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Hiss! Psionic Core Stage expert?! Seeing the few Broken Sword Sect disciples that were sent flying, and sensing Xian Xiaoguo's explosive aura, everyone present, regardless of whether it was the people from Broken Sword Sect or the people from Duan Family, could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.0
This was especially true for Zhang Cheng. His originally confident and excited mood had instantly fallen to the bottom. His smiling face had suddenly stopped, and replacing it was a look of disbelief and fear.
From time to time, he muttered: "A Psionic Core Stage expert, how could there be a Psionic Core Stage expert? Who is this little girl? Could it be that he was saved by Ye Xuan in the Qingfeng Square back then? "How could she be this strong? Impossible, this is impossible …"
Zhang Cheng did not believe that it was true, but the truth was that it was true. It was very, very true! While he was still in shock, Xian Xiaoguo made his move. Like a tornado, the Broken Sword Sect disciples all vomited blood and flew away.
Even the other four peak level Spiritual Movement Stage cultivators were like children fighting with adults in front of Xian Xiaoguo, they simply couldn't withstand a single blow.
And this, was precisely the difference between Psionic Core Stage. If they weren't monstrous contenders in battle, then all the Spiritual Movement Stage cultivators would be like ants in front of the existence of Psionic Core Stage cultivators.
Crossing steps was like crossing the sea. Separating steps was like crossing mountains! These words weren't a lie at all. Unless one was a genius, an extraordinary genius, or a monstrous genius, otherwise, everything would be preposterous.
Xian Xiaoguo's attack was merciless. Perhaps it was because of Ye Xuan's order, but all the Broken Sword Sect disciples that were hit by her, almost all of them died in one move.
Even if he didn't die in one move, Xian Xiaoguo would immediately counterattack. In any case, just as Ye Xuan said, he would definitely not leave a single survivor alive.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng was scared silly. He was scared to the point that he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his body was trembling.
"Now, it's both of us' time." Just as he was panicking and thinking about whether to run away, Ye Xuan's devilish voice rang beside his ear.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Chengzi could only turn his head to look, only to see a bone-chilling cold face and a pair of terrifying eyes in front of him, causing him to feel a chill in his heart and his pupils to constrict.
"You …" Zhang Erlang wanted to say something, but before he could finish, he couldn't say anything because his neck was already tightly grabbed by Ye Xuan.
"Bam!"
After grabbing Zhang Cheng's neck, Ye Xuan forcefully pushed him forward. In the next second, a muffled sound rang out and Zhang Cheng's body came into close contact with the main wall of the hall.
Ye Xuan's momentum was not small. After this collision, Zhang Chengzhi felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. All of it sprayed onto Ye Xuan's face.
Ye Xuan was sprayed with blood, but he did not wipe his face. Instead, his eyes were sharp. As he used his strength in his palm, he raised his other fist and punched Zhang Cheng's stomach.
"Pfft!" After this punch, Zhang Cheng seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and spat out a large mouthful of blood. At the same time, his eyes also started to glaze over. His originally unsightly face now turned as pale as a sheet of paper.
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