Chapter 160

Ximen Chuixue's face changed drastically when he saw this.

Even when he was at his peak, his full-strength strike could only cause very slight changes in heaven and earth, and he could not cause such a violent change in heaven and earth at all.

Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo had only drawn her sword and hadn't even made a move yet.

Ximen Chuixue felt for the first time that his once-proud swordsmanship talent was so vulnerable in front of a real genius.

"Am I really so unbearable?"

Ximen Chuixue had strong self-doubt.

When he was dueling with Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue's state of mind had already had great problems.

At this moment, this problem was magnified again.

He had also thought about asking for advice from the Ming Cult leader Yin Susu after asking Zhou Zhiruo for advice.

At this moment, he had no such thoughts in his heart at all.

His heart was dead!

Even the sword he relied on for his life.

Now it had become dispensable.

"Heart ruthless—sword fast!"

While Zhou Zhiruo used the Heart Sword Divine Art, she also applied the Lei Ting Anger Breaking the Void of the Angry Ming King from the Bodhi Proof Method Divine Art.

This was what Xiaoyao Ke, or Ying Ziyu, told her when he taught her these two techniques on how to integrate these two techniques.

The power exerted by this sword technique far exceeded that of a simple sword technique.

Zhou Zhiruo gathered all her internal energy to the tip of the sword and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Rumble!

Lei Ting fell from the sky.

Swish, swish, the trees were blown by the wind.

Ximen Chuixue looked up with dull eyes; he couldn't capture the traces of Zhou Zhiruo's attack.

Even lightning was much slower than Zhou Zhiruo's attack.

Ximen Chuixue let go of his hand, and the long sword fell straight to the ground.

The next second, he endured an attack as violent as a rainstorm, and dense sword qi poured onto his body.

Every sword qi that landed on his body would form bloody wounds on Ximen Chuixue's body.

But Ximen Chuixue gritted his teeth and endured the pain, not even frowning.

He accepted the attack of the sword rain very calmly.

There were two different emotions colliding in his heart at this time.

In the distance, a man saw this situation and wanted to rush up regardless.

Not long after he walked out, a pitch-black long spear was inserted straight in front of him, blocking him.

The man retreated instantly and asked vigilantly: "Who is it!"

A night watchman walked out slowly, pulled out the long spear, and said faintly: "Yuluocha, leader of the Western Demon Cult."

"Stand here, don't move, and you can live!"

He was the highest person in charge of the night watchmen here, number Jin Luo San.

"Who are you?"

Yuluocha asked, very shocked.

He felt the aura of an Earth Immortal from this mysterious person in front of him.

"You don't need to know; just watch here with peace of mind, and I can guarantee Ximen Chuixue will not die."

Jin Luo San's tone was very cold.

There was no emotional fluctuation in his words.

Just like the spear in his hand, the cold light was exposed.

Just one sentence made Yuluocha feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling bone-chilling cold all over his body.

"What is your purpose?"

Yuluocha was, after all, the leader of the Western Demon Cult.

Naturally, he didn't believe the other party would give such a promise for no reason.

If it weren't for this mysterious person blocking him, he would have rushed over to save Ximen Chuixue by now.

"After the matter over there is over, I will tell you."

"Rest assured, your son will not die!"

Jin Luo San said coldly.

Yuluocha's eyes widened instantly, and he said in disbelief: "How do you know Ximen Chuixue is my son?"

That's right, he was Ximen Chuixue's father.

It was just because of his identity that he dared not expose himself in front of Ximen Chuixue.

Ever since he learned that Ximen Chuixue was searching for Ye Gucheng's whereabouts all over the Nine Provinces, Yuluocha was afraid that Ximen Chuixue would have an accident, so he had been following behind.

Watching his son, who was originally handsome and elegant, become such a sloppy and unkempt person, Yuluocha felt very sad.

"As long as we want to know, there are no secrets in the Nine Provinces."

"The strength of the organization behind me is far beyond your imagination."

"Stay here with peace of mind; don't think about taking revenge on Zhou Zhiruo, otherwise not only you and Ximen Chuixue, but the entire Western Demon Cult will be wiped out."

Jin Luo San's words were full of killing intent.

He was not threatening Yuluocha; with the strength of the night watchmen.

Let alone a Western Demon Cult, even ten or a hundred Western Demon Cults added together could be easily destroyed.

Yuluocha's body trembled uncontrollably.

He did not doubt what the other party said at all.

Even though he was anxious, he could only wait here for the battle over there to end.

Ximen Chuixue endured an unknown number of sword qi attacks, and finally, he could no longer persist, and his whole body flew backward instantly.

However, at the moment he flew out, he laughed.

He laughed exceptionally happily.

"This is the real swordsmanship!"

Ximen Chuixue laughed loudly, and after falling heavily to the ground, he vomited blood, and his whole person fainted directly, life or death unknown.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo didn't care about Ximen Chuixue's life or death, drew her sword, and left, rushing towards the direction of Great Qin.

She wanted to see him—Xiaoyao Ke, Ninth Prince of Great Qin, Ying Ziyu—whom she missed day and night, as fast as possible!

After Zhou Zhiruo left, Jin Luo San and Yuluocha came over.

Looking at Ximen Chuixue, who was covered in blood and had more breath going out than coming in, Yuluocha felt very heartbroken.

He, as a father, had not been by Ximen Chuixue's side properly since he was a child.

He could only put Ximen Chuixue in Wanmei Villa, but didn't even dare to acknowledge him.

"Please, save him."

"As long as you can save his life."

"I am willing to do whatever you want."

Yuluocha begged Jin Luo San bitterly; at this moment, he was not some Demon Cult leader, but just a father who didn't want his son to die.

Jin Luo San didn't hesitate, took out an elixir from his arms, and put it into Ximen Chuixue's mouth.

Then, he took out a token and threw it to Yuluocha.

"He will not die, and when he wakes up again, his strength will be even more powerful because his state of mind has changed."

"When I need you, I will contact you actively."

"Remember your current identity; if you dare to have any misconduct, there will be no place for you to hide in the Nine Provinces!"