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"People from the small World Sect's camp?"

When the disciples from the Blood Sea Realm heard this, they all began to shout.

"This little World Sect camp is truly unwilling to give up until they reach the Yellow River." A disciple of the Blood Sea Realm could not help but mock him.

"This time, our young master is planning to take action from the origin and subdue Jie Tianxiang."

"Who cares. Since we can meet them now, we might as well get rid of them first."

The seven to eight disciples of the Blood Sea Realm all let out an explosive shout. Their bodies had already turned into streaks of bloody light as they approached the scouts.

"Wait."

However, just as these disciples were three inches away from the scouts, a low and deep growl suddenly sounded out, "All of you, stop for a moment."

The disciples of the Blood Sea Realm, who had been approaching the scouts suddenly slowed down and stopped moving forward. They all looked behind them in confusion.

"Did you really believe them when they said that you're part of the small World Spiritist Alliance's camp?" Xue Xingdao had a stern and stern look on his face. However, his gaze swept across the scouts like a hawk and his voice was extremely gloomy.

After the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm heard this, their faces flushed red, but they didn't say a single word. They also didn't want to accept the other facts. Could it be that they were wrong in the end?

Were these guys really not from the same guild as Jie Tianxuan?

Could it be the Thousand Lightning Sect's camp?

"Senior apprentice-brother." Since it's not the little World School's camp, I'm sure it's the Thousand Lightning School's camp. That shouldn't be wrong. " A disciple whispered.

Although the remaining disciples did not say anything, their faces revealed looks of satisfaction.

His eyes were still as sharp as ever as he stared at the disciple like a hawk. Then, a blood-red light suddenly exploded as his body appeared in front of one of the scouts. His palm slightly bent and directly grabbed onto the disciple's throat like a chicken claw.

"Speak, exactly which power do you come from?" A shocking killing intent flashed across Xue Xingdao's face. His voice was cold and emotionless, and his palms were filled with an aura of death.

No one would suspect that this scout would die if he continued to lie.

This scout's face was also devoid of color. He opened his mouth, but did not say anything. His eyes continuously flickered with light.

"Stop trying to deceive me. If you want to deceive me, that is impossible." Xue Xingdao's gaze was like a bloody wolf as he stared at this scout. Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of this scout's mouth. He was also surprised and felt baffled.

"You bunch of invaders from the outside world actually want to get their hands on the Spiritual Brewing Pond!" The disciple suddenly shouted crazily, "Stop dreaming, you guys can't get anything, I think it's best to get the hell back as soon as possible."

"You refused a toast and refused a forfeit!" Xue Xingdao let out a loud cry and the strength on his palm suddenly became much denser. He lifted his arm. After which, he directly lifted this scout and violently smashed him to the ground.

"Since you are so stubborn, since you don't want to say it, right? "Fine, after I make you suffer from the pain today, I'll see if your mouth will still be tough." The corners of Xue Xingdao's mouth curled into a cruel smile. His gaze was like that of a vicious beast, devoid of any emotions.

The surrounding Blood Sea Realm disciples revealed expressions of panic when they saw this scene. The Blood Path was famous for being domineering among all the disciples. It was ferocious and without any trace of soft-heartedness.

The people from the Blood Sea Realm all sucked in a breath of cold air as they looked at the scene before them. Then, they looked at the dust filled ground.

Dead?

Gasps could still be heard from the disciples. Their eyes were filled with terror as they looked at the bloodstained ground. At this moment, the ground was emitting an indescribable aura of death.

"You …"

The remaining scouts all had malevolent expressions on their faces. At this moment, fear filled their hearts as they gritted their teeth, their hearts brimming with rage.

They wanted to escape as soon as possible, but for some reason, their legs were trembling non-stop like a sieve. Their bodies were powerless and they could no longer withstand the pressure as they fell to the ground one by one.

At this moment, the Blood Path was akin to the transformation of a fiendish demon. It was incomparably terrifying, causing people to feel reverence towards it.2

However, Xue Xingdao remained unperturbed in the face of this scene. His gaze was locked onto the deep pit. In the next moment, he could not help but frown.

He actually did not sense any aura from that scout.

Only Xue Xingdao himself knew that although he had appeared to be extremely vicious just now, he had not actually unleashed a killing blow. That attack could at most break this scout's leg.

But when it came to the fact that the aura that had killed him was completely gone, that was a little too serious …

"Something's not right!" Xue Xingdao was also a vigilant person. After he sensed that something was amiss, he waved his hand and a shocking Spiritual Energy fluctuation gathered. Then, it turned into a bloody torrent that swept over.

He could also see what was inside the ravine.

At this moment, when the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm saw that the ravine was empty, a trace of fear flashed across their faces. This senior brother of theirs was truly ruthless. He had killed a scout so easily and cleanly.

No matter whether it was the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm or the scouts who remained behind, they could all sense an indescribable pressure emanating out from Meng Hao, causing them to submit completely.

"I wonder who it is? Since they dare to attack, why is it that they don't dare to show themselves?" While all the disciples felt a sense of loss, Xue Xingdao's surprised voice also fell without them being able to find any trace.

The surrounding space seemed to have become silent the moment his voice sounded. Faintly, even the sound of fallen leaves could not be heard. One could only hear the suppressed gasps of the remaining few scouts.

As this strange silence continued, Xue Xingdao's dark eyes suddenly focused. Then, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind as he looked towards the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm.

And just when he was aware of this, the seven or eight Blood Sea Realm disciples' vision turned black. They actually fell flat on the ground, with expressions of extreme fear on their faces. Their faces contorted, as if their faces were branded with fear.

Xue Xingdao's expression changed. After he spread out his divine sense, all of these disciples died.

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