However, even the expectations are expected, these people also understand that when this master of the fourth realm of the innate realm uses all his strength, it is the kid's death.

No matter how strong the body is, there is still a limit.

"Boy, remember, my name is Qingkui!" Qingkui raised the long sword in her hand with a cold expression. The long sword of true energy quickly shone brightly, turning into a huge sword light, slashing towards Ye Xiu at full speed!

A powerful sword intent spread out, locking Ye Xiu tightly!

Feeling the terrifying power of that sword, most of the Lanxi Pavilion masters present had serious faces. Everyone believed that under this sword, this strong-body boy would undoubtedly die.

"Swoosh!" But just when everyone thought Ye Xiu could only sit and wait for death, they saw Ye Xiu step on the ground with a fierce footstep, and the huge force directly stepped into a deep pit on the ground. Then his body ejected out like a cannonball and rushed directly towards Qingkui.

"Is this guy crazy? He dares to rush over and seek death?"

"Yes, such a dazzling sword light can die if it is touched. He didn't think about avoiding it, and rushed forward. What's the difference between this and dying?" Many people of average strength muttered.

Lan Xuetian, who was standing in front, had a faint smile on his lips: "This kid, with such strong willpower, such a strong sword intent, could not have any effect on him. He even seized the space cut by this sword in such a short time. This was his only chance..."

Ling Da and Wei Potian stood in front of Lan Xuetian. When they heard the judge of the Pavilion Master, they exclaimed: "What does the Pavilion Master mean is that he may turn defeat into victory?"

"No, no, no, there are opportunities, and he also seized them, but it is not enough to take this opportunity to kill Qingkui..." Lan Xuetian smiled and shook his head.

If a master of the fourth realm of the innate realm is really so easy to kill, then it is not the fourth realm of the innate realm.

At this time, Ye Xiu's figure, as Lan Xuetian judged, passed through the cover of the sword light and came to Qingkui at an extremely fast speed, taking advantage of the moment before the sword light was cut off.

A punch hit Qingkui in the heart.

Qingkui's pupils contracted. She didn't seem to expect that this kid was completely unaffected by his sword intent. What she didn't expect was that this kid would choose this way to rush over directly.

Others, even warriors of the same level, choose to retreat and avoid the edge of the sword, even if they can resist the invasion of sword intent. Who would have thought that he would be so unafraid of death?

He once again affirmed that it was this kid who killed his junior brother. With his junior brother's cultivation, he was naturally much better than this kid, but this kid's ruthlessness was not something his junior brother could possess.

But he is not a junior brother, and his combat experience is a hundred times richer than Gongsun Yunjin.

Even though the other party's actions exceeded his expectations, he still made the most correct reaction at such a critical moment.

The sword light in his hand disappeared instantly, and his left hand was already crossing his chest and grabbed Ye Xiu's fist.

With a "bang...", Ye Xiu's heavy punch hit Qingkui's palm.

The force of this punch was enough to shatter the arm bones of ordinary people on the spot, but for a master like Qingkui, it was nothing. At most, it would just shake the true energy in his palm.

However, Qingkui's brow frowned slightly, just because there was a severe pain coming from the palm of her hand.

There was a silver needle mixed between Ye Xiu's fist.

The silver needle pierced directly into Qingkui's palm, and the whole thing penetrated out of his palm.
Chapter completed!