There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Chapter 1491 Do you believe you'll let us go, or do you believe I'm from the cultivation w

Before Gu Xia made her move, the demons present still held onto a sliver of unrealistic hope, thinking that with so many of them attacking together, there was bound to be some hope, right?

When they saw the opponent's unstoppable momentum, they were all speechless.

Depend on.

What the hell is the hope?

If they don't run now, it's hard to say whether they'll even see the sun rise tomorrow.

As a result, those who really wanted to run away also gave up after trying.

They desperately wanted to escape, but they couldn't escape no matter what they did.

The close associates have completely abandoned all concern.

"Weren't you all pretty arrogant just now?" Ye Suian chuckled, holding the blood-stained talisman in his hand. "Why are you running away now?"

With a flick of his finger, the talisman transformed into a barrier, blocking the escape route of the demons who wanted to flee. Xu Xingmu, who was beside him, understood and followed suit, his sword-wielding movements becoming even more powerful and swift.

The other disciples also had their own partners, and their teamwork was excellent, making them decisive and ruthless. Some of the demons who were already terrified by Gu Xia were even more panicked.

All he could do was threaten them with a show of bravado, "You little brats! If you stop now, we can let bygones be bygones once we get out of here."

It's really frustrating to think about. Those who can appear here are the elite of the demon race, the highest of the high-ranking, who have always been high above and arrogant.

When have I ever been forced into such a sorry state by a group of inexperienced protégés?

But it would have been better if they hadn't said that; their words only made their protégés more excited.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Yu Hengjian stepped aside and sneered, "To say we'll let bygones be bygones? At this point, who's going to give you a chance to leave? We're not out of our minds."

"Otherwise, ask the others: do they believe you really will let us go, or do they believe I'm the number one cultivator in the world?"

Since we've already reached this point where it's a life-or-death struggle, why are you still pretending to be a big shot in front of them?

Do they look like idiots?

The group of powerful demons, choked with embarrassment, were speechless.

Which sect does this idiot belong to?

Is there anyone who would talk like that?

Since we can't get out, we have no choice but to fight.

Several demons exchanged glances, a ruthless glint in their eyes, and simultaneously charged toward the relatively weaker disciple.

"If that's the case, then you may all die!"

Cultivators always talk a good game, talking about eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path, sharing life and death. But once they kill a few more people, I don't believe they won't lose their composure.

Seeing this, Shen Weixun, Xie Baiyi, Gu Lanyi, and several other sword cultivators all turned their swords back.

Several different but equally fierce sword energies intertwined to form a sword net, instantly protecting their fellow disciples behind them.

Seeing this, Yakult in the sky turned cold with its bright golden pupils. With a flick of its black dragon tail, it sent the demons around it flying. Its dragon head was raised high, and a powerful dragon breath poured down, striking the great demons who couldn't avoid it with lightning.

Screams rose and fell, accompanied by a flurry of flying magical artifacts and the figures of sword spirits leaping out of the battlefield, turning the scene into utter chaos.

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Gu Xia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her senior brother and the others were able to handle the situation for the time being. Most of the demons around her had already been cut down, and she and her sword went straight to Qu Yimian.

Countless malevolent energies surged into the sky, carrying with them a bloody aura. Gu Xia's lips curled into a cold smile as she slashed her sword towards the other woman's vulnerable vitals amidst her panicked expression.

Qu Yimian was startled.

She initially refused to believe it and desperately tried to communicate with the power of the secret realm to release herself. Who would have thought that Gu Xia's speed was even faster than she imagined, cleanly and efficiently eliminating the great demon blocking her way and directly attacking her.

In a moment of desperation, Qu Yimian hurriedly threw out her protective bead. The spinning magical artifact emitted a soft light, blocking the attack for her once again.

Gu Xia raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised, but she spoke to the artifact spirit, "She was willing to give up even that artifact to escape, don't you have any thoughts about that?"

No way, right?

Is Qu Yimian's personal charm so great that it's enough to attract a spirit artifact to be completely devoted to her?

It shouldn't be.

Gu Xia, unwilling to give up, tried to turn the other party against her.

She didn't mean anything by it; she just wanted to save the innocent spirit.

It would be even better if it ended up in her pocket.

After all, who wouldn't want to have something good?

The meaning behind her words was so obvious, it practically revealed her covetousness to the fullest extent. Qu Yimian screamed after understanding it, "Ahhh, Gu Xia, shut up!"

Gu Xia ignored her and unleashed the Floating Life Sword, throwing a punch accompanied by the sword's wind.

The boy's malice was clearly greater than Gu Xia's: "Go to hell."

He was absolutely fed up with this persistent woman.

Qu Yimian's screams came to an abrupt halt.

The golden light emanating from the protective pearl once again shielded her, leading her away from Gu Xia. The man, who was the spirit of the artifact, turned his head.

Oh wow.

Gu Xia raised an eyebrow and whistled nonchalantly.

Then I saw the spirit on the other side's eyes instantly fill with murderous intent.

"You deserve to die!" The four words were uttered coldly.

well.

After a quick glance, it's clear that this thing and Qu Yimian are a case of one willing to give and the other willing to receive.

Believe it or not, there might actually be some truth to this damn charisma.

The Floating Life Sword casually landed beside her, and upon hearing this, it revealed a cold smile. "Just a broken bead, you think too highly of yourself."

There are different grades among spiritual weapons. If they were to fight with all their might, a defensive protective bead would be no match for a sword spirit that prioritizes offense.

Moreover, the other party also had to be distracted from time to time to keep an eye on Qu Yimian's situation.

It's not impossible for the Blade Spirit to crush them if it gets the chance.

However, Fusheng Sword instinctively felt that Gu Xia might be interested in this broken bead, so he temporarily suppressed his restless desire.

Gu Xia did have some ideas, but it was just a magical artifact, not enough to offset her intense killing intent towards Qu Yimian herself.

Since the other party has made it clear that he wants to be her loyal lapdog, then she can't be blamed.

Anyway, she wasn't really lacking in magical artifacts.

"In that case..."

Gu Xia murmured casually, then tossed out an exquisite pink die with a flick of her wrist. The spirits of the artifacts faced each other, and in an instant, the entire secret realm rippled.

What is this?

Some of the powerful demons not far away were drawn by this aura and subconsciously looked over in this direction.

“That die…” A woman frowned deeply.

She couldn't help but murmur:

"Why does this look so familiar?"

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