Top Master

On the side of the knife, Zhao Quan stared vigilantly at this old man who wore a colorful robe and a pair of purple flaming golden shoes. He looked at the pair of eyes that were filled with killing intent under the demeanor of a Longevity Celestial. This old man in front of him made him feel threatened.    

    

If it was in the past, it would be fine. He could kill as many of these trash as he wanted, but now, it was obvious that he couldn't. His cultivation base had not recovered enough.    

    

"Are you qualified to kill my disciple?" The combat giant baboon drew out a flaming rope and tied Lee Yu, who was still in a daze, to his side. Shaohuang sneered and said to Zhao Quan, "I will now send my disciple to you. You can kill him again for me to see."    

    

"I will satisfy you."    

    

Zhao Quan condensed his eyes. His two dark pupils rotated, as if the endless world had collapsed and been destroyed in an instant.    

    

Shaohuang didn't expect that this young man would really dare to attack, but even so, he wasn't afraid. With his cultivation at the True Palace Realm, he was merely a young man. No matter how talented he was, what could he do to him? However, he did not expect the blood in his body to boil the moment he met the pair of strange eyes in front of him. His heart was also madly beating, as if it was about to break free from the shackles and jump out of his body.    

    

Shaohuang hurriedly circulated the Yuan energy in his body, and only then did he manage to suppress the strange force that Zhao Quan used.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

The white and miserable blade shadow attacked at a rapid speed. Shaohuang, whose body was affected, quickly retreated and narrowly avoided it.    

    

He stretched out his hand and caressed the burning right side of his face. Sticky blood covered his palm. Shaohuang was shocked and furious. For a moment, he did not notice that the young man had left a bloody wound on his face that was deep enough to see bone.    

    

With a splash, Lee Yu, who was standing beside him, fell to the ground. Blood flowed out from his neck and instantly covered his head.    

    

The bluestone ground had been roasted hot by the flames earlier. At this moment, the sound of blood splashing could be heard as a red blood mist rose. The one that had died along with it... The spiritual monkey. The spiritual monkey really had a spirit. When the phantom shattered like glass, its face was filled with gratitude. It bowed deeply towards Zhao Quan, then disappeared from the world.    

    

Zhao Quan stood with his blade in hand. He called out to Shaohuang, "Kill him. What can you do?"    

    

Shaohuang was stunned and immediately became furious. His eyes were filled with blood, and the three thousand silver hair on the back of his head fluttered in the air without any wind.    

    

He only sneered at Zhao Quan for not being qualified to kill Lee Yu. He also firmly believed that he had the ability to protect Lee Yu. He never thought that Zhao Quan would really dare to kill someone in front of him. He never thought that the one Zhao Quan really wanted to kill this time wasn't Lee Yu, but himself. Lee Yu's death was merely a smooth sailing after injuring him.    

    

Shaohuang threw his head back and roared furiously, "Little bastard! Today, I, the Sect Chief, will definitely kill you!"    

    

Zhao Quan was fearless. He held his Teeth Knife and was ready to fight. Since I have become my enemy, I will do my best to kill you!    

    

"Clang ~!"    

    

All of a sudden, the sound of a sword ringing could be heard. A huge sword glowing with a dazzling golden light descended from the sky. It stood between Zhao Quan and Shaohuang, forcefully separating the two of them. The impact brought by the huge sword instantly cut open the ground, revealing a bottomless crack.    

    

And the huge golden sword hovered above the crack. Lee Yu's headless corpse was cut in half by the force of the sword. Even the Green Dragon Armor on his body did not escape the fate of being dismembered. The force brought by the sword was so sharp that Zhao Quan couldn't help but be moved.    

    

On the huge golden sword, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in linen clothes, sat cross-legged. He was not afraid of the sharpness of the huge sword beneath him at all. He actually used his finger to lightly touch the sword's edge, as if he was touching the alluring body of his intimate lover.    

    

"Vice Sect Leader Shao, control anger, control anger." With a perfunctory smile, he hurriedly advised the furious Shaohuang. After that, the old man in white threw his hot gaze at Zhao Quan and said, "I am Yao Baixi, the Sect Master of Haoyang Sect. Young man, how should I address you?"    

    

This old man who called himself Yao Baixi gave Zhao Quan a strong sense of crisis. Based on his intuition, this Yao Baixi was very powerful, far stronger than Shaohuang and Lee Yu. He was definitely not someone he could deal with right now.    

    

Of course, if his opponent wanted to kill him, he would not be the meat on the chopping board.    

    

With the Teeth Knife in his hand, Zhao Quan stared at Yao Baixi.    

    

"Zhao Quan!"