Those in the main hall were all terrified and shocked by Xiang Qing, who was cruel enough to kill his own subordinates. So were the surviving members of the Black Blood Mercenary Corps. They were stupefied by what Xiang Qing had done.

“Whoever dare beg for his mercy, die!”

Xiang Qing snarled at the remaining subordinates of his, “This jerk is less than thirty. However talented he is, he is at most a Martial Lord. I'm Martial Lord, too. Why should I be afraid of him? Go together to kill him!”

Bang!

He gave off a terrifying intention of killing and a suppressive energy, which turned into an invisible hurricane that swept over.

Snarling in anger, Xiang Qing was like a beast that had gone crazy. He launched an attack against Xiao Luo first. His snarls were deafening. He jumped up, holding the handle of his knife with both hands, and then slashed towards Xiao Luo's head, intending to kill the latter into halves in this one attack.

The invisible knife energy was surging all over the place. Sweeping across the s.p.a.ce, the vast suppressive energy made the atmospheric pressure rise instantly. People felt as if they were being pressed by a giant mountain. The power of Martial Lord was doubtless demonstrated at this moment!

“G.o.d d.a.m.ned jerk. Hold on. I need to go to the toilet first!”

Facing crazy Xiang Qing, the Duck Emperor slipped away, which obviously was not any heroic act. It retreated ten-odd miles fast. That knife attack was so scary. It made its feathers stand on end.

Xiao Luo ignored it. Staring poker-facedly at Xiang Qing, who was brandis.h.i.+ng his knife downwards, he opened the palm of his right hand while the knife was moving down. Then he moved his palm upward. Clang. A crisp sound of metal echoed in the room. Xiang Qing's long knife suddenly stopped, because Xiao Luo had grasped that cold glittering blade with his right hand.

Hiss…

Everyone in the main hall could not help but gulp. This scene was incredible. That guy parried a Martial Lord's all-out attack barehandedly. Who on earth was he? That was scary!

“Incredible!” exclaimed the Duck Emperor unfeignedly.

“You want to defeat me? It's not even close,” said Xiao Luo with a cold smile, looking at Xiang Qing, who was also dumbfounded.

“Bulls.h.i.+t!”

Xiang Qing came to himself fast. His face became hideous again. Making a bigger effort, he injected the True Inner Force into the long knife, pressing the blade towards Xiao Luo's head.

Bang!

The ground on which they were standing collapsed. A huge crater was created. Dusts were flying. A dreadful energy was expanding like a big river running downstream.

In the dust, seeing his long knife unable to injure Xiao Luo, Xiang Qing threw it away decisively.

“Wind Cloud Palm!!!”

Along with a threatening shout, he threw over both of his hands carrying a vast True Inner Force fiercely towards Xiao Luo's chest, as powerful as an angry beast.

“That's not good. That's the most powerful martial technique of our sect. Once he is. .h.i.t by the Wind Cloud Palm, his viscera will instantly explode!”

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Xiang Qing! That's a sneak attack!”

“Young brother, escape!”

The ten-odd elders of the Ziyue Cave Heaven turned pale. They knew better than anyone the power of the Wind Cloud Palm. With this attack, people could even challenge someone with a higher level of strength. In a fight between a beginner Martial Lord and a Martial Lord in the peak, if the latter was. .h.i.t by this palm, even though he was in the peak of the same level, he would still lose.

However, their shouting could not change anything. Xiang Qing's Wind Cloud Palm hit Xiao Luo's chest hard and solid.

“Hahaha…”

Xiang Qing burst out laughing, wild with joy. That was the attack for which he was proud of himself. He could even use it to kill the enemy by smas.h.i.+ng his viscera from far away and he could succeed every time, let alone in a close combat. For him, Xiao Luo would definitely die.

However, what really happened was that Xiao Luo remained still. He lowered his head and looked at Xiang Qing indifferently. “Excuse me, what are you laughing at?”

On hearing that, Xiang Qing stopped laughing instantly. The laughter was replaced with an unspeakable horror. He lifted his head. His pupils constricted. Sweating heavily, he said in a trembling voice, “You… You… Impossible… Impossible…”

He could not believe this was what happened. He hit that guy with the Wind Cloud Palm indeed, but why the latter could still speak to him like that without any injury?

Xiao Luo's eyes turned cold…

Whoosh.

It was Xiang Qing's own knife. Moving across his neck, that sharp blade left him a clear cut. Xiang Qing's throat was cut open without any difficulty.

A pause of 0.03 seconds. Then blood flew out of that cut out of control. Xiang Qing opened his eyes widely in anger. He took a step back, then another step, with both hands covering his neck. However, he had no way to stop the blood from gus.h.i.+ng out.

It was not only out of his neck, but also out of his mouth and nose that the blood was gus.h.i.+ng. He kept screaming. His voice went hoa.r.s.e. After four or five steps back, he finally fell onto the ground, twitching. Except waiting for the arrival of death, there was nothing else that he could do.

Right at this moment, it was so quiet in the s.p.a.cious main hall that people could even hear a pin drop. The members of the Ziyue Cave Heaven were staring with fear. The surviving members of the Black Blood Mercenary Coups were as pale as a ghost. They could hardly believe their leader had been killed by this n.o.body in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Luo glanced at Xiang Qing's body, which had stopped struggling, on the ground. He threw away Xiang Qing's long knife casually, turned around, and then glanced over the key members of the Black Blood Mercenary Coups who were Martial Spirits. None of those being glanced at by him did not kneel down to kowtow to him and beg for his mercy, leaving behind the dignity of a martial master.

The crisis of the Ziyue Cave Heaven was thus lifted!

Hundreds of disciples of the Ziyue Cave Heaven, ten-odd white-haired and white-bearded elders, and the leader Xiang Yangyan were all shocked. The Black Blood Mercenary Coups, who almost erased the Ziyue Cave Heaven from the world, were eliminated by a young man of dubious background so easily. That was unbelievable.

“Who is this young brother? Why did he help us Ziyue Cave Heaven?”

“Yeah. Did he have some history with us?”

“But I never saw him before.”

The ten-odd elders gazed at Xiao Luo carefully, hoping the Ziyue Cave Heaven did have a history with this young brother. In that case, the Ziyue Cave Heaven would develop into a big top sect very quickly, and enjoy a high prestige in the Arcana Land. It would be totally different from then, when they were in such a decline that they were bullied by a team of the mercenary coups and could not even fight back.

“Gee, look. Do you think he looks like Lil Tang, who got lost in the Forest of Infinity Edge when he was a kid?” said an elder all of a sudden.

The Lil Tang he mentioned was certainly a disciple of the Ziyue Cave Heaven, but got lost in the Forest of Infinity Edge when he was a kid.

The other elders echoed him immediately.

“That's right. Look at his eyes, his nose, and his mouth. It is Lil Tang indeed.”

“Their ages also match, considering how old Lil Tang was when he was lost.”

“He is definitely our Lil Tang. Hahaha… We Ziyue Cave Heaven will rise soon!”

These elders were getting more and more excited. The fact was their impression of Lil Tang was already nearly zero. However, they hoped Xiao Luo had some connection with the Ziyue Cave Heaven so strongly that they persuaded themselves that Xiao Luo was the Lil Tang of the Ziyue Cave Heaven.