow among the trees, constantly blending and colliding, bursting out with starlight.

In the blink of an eye, they formed an airtight mysterious wooden Yin-Yang shield. The Yin-Yang power circulated inside the shield, forming a powerful defensive field. The field was filled with a mysterious atmosphere that made people stay away, as if they would be swallowed up by endless power if they stepped into it.

The three of them successfully performed their strongest defensive secrets, covering themselves tightly within them, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Their chests heaved violently, their clothes were soaked with sweat, but a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.

It was thought that even if the four top geniuses of the Xukun Realm, Gu Xinghui, Wan Tianhua, Xue Yuexin and Yu Yang, came in person, it would not be easy to break these three layers of defense.

At this moment, the air around them seemed to be frozen as they quietly waited for the impending attack, feeling both nervousness and a hint of anticipation in their hearts, like the calm before a storm, making people feel uneasy.

However, their peace of mind is nothing but wishful thinking.

Su Jian stood not far away, with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, like a banished immortal. He watched with a cold eye, his expression as calm as water, allowing them to complete the spell.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a disdainful arc, which seemed to mock their arrogance.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came, the sound was not loud, but it echoed in the space like a huge bell, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

He did not display any advanced sword skills, but his pupils emitted a bright and sharp light, just like two peerless swords being unsheathed. The fierce momentum made the surrounding air vibrate, and there was a clanging sound of swords.

The sound of the sword seemed to be a war song from ancient times, heralding the arrival of victory and announcing that their defense was futile in front of them.

Two gazes shot out like lightning, with an unstoppable momentum, and were the first to hit the Flame Spirit Barrier.

The seemingly indestructible barrier seemed as thin as paper under his gaze.

The flames on the barrier were extinguished instantly. The originally solid barrier was instantly pierced and disintegrated, turning into sparks that dissipated in the air. The sparks flickered in the air a few times before completely disappearing, as if they had never existed.

Immediately afterwards, the fairy jade glazed shield was also powerless in the face of this indestructible gaze.

The runes on the shield dimmed in an instant, and the shield shattered like a bubble, turning into countless tiny fragments that fluttered down like a dazzling glass rain. Under the sunlight, it sparkled with colorful light, which was breathtakingly beautiful, yet also revealed endless sadness.

In the end, the Xuanmu Yin-Yang Shield was also smashed to pieces. The black and white trees were instantly turned into powder. Countless flying wood fragments drifted in the air, like a group of desperate butterflies, dancing helplessly in the wind, as if playing the final elegy for this failed defense.

When the three saw this, expressions of fear instantly filled their faces.

Their eyes widened as if they were about to bulge out, the muscles on their faces twitched uncontrollably, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

But the sword light that Su Jian's gaze turned into was too fast, and it was in front of them in the blink of an eye. They had no time to react at all, their legs went weak, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they had no means to resist.

"No!!!"

Desperate screams pierced the sky, the sound was filled with fear and helplessness, echoing in the empty valley for a long time.

However, this shrill cry could not prevent the two sword lights from penetrating into the body.

In an instant, the domineering sword energy rampaged through their bodies, cutting their meridians into pieces. Every inch of their meridians seemed to be cut by thousands of sharp blades. The severe pain made their bodies twist and deform, and they kept emitting painful groans.

The Dantian was also turned into a pile of mud, and the originally abundant spiritual energy dissipated in an instant. If the soul had not been protected by a special power, it would probably have not been spared.

They tried their best to mobilize their spiritual power to resist, but that meager spiritual power was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of this overbearing sword energy, and was completely useless.

The sword energy raged within their bodies, leaving a mess wherever it went. In just a few moments, they were tortured into cripples by the sword energy.

The meridians, Dantian, and body were all destroyed. Even with the treasures of heaven and earth, they could not be repaired, because the sword energy was like a maggot attached to the bones, deeply rooted and difficult to eradicate.

The three of them knew that their bodies had been destroyed. Now they were like broken jars that were leaking everywhere, full of holes and unable to store water.

The immortal power was flowing out of their bodies irreversibly and madly. This was an irreversible process. What was even more cruel was that they were now conscious and could feel it all clearly!

For them, feeling the power draining away and realizing the rapid decline of their realm was more painful than killing them!

Because, it took them a long time to cultivate to this level, and every bit of immortal power was obtained through their hard work.

Is there anything more despairing than seeing your own power slip away?

