Lin Mo clutched the Xuanyuan Sword and fiercely unleashed a sword light.
Immediately, True Yuan fluctuated between heaven and earth, and a thin, cicada-wing like light curtain descended from the sky with an annihilating momentum.
The target of the sword light was Qing Xuan.
"Lin Tanyu, how dare you kill me..." Qing Xuan's face changed drastically as he threw various spells and several purple-gold talismans from his hands.
However, against the deep blue sword light, all these efforts were like thin paper, easily sliced through.
Lin Mo had long harbored a strong murderous intent to kill Qing Xuan, and this sword was delivered with an unmatched force.
As Lin Mo struck with his sword, spells and Flying Swords from True Fire Sect, Wind Thunder Sect, and Red Moon Sect closed in. Yet, Lin Mo seemed oblivious, his gaze fixed only on Qing Xuan!
Qing Xuan's pupils widened, unable to believe that Lin Mo would rather face the attacks of True Fire Sect and others than dodge to kill him.
"Master Fu Jun, save me quickly, I will definitely have my father send you the Purple Gold Stone," Qing Xuan cried out frantically, his expression twisted.
At that moment, the Master of Qing Xuan, who had previously been calm and composed, now resembled a beggar driven to desperation, desperately pleading.
When Master Fu Jun heard his words, his figure vanished from the spot and immediately took out two golden talismans. Clasping hands together, he loudly chanted, "Great Vajra Compassionate Talisman!"
From the palms of Master Fu Jun sprang a golden light, forming a golden dome in the sky that enveloped Qing Xuan within it.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing echoed across Lobu Lake, the sound waves rippling outward.
Some disciples from Heavenly Sect with lower cultivation quivered in shock, while Zi Ning and others, protected by Ye Beichen, remained unharmed.
Once the sound ceased, the golden dome, semi-transparent and cracked like a turtle shell, shattered into pieces, turning into streams of golden light that dissipated between heaven and earth.
A trace of heartache flashed in the eyes of Master Fu Jun; these two golden talismans were among his treasures, yet they had been reduced to fragments by Lin Mo's sword.
Qing Xuan survived the attack, still trembling with fear, "Thank you, Master Fu Jun, for your help."
"Master Qing Xuan, do not forget what you just said," Master Fu Jun spoke indifferently.
"I dare not forget. After this, at Heavenly Sect, I will have my father give the Purple Gold Stone to Master Fu Jun," Qing Xuan replied respectfully.
"Bang bang bang!"
The True Essence Shield covering Lin Mo shattered under the attacks of Fireballs, Wind Blades, and Thunder, and Lin Mo was blasted a hundred meters back. Despite this, his gaze remained intensely fixed on Qing Xuan.
In his eyes was endless hatred, having failed to kill Qing Xuan twice before, he was determined not to let Qing Xuan escape again this time.
"Bang!"
Lin Mo suddenly vanished from the spot with a blast, the ground exploding where he had been.
The next moment, Lin Mo reappeared in front of Qing Xuan.
His speed was so fast that it dazzled the eyes, unable to keep up with the rapid changes.
"Did he break the sound barrier?"
Qiao Jianjun and others were filled with shock. Breaking the sound barrier required not only extreme speed but also meant the body had to endure immense strain.
Even the special combat suits they wore were likely unable to withstand the tremendous strain brought by breaking the sound barrier.
"Master Fu Jun!"
Qing Xuan's expression drastically changed, and he yelled out loud.
Master Fu Jun frowned, pulling out a sword-shaped talisman that instantly transformed into a Golden Light Sword, thrusting fiercely towards Lin Mo.
Its speed was like a streak of golden light.
"Get out of the way."
Lin Mo shouted loudly, slashing down with his Xuanyuan Sword. The sword light struck the Golden Light Sword, causing it to tremble and deviate from its tricky trajectory, but it did not break, which somewhat surprised Lin Mo.
One should know that his Xuanyuan Sword had already reached the level of a Second Grade Treasure; the opponent's Golden Sword must also be of Treasure Level.
The three elders of True Fire Sect, Wind Thunder Sect, and Red Moon Sect simultaneously unleashed Thunder, Fire Dance, and sword light, overwhelmingly attacking Lin Mo.
"Those in my way shall perish!"
Lin Mo roared, his powerful True Yuan immediately shattered a Wind Thunder Sect disciple blocking his path into dust. Then Lin Mo withstood the attacks of Wind Blade, Fire Bomb, and sword light with his body, his eyes emitting an incredibly resolute light as he fixed his gaze on Qing Xuan.
Whether it was various spells or sword light attacks on Lin Mo's body, he radiated a golden brilliance that blocked these attacks. However, the magic and sword light coming at him were too numerous, and his body trembled non-stop.
"Qing Xuan, today I must kill you, no one on earth or in heaven can save you."
Lin Mo held the Xuanyuan Sword, swooping in like an Outer Heaven Flying Immortal, the person following the sword, instantly turning into a sharp sword himself.
At that moment, everything in the world seemed to freeze, no one could obstruct Lin Mo and his sword in hand.
"You... you wouldn't dare..."
Qing Xuan's face showed extreme fear, his expression pale.
The once high and mighty son of the Qingxuan Sect Master now looked like a pitiful beggar.
Without any hesitation in his hand, Lin Mo swept his sword across; so fast Qing Xuan didn't even feel the pain as a slow trickle of blood seeped from his neck.
This streak of blood on his fair neck was extremely stark.
"Lin Tanyu, you..."
Qing Xuan clutched his neck, kneeling on the ground with a thud, staring hard at Lin Mo.
"Lin Tanyu, as long as you don't kill me, we can forget about past matters, and I can offer you many benefits. Right, I can also relinquish Snow Fairy to you."
Qing Xuan's pupils shrank, still struggling in his final moments.
Lin Mo's expression was cold as Siberia's Ice Plateau, and with a fierce sweep of his sword, Qing Xuan's head rolled on the ground. Immediately, a green Soul Element left his body, trying to flee far away.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Lin Mo stretched out his right hand, and a wave of Spiritual Energy enveloped the green True Yuan, inside which was a miniaturized version of Qing Xuan.
Qing Xuan glared viciously at Lin Mo, "Lin Tanyu, even if I die, I will not let you go. You dare kill me, the Qingxuan Sect and my father will not spare you, and Miao Xin will also die with you."
"Shut up."
As Lin Mo spoke, a flame burst out in his palm, burning Qing Xuan's soul to ashes.
The son of the Master of Qingxuan Sect, Qing Xuan, was dead!
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and even Master Fu Jun, True Fire Sect, Wind Thunder Sect, and the other elders of Red Moon Sect could not react in time.
Everyone at Heavenly Sect was stunned.
That was the son of Qingxuan Sect Master, Qingxuan himself, killed by Lin Mo?
Not only were Master Fu Jun and the True Fire Sect shocked.
Even Ye Beichen and his second uncle showed a look of terror; after all, that was the son of Qingxuan Sect Master. Lin Mo killing him could very well bring the Qingxuan Sect Master out of Heavenly Sect to execute Lin Mo directly.
This time, Lin Mo had forged an inescapable feud with Qingxuan Sect.