Yaohuo was extremely confident in his heart. He knew his strength well. In this world, there were only a few strong people who could compete with him head-on, let alone Ling Xiao's sneak attack. In his opinion, even if Ling Xiao's methods are strange, it would definitely not hurt him at all.

Sure enough, when the blood-colored sword slashed in front of him, he was calm and calm, and his right hand was raised casually, and a powerful force surged out of his palm, like an invisible wave, colliding with the blood-colored sword. A loud "bang" sound was like a bell ringing, shaking the whole room violently, and the dust on the wall fell down.

The blood-colored sword was blocked by this force, and the blade stopped less than an inch from the neck of the firewood, and could no longer move forward.

A smug smile appeared at the corner of Jiehuo's mouth, and he was about to speak a few words to mock Ling Xiao, but when he came to his senses and his eyes were accidentally swept to the side, his whole body felt like he was struck by lightning, and the smile on his face instantly frozen.

I saw that Tian Wuzi was now in a pool of blood, and half of his body had been cut off. Blood kept flowing like a fountain, dyeing the ground a dazzling red.

Tianwuzi's eyes were wide open, full of fear and disbelief. He never thought that Ling Xiao's target was not to bite the fire, but to himself.

Fortunately, Tianwuzi's companions reacted quickly. At this critical moment, they rushed forward and quickly formed seals with both hands. A ray of light fell from the sky, covering Tianwuzi and temporarily protecting his life. Otherwise, Tianwuzi would really die at this moment.

"Haha, is Tian Wuzi? You're lucky, but I'll remind you,"

In the void, Ling Xiao's biting cold voice came slowly, as if from the Jiuyou Hell, with endless chills. "If you dare to continue targeting me, I will kill you Xuantian Temple. If you help them for a day, I will kill you Xuantian Temple 100 people, I will do what I say!"

Ling Xiao's voice echoed in the room, and every word seemed to have a heavy murderous intent, making people shudder.

"Looking for death!" Jiehuo heard Ling Xiao's threat, the anger in his heart was ignited instantly, like a volcano erupting. He opened his eyes wide, and his face burst out with blue veins, as if he was crazy. He turned around suddenly and slapped his palm in the direction where Ling Xiao's voice came.

This palm contained all his power. The wind was howling in his palm. Wherever he passed, the void seemed to be torn by an invisible giant hand, making a "crack" explosion, and the surrounding space was twisted and deformed.

However, when the palm wind dissipated, the eyes were empty. Ling Xiao had long disappeared, leaving only an empty void, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"Save people quickly!" Jiehuo's face looked extremely ugly at this moment, as if it could drip out of water. He never expected that he was so careless that under his nose, Tian Wuzi was attacked by Ling Xiao and suffered such serious injuries.

This was a great humiliation for him and was extremely embarrassing. He secretly swore in his heart that he would tear Ling Xiao into pieces to clean up his shame.

Looking coldly as Tian Wuzi, who was seriously injured, left in a hurry. Ling Xiao hid in the dark and sneered at the corner of his mouth. What he said just now was not made up casually to scare Tian Wuzi, but was really planning to do that.

In Ling Xiao's heart, since Tian Wuzi dared to help the people in the Holy Temple deal with him, he had to pay a heavy price.

In this cruel world, he doesn't care if one more enemy is added and one less enemy is left. His fate has long been involved in the whirlpool of disputes. Only by using violence to fight violence can one find a glimmer of hope in this troubled world. Now, it depends on how Tian Wuzi will make a decision and how he will perform next.

Ling Xiao knew the situation was critical. In order to confuse the enemy, he used the magic shadow clone technique, leaving a clone hidden in the imperial city. Its aura seemed to be there and there, just like a ghost in the dark night, enough to make the tracker confused.

His original deity, under the cover of the night, stepped into the teleportation array prepared in advance with a cold expression. In an instant, the teleportation array shone brightly and the runes flashed, wrapping his figure into it. In the blink of an eye, it galloped towards the Beizhou where Xuantian Temple was located, with its speed so fast that it was like a meteor crossing the sky.

At this time, in another healing room, Tian Wuzi's face was as gloomy as the sky before the storm, and it was so dark that it made people breathless.

As a true person with high virtue and respect for Xuantian Guan, he was respected in the world. When did he suffer such a great humiliation? How could he be afraid of Ling Xiao’s mere threat? Even though he was seriously injured at this moment, his wound still felt a faint pain and blood was seeping out of the bandage, but the anger in his heart was like a burning flame, burning stronger and stronger.

After simply receiving careful treatment from the disciples, Tianwuzi endured the pain, ignored others' dissuasion, and resolutely began to perform the tracking technique again.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, quickly making seals with his hands, muttering words in his mouth, and beads of sweat as big as beans on his forehead rolled down, soaking his clothes, but his eyes were firm, as if he wanted to pull Ling Xiao out of the vast world.

However, as the tracking technique deepened, a trace of fear and shock gradually emerged in Tianwuzi's originally firm eyes. The light of the tracking magic weapon in his hand flickered and made a strange "buzzing" sound.

After a moment, Tian Wuzi's face suddenly changed, and his lips trembled and spit out a few words: "He... he actually went to Beizhou Xuantian Temple!"

He originally thought that Ling Xiao's threat was just a quick talk and a huge joke, but now that the facts were right in front of him, he realized that this kid was really brave and dared to do anything.

"I told people to guard the teleportation array in the imperial city, and never let that boy run back! Let's go to Beizhou immediately!" Jiehuo was shocked and angry when he heard this. He clenched his fists, his joints turned white, and he shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice was filled with anger and eagerness, as if he wanted to swallow Ling Xiao alive.

"I'll go too!" Tian Wuzi gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. It was the flame of revenge that was burning. Although he was afraid of Ling Xiao's madness, at this moment, for the dignity of Xuantian Temple and his own face, he could not take care of so much.

"Okay!" Jiehuo responded without hesitation. He knew in his heart that it would be difficult for them to find Lingxiao in the vast North continent without Tian Wuzi's help.

Everyone hurriedly packed their bags, galloped all the way, and arrived at Beizhou through the teleportation array. They followed the clues they had tracked before and rushed to the location where Ling Xiao had been tracked. However, the scene in front of them made them fall into an ice cave.

I saw a hundred cold corpses neatly placed on an open space, all wearing the clothes of Xuantianguan disciples. The breeze blew, lifting up the corners of the deceased's clothes, bringing out a burst of bloody smell.
Chapter completed!