"No! No! My power, my realm! Give it back to me, give it all back to me..."

One of them made a weak sound that was full of despair and unwillingness, and stretched his hands toward the air with difficulty, as if trying to grasp the power that had disappeared.

"I've become a useless person. How could I become a useless person? I'm not willing to accept this. I'm not willing to accept this..."

The other person collapsed to the ground, his hands placed weakly on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes, splashing dust on the ground, as if he was crying to the earth about his miserable experience.

"I'm ruined, my life is over..."

The last person had empty eyes and muttered to himself, as if he had lost hope in life. He stared blankly at the sky, as if his former dreams and glory were there.

The three of them were lying on the ground in tatters, having already lost all their strength.

Now they were no better than ordinary people! The three of them lay on the ground, groaning weakly, without even the strength to scream loudly.

To put it bluntly, they who could normally move mountains and fill the sea were now reduced to being eaten and gnawed by any untrained beast at will! Their hearts were filled with despair, fear, and regret.

Why should I believe other people's rumors?

Others say that all the disciples of Kunlun Holy Land are trash, they only know how to use tricks and rely on treasures to fight.

However, now that I have become a disabled person, isn’t that enough to prove that what is being spread outside are all rumors?

It was because they all believed the rumor that they made a big mistake in front of Su Jian and spoke ill of the Kunlun Holy Land, which eventually led to all three of them becoming irreversible wastes!

It goes without saying that they will be completely abandoned by the sect, and may even suffer the tragic fate of being eaten by wild beasts in the future!

Unfortunately, it’s too late to regret now.

"Kill me... Please, kill me..."

One of them made a weak request to Su Jian, his eyes full of pleading, as if he had grasped the last straw.

"I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, so I might as well die in your hands..."

Another person followed suit, his voice so faint that it was almost inaudible, like a whisper from hell.

"I only ask for death, please grant me that..."

The last person used up his last bit of strength to say this sentence, his voice full of desire for relief.

The three of them made a weak request to Su Jian, hoping that Su Jian could end their lives now.

Since he couldn't survive anyway, he might as well die at Su Jian's hands. At least, dying at the hands of a powerful swordsman was more acceptable than dying at the mouth of a wild beast!

However, facing their desire to die, Su Jian looked at them indifferently for the last time and left without looking back.

His figure gradually faded away in the afterglow of the setting sun, leaving only three disabled people standing there, waiting for the judgment of fate.

He had no intention of killing them.

If he really wanted to kill someone, he would not have left anyone alive when he attacked just now.

Su Jian only wanted to cripple them instead of killing them. He wanted to keep them and use their mouths to tell others that the people who crippled them were Kunlun disciples!

This is his purpose!

He wanted everyone to know that the disciples of Kunlun Holy Land should not be underestimated, and any slander and contempt would come at a heavy price.

Looking at Su Jian's departing back, the three of them fell into unprecedented despair.

About half an incense stick of time after he left, two figures appeared here.

The two new contestants were chasing after the supply drop. They also saw the supply drop just now, so they quickly caught up.

The two of them looked at the empty plain and saw that it was in a mess, obviously showing that a fierce battle had taken place there.

There were traces of broken spells remaining on the ground, and faint fluctuations of immortal power in the air, as if telling the story of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.

"Oh no, we are not too late, are we? Could it be that the treasure has been stolen???"

One of them said anxiously, his face full of regret, and he kept rubbing the corners of his clothes with his hands, as if this could save the lost opportunity.

"It's obvious that a battle broke out here. There's still a restless atmosphere between heaven and earth! Regardless of whether the treasure has been taken away by someone, our chances are probably much smaller!!!"

The other person frowned and analyzed solemnly, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. He kept looking around, trying to find some useful clues.

They both felt a sense of pity.

I arrived very quickly, so why am I still a step late?

Who is faster than both of them?

The two sighed, and when they were about to leave, they suddenly heard a very faint groan of pain.

Their expressions froze and they looked around vigilantly. Then they followed the direction of the sound and found the three people lying on the ground like dead dogs.

Seeing these three people, they were both shocked. Because they could see that the three people lying on the ground were completely disabled, just like the living dead.

The three men were dressed in tattered clothes, their bodies were covered with scars, their breathing was so weak that it was almost undetectable, and their eyes were empty, full of despair and helplessness, as if telling them the terrible experience they had just had.