Jingjun Jingbian roared, and with a whoosh... the people in the arena, holding slender curved sabers and dressed in tight black clothes, rapidly charged towards the center of the training ground.
Whoosh... a golden light erupted from the center of the training ground, and a massive formation instantly took shape. Sixty black-clad figures entered the great formation, surrounding Duanmu Xiu in fixed positions. Each of them held a sharp curved saber, and the killing intent emanating from their bodies seemed to have increased severalfold.
It turned out these dozens of people were used to set up a death array, and its power was indeed extraordinary. Sixty Qi Realm powerhouses, bolstered by the formation, would have no problem dealing with a Super Soul Realm expert. Especially when it was a Qi Realm little girl not even ten years old.
Lu Fan sat outside the training ground and immediately curled his lip. He truly hadn't expected these guys to be so shameless, resorting to a formation to deal with a little girl.
However, it was understandable. No Soul Realm expert would willingly take action, as it would be too humiliating. But a Boundary Shifting expert had just gone up and died, which was too bizarre. No one knew what had happened. Therefore, a formation was the only option.
Duanmu Xiu glanced back at Lu Fan. That guy was still sitting there, not having moved at all. To make her face such a large group of people simultaneously?
Fine! Duanmu Xiu took a deep breath. She silently chanted twice: I want to live, I must live! Then, she began to recall the few sword moves from earlier... those sword techniques weren't her own, yet they were her own! She needed to comprehend them carefully...
"Kill...!" The surrounding people moved instantly. Sixty individuals divided into eight directions, charging towards Duanmu Xiu according to the eight trigrams positions.
Whoosh... the first wave of eight people charged, from eight directions, with eight curved sabers, attacking Duanmu Xiu at different levels. Slash, chop, stab, lift, block, entwine, smash, hook... in an instant, it was as if a whirlwind had erupted around Duanmu Xiu.
Duanmu Xiu was momentarily stunned. She didn't even know which way to dodge.
Whoosh... a sudden surge of power caused Duanmu Xiu's body to twist as if by magic. She was seen weaving through several weapons. The moment she broke free, Duanmu Xiu began to rapidly circle the eight attackers.
The eight men missed their strikes. Before they could fully regain their balance, they felt a figure dart past them from behind. Fast... incredibly fast! Clatter... suddenly, several items fell to the ground: hands, feet, and arms... oγg
Ah... ah... followed by screams upon screams. All eight men were severely wounded.
In just an instant, eight men, empowered by the formation, were heavily injured, missing limbs. The surrounding people were all stunned. They couldn't understand why every attack was dealt with in one move. Whether it was fewer people or more people, it was always one move. Was a girl not even ten years old supposed to be this ruthless?
"Kill... kill... kill..." Before anyone could recover, the second, third, and fourth waves of attackers charged forward one after another.
Instantly, flashes of cold light flickered, and screams of agony echoed incessantly. The onlookers could no longer see Duanmu Xiu in the center of the group. All they saw were dazzling sword lights and constantly flying dismembered limbs and bodies.
Bang... finally, Duanmu Xiu stood in the center of the training ground. The Zhanxian Sword in her hand dripped blood. Duanmu Xiu's body and face were dyed red. Her small face was filled with killing intent! She looked like a god of slaughter! Even her eyeballs had turned blood red!
However, on the entire training ground, apart from Duanmu Xiu, no one else was standing. Screams of agony were endless. Those crawling around were filled with terror, scrambling to crawl outwards, fearing that Duanmu Xiu would deliver another fatal blow.
Jingjun Jingbian was completely dumbfounded. Sixty people had been reduced to uselessness in just a few minutes. He glanced at the other powerhouses beside him, his gaze filled with anger and a hint of inquiry: What should we do? There's still one person who hasn't made a move over there!
"You go kill him!" Suddenly, a white-haired elder standing in the center position had a flash of icy killing intent in his eyes as he spoke to Jingjun Jingbian.
"I... I'm going to kill a little girl!?" Jingjun Jingbian showed a hint of surprise on his face. He was, after all, a Soul Realm expert. Was it appropriate for him to go and kill a little girl not even ten years old?
"You can also go and kill the one sitting outside!" the elder suddenly added.
"Then I'll kill this child." Jingjun Jingbian swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He had heard that the person outside had surpassed the Soul Realm. Better not.
"Duanmu Xiu! I didn't expect you to be so powerful. This great formation was meant to deal with him, but you broke it. Then... die!" Jingjun Jingbian said as he walked towards the center of the training ground.
The center of the training ground was already dyed red with blood. Shattered limbs were everywhere. However, this did not prevent further killing. Moreover, the group sitting here had no sense of shame.
"I advise you not to make a move! Because... you will die!" Lu Fan, who was sitting outside the training ground, suddenly said. His voice was not loud. However, everyone present felt as if the voice was right beside their ears, every word clear and distinct.
"What? You're saying I can't kill her?" Jingjun Jingbian revealed a sinister smile. Hmph, how could his methods of killing be compared to these Qi Realm trash!
Whoosh... Jingjun Jingbian instantly vanished from his spot. Incredibly fast...
Whoosh... the Zhanxian Sword in Duanmu Xiu's hand instantly swept through the air. Incredibly fast...
Plop... Jingjun Jingbian's body suddenly appeared in front of Duanmu Xiu, and then he fell backward. Incredibly fast...
"Alright! The meeting is adjourned for today. Dismissed!" The elder, led by Han Shixuan, turned pale and casually said, wanting to leave.
"You think a bunch of small fry can settle this? Have you heard the saying 'it's easier to invite a god than to send one away'?" Lu Fan's voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire training ground.
"Esteemed Lu Fan! The rest of us are all powerhouses! Moreover, we set this rule. What do you want?" the elder suddenly said.
"Hmph! You still want to scare me at this point? Truly seeking death!" Lu Fan suddenly raised his hand, and the Zhanxian Sword in Duanmu Xiu's hand flew out. A beam of light, emitting a cold glow, passed before the twenty Soul Realm powerhouses opposite them.
When the precious sword returned to Duanmu Xiu's hand, Lu Fan suddenly appeared beside Duanmu Xiu, taking her hand and walking step by step down the mountain.